Jason as the ghost of Christmas Past
(No, he hasn't left the ministry for a traveling actor's guild, but rather he is just sporting his new kayaking fleece changing dress-made by the ever so talented Oma- so he can strip off his wet undies by the river and no one will see his bum)
Are you sure these aren't for eating, Daddy?
Life in the Little clan has been full this week. Fortunately, I found a quick moment to read the front page of our Sunday paper, The Oregonian, where I found great enlightenment from the following FRONTPAGE headline. No joke.
KILLERS HOOKED ON CROCHETING AS 'SMALL PART' OF ATONEMENT...Convicted killers in state prisons find meaning in a plastic crochet hook. "This is just a small part of not being a jerk my whole life," says Rivas, who is serving a life sentence for killing an ice cream man. And later in the article, "I've taken from society," says Holloway who murdered three men, "this is my effort to give back. It's good to know I'm balancing the scales a little bit."
Did you know a crochet hook could wield such power? And they say Knitting is Knotty...
I wanted to see your tree again...lovely. We miss having one this year!
ReplyDeleteThe changing dress is indeed marvelous, Jason!
Christmas is in full swing at the Littles...great gingerbread house! And, yes, I was moved to tears about the inmate and his crocket hook. Funny! Perhaps a different writer could have made this more meaningful...but then, maybe not! There is something therapeutic about the needle arts.