The Dominant Peg Gene
Proud mummy moment number 104,201:
Big Sis independently chose to play with something so close to my heart: the contents of the peg bag. Before the clock had even moved to 8am she had amused herself with my special grippy little friends, making chains, cogs, and rabbits (?) from pegs.
When I came to hang out this morning’s load of washing, I couldn’t find enough pegs for the job. Then, lo, swinging from the climbing frame here’s what I discovered! Love it.