The Entrelac Shawl (Or Why I Knit)

A week ago Friday, when the Daughters surprised me with Middle Daughter’s arrival, I had planned a meal, which I fixed, but then suggested we go out for ice cream for a dessert.

Which we did, because I am the momma, and I wanted ice cream.

With the sun setting, the temperature dropped, and Bebe Momma wanted something to wrap around Grandbebe Girl. The Entrelac Shawl had been living in the front room, tossed over an antique rocker…just in case I was sitting there and needed something over my shoulders.

I grabbed it and we wrapped that around her little two year old legs. So cute they are!

And Grandbebe Girl did not let it go. She held on to it while eating ice cream. She held onto it walking back to the cars.

She didn’t want to give it back to Grandmama, which of course, Grandmama didn’t make her do.

Apparently, she slept with that night, and when she got out of bed the next morning, grabbed it, then, too.

The Entrelac Shawl has become Grandbebe Girl’s new best friend.

Or, as Dearest Sister believes, Grandbebe Girl has discovered the awesome‘power of wool’.

And that is why I knit.