Fiddle Dee Dee

 Daddio has two of these things in his little cubicle at the nursing home.

 They are little quilts that have toys and other fiddly things sewn on them for him to play with.

 He likes them if you direct him to them but what he likes to do when I am there is read. I usually bring him the local weekly paper but today they were out so he was content to look at the store ad. I had him trying to identify foods. It was interesting. He told me ice cream was something you found under a bridge and he made hand signs to explain strawberries. He did recognize a graham cracker though. He used to love those.

 I know you have all seen Kathy B's call for Twiddle Mitts in memory of her Mom who shared Daddio's cruel malady. I dug out a ton of stuff from the stash and am ready to go.

I am packing my new Marshall's bag (with elephants!) with yarn and needles and heading to Daughter's for a long weekend of kitty sitting. I'm actually packing several bags of new to me projects. I'm really looking forward to some serious sitting and knitting. I won't be home until Tuesday.

I've also packed my summer read. Knitting, reading and drinking tea. It's gonna be great.