My son’s love for trains is no secret. His first tree-word sentence was ‘I love toot-toot’. When I was pregnant with Little Monkey and I needed a break, I’d take Big Boy to Central Station. He would watch the trains for hours while I had lunch and a coffee, and read a book. Central Station wouldn’t be most people’s choice of a place to relax, but it was my top pick.
It’s not surprising that while I was looking through crocheting patterns on Ravelry, the one pattern that caught Big Boy’s eye was that of a train. I enjoy crocheting, but I not sewing the pieces together and this particular pattern a lot of different pieces, so I tried to ignore my son’s requests. No luck. Eventually I had to give in or I wouldn’t hear the end of it.
I tried something new this week, I crocheted a train.
Now I have a very happy Big Boy.Strut your stuff at Saturday Mornings and FYBF.