Sometimes quilting has a way of leaking in...

My friend Jamie has two daughters, Jessie 6 and Julie 3 (and a baby brother on the way!) I used to sometimes take Jessie places with us, but then Julie came of an age when she would realize her sister was going, but still too young to trust enough to come along, I stopped for a while. So I was delighted when they visited me at work and Julie asked, "When are you going to keep me?" :-)

So on Monday I was prepared, I had granola bars, crackers, cookies, fruit snacks, a doll for each with things to do, like one could be doodled on and the other had an extra set of clothes and accessories, some "makeup" for each, crayons and coloring paper, a big exercise ball, and Nick on the TV. I had dog treats for the dogs, cat treats for the cat and purposely didn't feed the fish that morning. We were going to spend 4 hours together and I was loaded for bear against the dreaded boredom.

Yeah, we blasted through all my preparations in a little over 2 hours and then they were on the hunt for something fun to do. We looked through pictures on the computer, they tried on all of the boys wrestling and football medals, they rummaged around (but not too deeply) in the boys' rooms and I was starting to sweat...what else did I have entertaining? Then they saw my design wall and were fascinated that blocks stuck to the flannel. So what was the biggest hit and consumer of the most fun of the afternoon?

Guess!