With Bear at school, Bubba Boy is a bit lost. Late last week, he was wandering around aimlessly, his little face forlorn. “what’s up, sweetheart?”, and he sighs and shrugs. “Are you missing your big brother?” “Yes, mama, I be big school boy too pease?” “when you are five, baby. Want to do some craft?” “oooo, we make a digger craft, mama? Pease?”
So the craft box was raided. Post-holidays, the box of boxes was running low, so we hit up the recycling pile for the remaining pieces. Some tape and glue, a cut here, a wiggle there, and we had a sufficiently digger-like creation to occupy a little boy until his hero returned.