Happy Scatterday! Today's letter is H and the categories were Human, Toys and Soft.
Here we have some of my favourite humans, a happy Jeremy playing hobblijig with his grandpa. It hardly seems any time at all since we were playing hobblijig with his father! There is a family rhyme that goes:
Mummy's horse goes jig jig jig (jiggle child a little)
Daddy's horse goes trot trot trot (jiggle child violently)
But old farmer Hobblijog's horse goes.... (expectant pause)
Hobblijig! (Allow child to fall between your legs, holding firmly despite shrieks of laughter)
Child says "Again!"
I'm told this is a translation of a German version of the rhyme, which makes sense since David's forebears were German.
A toy helicopter inhabits our toybox, along with many friends who drive tractors, mend the roads,and put on circus shows for the many children. Today, the pilot is taking a holiday from his truck-driving duties because he wears a hardhat and has such a lovely handlebar moustache, in honour of Movember. (If you know anyone growing a Mo for Movemeber, to raise money for and increase awareness of men's health issues, sponsor them!)
I was stumped for soft things until I realised I am surrounded by soft hand-made goodies. So here we have hand knits, hand embroidery (Kas made me the beautiful cushion) and a reminder to hang onto Hope.