Lincoln has been scouting out the trees since we first got here. He has been determined to make himself a bow. The first attempt didn’t work so well and the bow broke. I guess he found the perfect branch.
A branch of a tree, a pair of scissors, some twine and effort… he has made himself, by himself, a functioning bow.
Hi there. I am a mother of 4. Recently moved from California to Maine. Just a little change :) I am currently an English Major working on my BA, almost done!!! I also teach Montessori. I have a passion for books, kids and crafting.
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