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26/01/2014

Elma Family {the ordinary moments}

Hidey-hole

26/01/2014

Earlier this week, on (yet another) cold and rainy afternoon I made the girls a tent.  Well, to be honest, “made” is rather exaggerating my contribution to the construction.  We have one of those little child-sized Ikea tables (of the sort that come with matching chairs), and finding it clear of detritus I threw a quilt over it and left it for the girls to discover.

Kitty decided that she really really liked sitting on top of it, and then crawled underneath a few times but as far as Elma’s concerned, she might just have found something more exciting than the stairs (and that’s saying something).

Space for the Butterflies - an eclectic handmade family life

It seems like every time I pop out to the kitchen I come back to the sight of a tiny foot peeking out, and a wave of giggles.  It’s become the first place I look for her if I can’t spot her straight away.

Space for the Butterflies - an eclectic handmade family life

She’ll crawl in, dragging the favourite toy of the moment, and sit there in the semi-darkness chatting away and giggling, only that lovely noise and the gentle shimmer of the quilted tent walls giving her away.  And then when she decides it’s right there’s a little scramble and a little tousled head comes scurrying out, full of smiles.

Space for the Butterflies - an eclectic handmade family life

We had her grandparents on Skype and propped the screen up just outside her doorway so they were the first thing she saw; she thought it was completely hilarious and went in and out a few times just for giggles.

Space for the Butterflies - an eclectic handmade family life

I wonder what it is about hidey-holes; I mean I know she’s still quite little but there isn’t a lot of room under an Ikea table, and the quilt is two layers of dark coloured cotton and one of wadding, so it’s pretty dark under there.  Perhaps it’s the autonomy, the ability to go back and forth by herself, or just the fun of playing peepo.

Whatever the reason, while she still finds it funny, I’m still going to be using a quilt as a tablecloth!

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