Here’s the gigantic knitted yellow grub I made for Silas this Christmas. I got tons of funny looks knitting this one on the subway, let me tell you! Silas kinda loves it, and so does his grandma, which makes me really happy.
Godparenting stories that go with it:
Silas, like his whole neighborhood of shorties, is ridiculously obsessed with Thomas the Tank Engine. But the Thomas stories are kinda depressing lessons in you-are-a-cog-in-the-wheel – Sir Topham Hat is the boss of all the trains, and they cross rickety bridges, broken tracks and gigantical hills to bring him his payload on time. Then he says “You have been very useful.” Before he could read them himself, I told the stories to Si so that the trains go on strike. “Down with Topham Hat! Up with Trains!” On Saturday he tossed the grub into the air shouting “Up with Grubs! Up with Grubs!”
The other grub story:
What’s a baby cat? a kitten.
What’s a baby kangaroo? a joey.
What’s a baby human? a baby.
What’s a baby bug? a grub!