This weekend, Nola found a crochet hook and wool attached to my Molly Makes magazine and asked me to teach her how to crochet. Even though the girls have been finger knitting for some time now, I was surprised how quickly she was able to make a simple line of chain stitch. Once Nola knew how, Kira begged me to teach her.
I taught Kiki on the same hook that my Nanny (Maternal Grandmother) taught me on so many years ago.
The girls are really into their projects and are planning on crocheting for our entire 8 hour car ride to the beach. I'm hoping they whip me up a new swimming suit on the way.
I must admit, I feel a level of comfort and satisfaction from teaching my girls a skill that many women in my family have. I have carried on a family tradition, and it feels so good.
I love the idea of multiple generations all working on the same project. For some people perhaps it is baking, a second language, or cuttings from a Grandparent's garden. How about you? Do tell!
