Everyone has a thing, some just take a long time figuring out what their thing is. This summer, I think my son has finally discovered his thing.
This week we visited Billie Creek Village, a turn-of-the-century living museum. While I was most interested in the old fashioned quilt show, and M was interested in the tools and farmstead, A was entranced once again by the blacksmith. And in fact, has decided to become a blacksmith's apprentice. Each second Saturday of the month, we'll be making a trek to meet with the Indiana Blacksmiths Guild where the kind blacksmith at the village has agreed to teach A everything he needs to know.


4 comments:
Oh dear - that may be putting too much pressure on your blacksmith to pick a girl with a candle making background.
Or brooms, she could make brooms. That should widen the playing field tons. ;)
Butcher, baker............
All three of my kids have dipped candles. And none of them can have boyfriends. Cool hobby though. He can work renaissance fairs.
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