This is something cool that Child #5 made. She picked up my wool scraps from my latest knitting project and formed them on the arm of my chair. She told me it was a bug. In fact, as I am typing this, she is looking over my shoulder and saying, "That is my bug. Look at my bug!"The neat thing about this is that we will be doing this exact project on our first day of art when school starts. Art is just a part of their genetic makeup I guess. But not from my