Kirsten has been wanting a pair of gloves with the fingers cut off. (Apparently it's all the rage.....again.....remember the 80's?)
Yesterday after they got home from school (Dax picked them up) she showed her Dad a black pair of gloves and asked if she could cut them.
He told her he didn't care.
She's very proud of the finished product.
There was only one teeny-tiny little problem with her project.
They're my gloves.