Building an elephant.

Having become familiar with the phrase 'eating an elephant', I didn't think I'd find myself building one! And similarly the way to do it was a little bit at a time, chunk by chunk. The elephant was a Christmas present for Rhys, that I uncovered in a charity shop for a single pound. I never realised at the time the value of that simple transaction.

It has allowed us to have some special quiet time each night after the bath and story routine and it was slightly sad that the project came to an end tonight. Not one to be disheartened Rhys is now keen to progress quickly onto the cardboard T-Rex!