(scene opens in kitchen, Carrot cooking)
Gamma: (pounding in) Mom, I broke my needle.
Me: (pauses, thinks) The one I got you today?
Gamma: (sheepish grin) Yeah. It was an accident.
Me: What were you stabbing?!
Gamma: The wool. (holds up cute needle felted doll)
Me: Wool roving isn’t that dense… (trails off, sighs, kisses Gamma’s forehead) You did a really good job on your first try. I’ll get you some replacement needles.
Gamma: Its okay that I broke it?
Me: They do break now and then, but they’re pretty sturdy so I thought you’d get more than a couple hours out of it. I’ll order some tonight.
Gamma: Thanks mamma! (runs off)