I couldn't help myself. With my sturdy brace in place, securely restricting my hand from any painful movement, I had to see if it was possible to do some pain free crafting. And it is, albeit with some restrictions.
My husband had the sewing machine out (yes, he can sew too, when the urge strikes) so I gave it a shot. A bit tricky with the limited movement, but a very quick and simple and forgiving project, with no precision required, I can do. Some Pengwees (as C calls them). He was drawing heaps of them, and they were so sweet, they were begging to be brought to life. It was a collaborative effort.
C chose the fabrics, I hacked it up. He chose the threads, I zigzagged in a very haphazard manner. He poked the stuffing in, I zigzagged them closed. He picked out the buttons and I attempted to engage him in sewing them on, remembering that my first ever sewing project was stitching some yellow elephant buttons on to a deep purple seersucker dolls dress when I was about his age. He did manage to poke the needle through the button holes, but I did the rest.
And then he gave them names and ran off to play with them.
More creative spaces over here.