A child’s workbench
My daughter, who is five now, has been interested lately in helping me in the workshop. This is good because it means I can spend time woodworking without abandoning her all Sunday afternoon, but it also limits the complexity of my work, because a woodworking shop is, obviously, no place for an unattended child. I’ve been trying to find projects we can work on together; we made a few squirrel feeders back in the fall, with simple nails for holding cobs of dry corn, and now we’re building a winter warming shelter for chickadees (since a bird house would go unused for a few months).
For Christmas I bought her a few tools of her own — hammer, screwdriver, tape measure, try square, and carpenter’s pencils — never underestimate the value of rectangular pencils in making a child feel like a real carpenter! More important, I built her a workbench of her own. Read on
