It's a "possibilities pouch".
And Steve made this for his number one son last night using some scrap leather that he got from a local shoe repair store. He even sewed it himself on my machine. My husband, if he wanted to, could so easily outshine me in every way. Lucky for me, he lets me think that I play first fiddle around here. But now you know what I've got to
compete work with over here: a complete and total creative genius. I love him for his awesomeness.
But pity me, please. :)