I owe one of our neighbors a poppy when mine start blooming. We were walking home from school the other day when Nathan picked this one for me. He picked it and gave it to me with a huge grin, saying, this is for you mom, in one motion. At the same time, I cringed and said, oh, we can’t pick other people’s flowers, honey. I still feel bad thinking about watching his face fall. He looked down at his feet and said he was sorry. I told him that I thought it was so nice of him to think of me like that, but asked him if he’d mind other people picking flowers that he’d planted. We smoothed things over, and put the flower in water when we got home.
It’s HOT here. The kids aren’t acclimated and their faces are bright red from running around in the sunshine. Willow really skinned her knee badly this morning; I need to keep her in little capri pants or something till she gets a little surer on her feet.
I don’t have to worry about my knees because my shorts no longer make it up over my thighs. Sigh. I cut off a pair of 501s to wear today. Now they’re capri-length. I hope to edge the bottom with the antique kimono fabric I bought months ago for this very project. Everyone is just fascinated with the sewing machine, though, which makes it hard for me to use. If I can pull it off, I have two or three more pairs of jeans in the drawer, more kimono fabric and some funky silk belts that I can make more with. The jeans I got at a friend’s clothes trading party. They’re all miles too long on me, but I can button them. Would it be totally out of line for me to stop a short stout woman on the street and demand to know where she gets her clothes? I’m only five feet tall, and when I’m carrying extra weight I seriously cannot find ANYTHING to fit me. I have to hem or cuff or wear skirts way longer than they were intended to be.
Say it with me now: self absorbed
The kindergartners turned in their Leprechaun traps today. I’ll have to get a picture of Nate’s; it’s really cute. One was covered in wilted clover. That cracked me up. I think that Nate will be disappointed when he doesn’t catch anything. I wonder if I can find a Leprechaun doll before the 17th, then I could put it in the trap and tell him that they freeze when you catch them. Maybe not, though, that might be a little upsetting.