Wednesday, April 20, 2005

The Art Field

Last night, my sister and I (not to mention 3 of our kids) volunteered at the Festival of the Arts. We were relegated to the "Children's Art Field" which actually is not a field at all, but a tent full of stuff guaranteed to spark a child's interest.

Anne is 6 years younger, taller, and, much, much thinner than I am (she's a size 3 -- between us we would make two average sized people), with curly brown hair and a pretty heart-shaped face. She also has what my daughter calls a "butt chin" -- which, for all you more adult people, is a cleft chin. (my daughter has one too, so I suppose she is entitled to call it anything she wants) Anne's also much more serious and I think she worries enough for both of us. Even so, she is absolutely adorable and doesn't have a clue that she is.

We wound up at the headband/necklace table. Since the other volunteers had made their own (they claimed "to spark the kids" but I know better), we did too. Anne started off with a simple headband with a couple of chenille stems sticking out like bee antenna...but as time went on, she kept adding to it until at last she had a flower garden waving and nodding above her head. And she never stopped smiling the entire time.

The kids had fun too (Gavin had a chenille handlebar villain-style mustache suspended from his glasses) but not nearly so much as Anne and I did.

So we signed up again for Friday night. I can think of worse dates, and not many better ones.

8 comments:

Meepers said...

Bee-You-Tee-Ful.

As an proud owner of a butt chin (which, sadly, it appears my child will not have), I say thank you. I'm not sure why, but I love it when other people call it that - it just makes me smile. A friend of a friend once had one so pronounced we called him "The A*s".

By the way, you sound cheery today. Good stuff.

Jodie said...

Thanks! Today IS a good day. :)

Jay said...

Not bad for an old whipper snapper, eh?

:)

Gone Away said...

Life becomes too complicated and simplicity is the answer to it.

Keeefer said...

Well said Gone, i agree. The simple pleasures are always good and only bettered by the childish ones. Wouldnt it be great to be able to spend your time in the pursuit of such things?



If you said yes to that then spare a thought for the oddball Mr M Jackson.....is he really that odd or just misunderstood?.....time will tell in a court of law of course. But will that be conclusive or as vague as the OJ case? Personally i think hes a nutter being exploited.....but ive been wrong before

Rusty said...

Mmm... I want to make fun things.

Jamie said...

I so rarely find other nurses blogging, so when I saw you at Jay's I had to come. I have enjoyed what I have read so far, and can't wait to read more! Later!

birdwoman said...

I'll bet you used to fight like cats and dogs when you were kids, too, right? My own sister used to yell at me for the stupidest things, like eating cereal too loudly...

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