“I’m not watching that stupid little kid movie.” “Well, we are going to see the sequal as a family, so you can either watch this with us, or be totally confused tomorrow when we’re at the theater,” her mom said.“Fine, I’ll watch it.”Her sister was obsessed with the books, and even got them in hardback … More Witches & Wizards
Most of the time they’d meander back and forth down a street or two passing the cars covered with a sheet, wondering what sort of treasure was hiding underneath, and then head home. Other days they’d venture down to the circle drive with the funny name that made them all giggle. … More Bike Rides & Baby Blankets
Packing on layers of tights and black leggings she felt so bulky and awkward. There was the tiny undershirt and then the long sleeved shirt her mother also insisted that she wear. Then she put on the big black body, complete with tail and waited patiently for her mother to fasten all the snaps. Finally with a little pink nose, whiskers on her face, and ears on her head, the little girl was ready to head out into the cold. … More Something Spooky This Way Comes
Afternoons started with her grandmother quietly waiting outside the prefab building where the little girl would spend first, second, and even the fourth year – with a different teacher – of her elementary education. Their walk would ensue with passing across the breezy campus down a decently busy street that ran through their neighborhood. They continued over what was a drainage culvert on one side, but on their side, looking below the bridge was a view with rocks, discarded concrete, and the overgrown foliage produced by the negligence of whatever city worker forgot to trim it back. … More Anatomy of a Baby Blanket: Take Two
Memories of a rose colored Lazy Boy recliner with the foot rest up, crochet hook in hand, her grandmother watched her stories. There was The Bold & the Beautiful, along with The Young & the Restless. If others were watched, the little brown-haired girl didn’t recognize them. She would reenact these stories with her sister and their Barbie Dolls, dressing them up and driving them around their Playskool doll house. The Barbie’s were of course too tall for the house, but the girls didn’t seem to care. … More Crocheted Summers
Not exactly sure how it started, but she remembered her grandmother always watching her “soaps,” never without a crochet hook in hand, the girl with the red hair became infatuated with making the cutesy stuff most people no longer took the time to learn. … More Anatomy of a Baby Blanket
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