“Mom,” George asked, (he’s always asking), “What would you do if you were a fairy?”
“I don’t know,” I responded, (distracted), (busy), “I guess I would flutter around a lot.”
His response: “What a boring fairy!”
I took pretend umbrage. Wiping off the counter? Boring?!
On the contrary, I lead a rich & varied & jam-encrusted life.
We got a new couch! (I guess you could say it was needed.) We went with Craigslist after all, and were able to purchase (locally, even!) a beautifully upholstered and almost-new sofa with two matching chairs AND an ottoman, all for only 300 dollars.
|A new couch is all the excuse I needed. Hey, those family photos are few and far between!|
Of course, there was that cat hair issue, but it was nothing (achoo!) the vacuum couldn’t handle.
I was surprised by how fiercely loyal the kids were to the old couch. “Can we keep it, Mom?” they begged and pleaded. “In our bedroom? In the basement?” The ripped cushions and torn backing meant nothing to them. Instead, they looked past the saggy green wreckage and saw only read-alouds, movies, memories, and love.
And so we came to a compromise, by saying good-bye in the best way possible.
We made a few final memories and then I kicked that couch out.
Meanwhile the days are getting longer. With each passing week, the afternoon daylight lingers, and this Minnesotan is very thankful for that.
I may be a boring old fairy, you know, but the truth is, I really NEED that sun.