I adore my boys. Truth be told, I don’t think I’m cut out for girls. But that’s why I’m glad some of my friends have girls – it gives me some girly time, and a chance to buy girly presents.
A young friend who calls me Aunt Corrina (which I love!!!!) turned eight. And this is someone who has a highly developed sense of style. Someone who is in her first year of private school, and now has to wear uniforms. Talk about squashing the spirit. But the one thing they can choose is their hair ribbons and barrettes. So I set out today for some sort of art kit so she could make her own.
There aren’t any. Not that I could find anyway.
So we kicked it old school. Old, old school. Like back in my day. When I was eight. And I got her all the supplies to make my favorite barrettes when I was her age. Oh I wish I had gotten some pictures of the kit. But we had the dentist today and too much running around. But I got her a little bin to hold the ribbons, the bar-style barrettes, and the beads. Now if you’re anywhere near my age you know where I’m going here. Fortunately I did get a picture of the finished product.
Makes you wish you were eight again, doesn’t it?