Beanie was feeling left-out today as Jeffrey and his dad broke out the Chemistry set. So to waylay the tears, I took Bean down to my sewing room, and told him I would make him whatever he wanted. He wanted an apron. He chose the fabrics, the color, the style and the trim. He liked the main fabric because “Rockets make it for a boy, mom!” Just nevermind the rest of it. I’m so glad my husband doesn’t care about nonsensical things like a boy in a pink blanket sleeper with a ruffled apron. In our house, that’s just normal.
Life snapshot: Right this moment, Jeffrey is watching a History Channel show about UFO’s, Abby is in the wingchair flipping through a magazine- (it happens to be American Rifleman) and Benie is still wearing the above outfit, and wrestling with his dad on the couch. We had hamburgers and tater-tots with homemade ketchup for dinner.