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| The best I could do at putting the tube of lipstick back together. |
They bringing surprises that adult guests just don't think of.
This Thanksgiving season, I noticed that three year old Betty Blanche had on an unusual blotchy, patchy staccato style of lipstick.
"Who helped you with that?", I asked.
"My mother," she answered.
I didn't even think it was curious that Miranda had applied the lipstick in that fashion until I found my tube of lipstick when the guests were gone. I tried to reshape the waxes and oils into something less pebbley than the way Betty left it.
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| Moiya thinks the repair should just be a fancy stitch holding the two pieces back together. |
I thought the scissors had been hidden this visit. I looked at the paper and it looked like my receipts from Save-On-Foods. I didn't get a good look at the red plush cover on my bed until a day later. A nice slice up the side of it.
By the time Betty gets to Grade I, I am sure that the teacher will be pleased with her advanced cutting skills. The teacher will not know how instrumental I have been, as a grandmother, at helping her to reach that level.
Arta
hahaha! this is a riot!
ReplyDeleteI think I can repair that blanket, just with a seam. But the trouble is finding the time to take it over to Wyona's or Moiya's to get it done. I was telling Wyona that I thought I would sew right through into my old age, but this doesn't seem to be true. I can see now that a person needs a sewing room where projects can be left until they are finished. Packing the sewing machine up at the end of every day just doesn't work. I need that sewing room, if not to create new garments, just to repair old ones. Everything eventually needs a seam restitched or a zipper repaired. That is above and beyond whatever it is that Betty takes the scissors to next. I am surprised that she hasn't cut off one of her golden ringlets yet, but that hasn't happened.
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