Life continues to be rich and full of acorns in the Miser Family Household. On a whim, I brought home a bunch of the acorns that are lining the sidewalks of our college campus, and drew faces on them:
They're not wearing masks, but my husband points out that's okay because they're only heads, so they already have anti-bodies. (Oog). This leads us to this week's Family Fun Foto theme:
Make a Face. Not your own.
In the middle row, we present a crab face eating my grandchild, two awesome faces that K-daughter and A-child made from wooden blocks, and happy food: "D baked cupcakes from scratch and made the icing!". And we end with Y's reason for being happy: "Just spent 30minutes digging my fingers through all the crud that was stuck in my vacuum cleaner. But at least it was satisfying to see if working good as new afterwards." If you can't quite see it, her clean feet are pointing at the two pieces of the (de-gunked) vacuum cleaner with smiley cord, on a very very clean floor.
In row three,
- L1 gives us a dog smile. (She posted this and asked, "Is anyone surprised").
- N-son is working construction with his brother-in-law this week, and he drew a happy blue face (paradox, anyone?) on one of the scraps of wood on site.
- And whooooo do you think knitted an owl face? (I asked I-daughter if she did that just for us, and she said, "No, I started the owl ages ago... But this week's theme is conveniently timed ")
- L2 made the kind of face she makes when she's in a nail salon, although I have to add that unless it's the kind of nail salon that also has hammers and cordless power tools, I'd make a "help me!" face.
- And finally, the granddaughter of my next-door neighbor is so entranced by the acorn people on my own porch, that she's started collecting and shyly delivering more acorns to me. I made three people for the next door porch, in thanks. (These ones have hair, of a sort).
While my husband and I are in the (cross-fingers) last throes of battling bedbugs, I-daughter is wisely avoiding the inside of our home. In place of church and waffles on Sunday morning, we've started a lovely tradition of going for Sunday afternoon walks, which I find so pleasant that I almost want to thank these little pests for instigating our new rambles. This past week, we did a four-+ mile loop into a series of woods and marshes that are just a mile from my old home, and yet that I just discovered THIS summer, after 28 years living in my little city.