I’m pretty sure the reason that I’ve never gotten into Pinterest is that my mom has always done that stuff, but way better. You want a vegan-friendly, gluten-free, summer-garden, front-porch tea-party baby shower?
She grew the flowers, made all the treats, and set the table with several generations of fancy eatery ware — and all I had to do was show up in a dress that matched the theme.
So it’s really no wonder pinning and Etsying are underwhelming, she’s not the only one — Dad made, MADE, the rattle (buffed in carnuba wax, which I helpfully noted, is an ingredient in Swedish Fish — so it must be at least as nutritious should it wind up in a little mouth.)
Moms and grandmas, from my 4th grade teacher to my 4-H Leader, all came to share the afternoon and advice. I’m delighted to say that the foreign exchange student is now the proud owner of his/its first pair of little overalls and a John Deere teether shaped like an ear of corn.
Daisy the dog made it into the picture too. Smart girl, it was a really lovely afternoon.
The only thing I wish I’d done was collect everybody’s second-hand names. Everybody has a “I was almost named…” runner-up option (mine: Samantha.) Because I have no ideas. None. Naming characters is hard — naming real people is nigh impossible.
Maybe I’ll have to see if someone’s started a “Good Names” board on Pinterest.