It is that time in 8th grade health again. Egg parenting. My daughter decided to have twins. They have names. She is fairly solicitous (although she *did* forget to bring them or make other arrangements for them during guitar lessons lessons today. Ooops). She is very funny - we were driving around earlier and I took a corner faster than she was comfortable with, and clutching her basket cried "Think about my babies!" They are to accompany her for another 5 days...
It was a bizarro day. Sun, clouds, sprinkles, downpours, sun, breeze... Petals and blossoms covering the ground. During the sunny interludes, the air was filled with cotton fluff from the cottonwoods - the only real 'snow' we seem to get here. I love it when the air is filled with things... Petals, leaves, fluff, small-winged-things... Feels magical. I want a 'term' for it. Air "decorations" is the closest I've come - but that doesn't really cover it. Other suggestions?
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This is such a great idea! what happens if they..you know..break?
That is a wonderful concept, air decorations...hmm. I want to think about this too. :)
What a lovely story about your daughter and her babies. I really enjoy your sky filled thoughts.
Wind bits?
How does it feel to be the grandmother of twin ... eggs? (And who do they take after? :) Do the boys have to do the same thing? My older son is also in 8th grade and I think it would do him a world of good...
PG and Andrea - The grandmother tag is a bit disconcerting... I think they definately get their sense of humor from my daughter. :-)
Yes - the boys 'parent' as well. It's an equal-opportunity health class. (I believe if one breaks, you lose a LOT of points!! The teacher initials each egg so that you can't try to sneak a replacement in, in case of accidents).
Gina - I like that... "Wind bits"... Still doesn't quite capture the feeling it evokes for me. Will have to keep thinking...
What a great experience for your daughter! Twins however are really really hard work... I have a number of sets of twins in my family, including my younger sisters... and even though I was only 10 when they were born, I can remember how overwhelmed my poor mum was!!!
I *still* have my egg baby! Her name was Shelly. :)
As for the bits floating around, I've always thought of them as Fairy Fluffs.
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