My sister just pulled out of the driveway with my mother, and left three of us waving frantically from the window. She and her kids spent a week and a half with us; birthday-ing, camping, and just plain living. Yesterday, as we sat outside folding boatloads of laundry, pitching a baseball to her littlest one, making snacks, and everything in between, I said, “Some people actually live like this. Women all over the world are living in family groups, managing their house and children together.”
Doesn’t it sound good to you? It’s so Red Tent-ish. Imagine always having someone around to ask if your hair looks too greasy to go out, to take over flipping the pancakes while you set the table, or to hash over decisions you’ve already made (sparing your husband the torture). We may have two cars, flush toilets, independence and all the privacy we want in our society but I think we are missing out on that kind of daily community.
So what are we to do? Not all of us have sisters close by or any siblings at all.
Somehow we have to wriggle into the lives of other people, and let them wriggle into ours. It’s a long, slow process adopting sisters though, and it would be so much easier if I had mine around to start with. If you are lucky enough to have a sister nearby today, tell her to come over! Trust me.
Besides doing laundry and beans we celebrated a birthday and went camping with the rest of the family.
My sister had a unique idea for the prize at the end of the treasure hunt:
Each child was given a block of ice (frozen with food colouring in a margarine container the night before) and a fork. Inside the chunk of ice was a bracelet and ring. The kids had to chip away at the ice to get to their treasure. The more aggressive types took to smashing their ice blocks on the sidewalk.
The kayak is just about ready for its maiden voyage. Stan made it so we could nest it inside our canoe and car-top them both easily on our Saturn. Let’s hope it holds water!!
Garlic update: It’s got one week left to cure before I cut off the root hairs and green tops and store it in my basement for the winter.