It was decided, rather quickly. Grandma was making a plan to drive out to Aunt Karen's house, and from the other room the small girl overheard. The decision was made before Grandma knew it. The girl must go along!
Every one of the three small people in this home know how fun it is to go to Aunt Karen's house. There is always something to do. There is never a reason to be 'bored'. No one would think of being bored, not at Aunt Karen's house.
And so it became a girls together day. There was the drive to the aunt's tidy and welcoming spot just down the road. There was the news upon arrival that the uncle would be out as soon as a much-needed nap could take place. AND there was Play Doh. Not just any old Play Doh but the kind with rolling pins, cookie cutters, and very important implements to make very important items. Cookies, and such.
This was all well thought out because Grandma and Aunt Karen wanted to visit. It had been a while and so there was a lot to catch up on. Sisters like that sort of thing.
Everyone there who saw this small girl, loved her. Heads turned. The waves parted. They all wanted to do her nails, so the Boss had to settle whose turn it was (several girls were disappointed).
When it was time to go, she had the most perfect looking finger- and toe-nails. She proudly showed them to Grandma. Later her mother was wowed and impressed, her brothers slightly less so. But all thoughts of prettiness instantly evaporated when the fire pit was set with wood, and lit. No worries about 'spoiling' her manicure. This girl could handle fire sticks just as deftly as her brothers, nail polish or not.
It was a very satisfying evening, spent doing what every kid longs to do.
And when you're a kid, there can never be too many sticks.
See you along the way!
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