"No problem," I replied. "But do you have any jeans with a hole in them that G can't wear any more?"
Meg didn't blink an eye (my family is getting used to my quest for daily patch components) ... minutes later I had a perfectly worn pair in hand, all the better for having been broken in by both G and J.
I cut around the hole, the gossamer denim shape-shifting even after being pinned down. No matter. It made a perfect patch ...
"G! Can you come over to your new garden and show me your gloves?"
"Can I go back to help Pop Pop now?"
"Sure thing! Wait, can you slow down?"
so cute!
ReplyDeleteThanks!
DeleteHe's a darling little boy. I like this patch very much.
ReplyDeleteThank you ... so glad you stopped by
Deleteoh, this, or rather he is so sweet, how time flies.....
ReplyDeleteIndeed ... I often wonder "Where did the babies go?"
Delete