Friday, September 04, 2009


This post is a response to my daughter J9 who wrote a comment to the previous post, ELLIOT AND LORNA PATRICIA. Here's your picture of the Colorado trampoline. I was surprised all of your internal organs did not shift around, given the amount of time you and your siblings spent jostling them on this trampoline:

And about the fake Cabbage Patch dolls that I sewed for you before I broke down and bought Elliot and Lorna Patricia: They invented the old saying, "They don't have two nickels to rub together," to describe your father and me in our early years. I don't know exactly how much they pay teachers on the low end of the pay scale these days, but back then it was about $1.99 a month.

So yes, I admit I bought heads at Ben Franklin and sewed you fake Cabbage Patch dolls. But I'd like to point out how well you and your sister turned out. I think your poverty-filled youth was a character building experience--in an Angela's Ashes sort of way.


Anonymous said...

Don't worry, Mom. Even though we didn't love the homemade dolls, we knew we SHOULD love them because you put time and effort into making them, which is when we learned gratitude (very Angela's Ashes...) s.

2to4aday said...

Ah, the old gratitude with guilt lesson. All of you little Catholic girls needed it, and I was happy to provide it!

Jenny said...

We should all be so lucky to have had poor parents at one time or another. As the eldest I know I was one at one time.

W's third birthday is coming up. What do you think of cardboard box and maybe some sticks and rocks thrown in for good measure? We did just buy a new house afterall so we're not exactly rolling in it.

2to4aday said...

Gees, don't be so cheap, Jenny! Throw in a few acorns, too. W needs a little protein in addition to minerals and wood!