Some of my favorite girls came over Saturday for some crafting, and it was a perfect way to spend the afternoon. We hijacked the dining room table and camped out on the living room floor, armed with all kinds of art and craft supplies. Two girls worked on a quilt, two more cut flowers out of felt, another put together wedding invitations, one worked on marble magnets and I made valentines.
I’m convinced the creativity buzzing in the house could have powered an entire town.
I forgot to take photos, which is probably a testament to the fun we had. I was too busy having a good time to document that good time.
After most of the girls had left, I heard a sing-song melody that I thought was somebody’s cellphone ring. A second later, there were three knocks on the door. It was Rama, offering an armful of frozen treats from an ice cream truck.
We ate our choco tacos, chipwiches and strawberry crunch bars in the late afternoon light. I felt like a giddy schoolgirl on a Summer afternoon.