Levon and August came over this morning because Jessie had some things she needed to do and those little guys were so sweet. I made a big pot of oatmeal for their second breakfast with raisins and toasted pecans and honey and they ate with their Boppy. I made up a loaf of sourdough and set it to rise and then I was mostly at their service. I sat on the couch for awhile and finished up August's blanket while the boys were watching two of the most annoying kids' shows I've ever seen in my life. One of the shows, P.J. Masks, kept talking about how these blighted tiny super heroes were going to "save the day" and I told the boys that super heroes have been saving the day since I was a kid. We tend to think that the shows we watched were a lot better and some were pretty great but some were horrible. Do you remember Roy Rogers? I could never figure out how it was that half the time Dale and Roy and the good guys were on horses and the rest of the time they were in Jeeps. And the dang bad guys were always doing something that required the actions of a posse. It made no sense whatsoever.
Still, the cartoon shows we watched were superior and that's just the truth. From Bugs Bunny to Yogi Bear, from the Flintstones to the Jetsons, we had some excellent viewing choices.
Levon went and found the fabric I bought with heavy equipment printed on it and said that I could now make his blanket since August's was done. I told him that I would start working on it later, after they went home which inspired him to ask when they were going home about every five minutes. He didn't really want to go home, he just wanted me to make his blanket. And a pillow. After they left I did wash the material but I have to admit that the sewing machine is still in its case.
Levon helped his Boppy dig some holes to plant tomatoes in. August was not interested in that activity but he did want to look at my make-up and jewelry. I remember how fascinated Owen used to be with my make-up. I do tend to have interesting and sparkly eyeshadow. Not that I ever wear it. Anyway, he picked me out a lovely necklace to wear as well as a pair of earrings and then he wanted me to put eye shadow on. He picked out the colors and I complied. I asked if he wanted some and he said he did and he picked out his colors and I carefully brushed his eye lids with sparkles.
No, not millions I told him. We talked about that a little bit and I said that people do get their bodies hurt sometimes but sometimes we get our hearts hurt. I asked him if he'd ever gotten his heart hurt. He asked me what that meant. I tried to explain by saying, "Well, what if you had a really good friend and you asked him if he wanted to play and he said that no, he did not want to play with you. Would that make your heart hurt?"