I sat watching and wondering if it is the times, or if it is my having lived my parenting years surrounded by the ideals of Waldorf education; but whichever (or neither) I love that the line between genders has softened so. I know that many before me worked tirelessly toward this end, and there is a copious amount of gratitude sprinkled on their graves and at their feet. From Sojourner Truth to Rosey Grier.
Yesterday Shannon was on call and Isaac had a lot of reading to do for his Philosophy class, so I had Ike and Fiona. While the grandchildren found things to do on a cold winter's day at my house, I smiled quietly to myself as I witnessed the victory of making a stand for acceptance and tolerance playing out before my very eyes. Everyday life of child's play bespeaking the success of those who chose to make a difference. Gender neutrality confidently spoken in a quiet whisper within the walls of a Grandma's home in 2011.
(In above picture you also witness some of the real, hard truth of living in a snowy climate: the coarse grains of rock salt that you can always find transferred from someone's boots to somewhere on your floor! It's all fun and games until you have to sweep a zillion times a day!)
I was crocheting this, the beginning of a light springtime shawl for myself:
and Ike wanted to learn how to crochet so I got him going. He worked diligently, all day, on a "one hundred stitch necklace" for his mama, while Fiona climbed all over the sofa, rolled and hid in my bedcovers, played with blocks, and dressed all of the dinosaurs in Mardi Gras beads.
But then I just had to laugh...cause a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. But...no willy-nilly, Bye Bye Birdie gossip going on here, this girl is making a point! Could be chatting on the phone is linked in the DNA.
But then, maybe not. I don't care for the telephone at all.
So today we are off to watch the dog sleds and meet the huskies. Oh! And I just remembered...I need to write up my pattern for the cocoon as asked. Will do when I get home tonight. If I forget, just give me a ring and remind me. Or not.