For every birthday in the family, my mother gets out her watercolours and makes a homemade card. It’s a tradition. Anyone of us would be insulted to get a store-bought card.
Here is the inside of this year’s birthday card to Boy in Black, my tall son who has devoted most of his energy this year to Ultimate Frisbee. The card shows five of the cats in our household — Salem, Trouble, Rachel, Rogue, and Emmy — talking to each other. Here’s the dialogue.
“Hey, Trouble. I hear it’s the tall one’s birthday. He is pretty old.”
“No, Salem, humans live longer than we do. I hear he is very smart. Right, Rachel?”
“Then why is he always chasing that round thing that he can’t eat when he catches it?”
“I think it’s a game like when we chase a catnip mouse. What do you think, Emmy?”
“I don’t have a clue, but I think I peed on it.”
8 comments:
I just love reading about your family. You are all so creative and unique.
AWESOME!
I love that your mum ended with the cat who peed on something.
I wish I had a mother who had a sense of humour like that, instead of a judgment about every little thing. I wish the same thing about my in-laws.
And then I realise why it's such a tall order to ask that I become a more dispositionally generous person... it just wasn't bred in my bones.
But your blog, it regularly reminds at least to try to take people and situations as they come.
I hope the tall boy had a very happy birthday.
Love it!
That is a lovely tradition, and an awesome card.
too funny!!!!
LOL! Your mom is awesome!
I just love the watercolors like your mom! I think it's a good way to spend the time.
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