If you’ve ever been confused about why it’s bad manners to ask to touch black women’s hair, this video is a good education. In particular 1:12-2:36.
Also at 3:56 where Belynda Gardner tells the story of some random guy at a deli sticking his hand in her hair and touching her scalp with his fingertips. She’s super gracious about it, chocking it up to curiosity, but seriously? No, creepy dude. You cannot just feel around on my head without so much as a hello, ok? Yeeg.
You want to make her something, or help the kids make her something, but you don’t want her to feel obligated to display that object prominently for the next decade. Solutions:
I love the idea of delivering breakfast in bed while wearing these DIY Baby Masks from Oh Happy Day.
This quick Envelope Garland Banner from DIY Studio lets you fill each envelope with memories, coupons, poems, or photos.
One of the major conundrums of motherhood is what to do with all the drawings. You can bind them for her into a book, scan them and have one printed at your local print shop, or you can have the kids make her a special mom-themed book with drawings about mom and the things they like to do with her. Here’s a kid drawing book DIY from PSA Stamp Camp.
These DIY Gilded Pattern Votives and Bud Vases from Creature Comforts are sweet as is, or you could let little ones go to town with a paint pen and make some more abstract versions.
Finally, you can clear some space on the fridge by converting photos to these Tiny DIY Polaroid Magnets from Ambrosia Creative.
Look at you. So thoughtful.
Grandpa died last night. He was a tractor mechanic who met my grandmother at the restaurant where she was waiting tables. She was a divorced mother of four, whose first marriage had burned through most of her patience. She rejected Grandpa’s offers to take her out, until as a last resort he offered her a simple ride home. Grandma never learned to drive, and after that day she never had to.
She was beautiful, he told me at her funeral. And she was.
Grandpa was beautiful too, even as an old man. He had a full head of silver hair, and the build of a man who has spent a lifetime lifting heavy things. When he came in from repair work out back, he would shower, clean his nails, and comb his hair. In a fresh undershirt, he smelled like soap and pomade. He was quiet, interested in electronics, and didn’t like to talk about the war.
Grandpa was stubborn, and loving, and a good husband to Grandma. He was a good papa to my aunts and uncle, and a good grandpa to us kids. We love him, and he deserved it.
Seriously? Goblin sharks?
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