A Fidget A Fadget

Are you a fidgety person? It seems the older I get the more fidgity I get. Always having to do something with my hands. I think its worry. Ever since my daughter left home for college 8 years ago, graduating and now living out on her own, Ive never stopped worrying about her. Im working on that.

I think thats why I took up to Crocheting so much. Crochet helps me deal with fidgety nervousness. 

Come to think about it, Ive been fidgety as far back as I can remember. When I was in school, I would pick erasers off the end of a pencil, doodle or peel paint off the tables. Ok let me ask, "who remembers doing that"? The layers of paint would peel like rubber. 

I will still snap the clip off a pen if I have it in my hands long enough. 

Well its seems latley everywhere I look, Im seeing theses fadgets (fidget gadgets) all over the internet. 

A guy at work just bought him a "spinner". 

 

Then I see there are now fidget boxes for sale.  If you google "fidget toys" or "stress toys" you will see it goes way beyond stress balls.

 

I laugh but then I remember the worry beads I made myself a while back. I keep these on my desk at work. I fidget and flip these things all day long sometimes.  

 

Hey, it keeps me from rolling important papers into straws. 

In todays society, people are always looking for a form of stress relief. Isn't that something?  Out of all the technology in the world, we often revert back to the simple toys. They do not use data and do not require batteries. Now where is my slinky? 

Would you or do you use a fadget for fidget? 

A Day With a Six Year Old

I miss my daughter being small and curious. I miss teaching her new things and showing her the world.  So I was happy when my little six year old niece came over, we spent almost all day playing, talking and learning things. 

I also forgot how a kid will wear you out. 

We stayed outside as it was a warm sunny day. I let her tell me all about caterpillars and the man in the moon. You see how the conversations can go from one extreme to the other? 

I showed her honeysuckles and taught her how to taste the sweet nectar. 

 

I was not sure if she would be alergic to them or not so in my defense, I only showed her the trick and told her not to put it in her mouth. What was I thinking? 

 

 

She could not resist tasting the liquid sugar. I think every kid should know about honeysuckles, dont you? 

She loved the taste and slurped about twenty of them. (I haven't gotten a phone call yet).

We later took a nature walk around the yard. We gathered every colored leaf, flower, rock and stick we could find as I was careful to keep her away from any poison oak I saw. I didnt speak of the poision leaves because she would curiously have to test them too.

 

According to my fitbit, we walked around the yard almost three miles before settling down to learn about some moss we found on the ground. Thats when the idea struck to create a fairy garden. 

 

We didn't get to finish the fairy garden because it was time for her to go home. I had to assure her I would keep an eye on it.

We all went out to dinner that night. She had a fit to sit beside me at the table because I was the favorite aunt that day. She asked what kind of work I do. I told her I worked in an office. She looked at me with big brown eyes and with a puzzled look on her face says "Oh and I thought you were an artist." As soon as I accepted that as a compliment she says, "I Think you could make things out of trash". Then suggest I start collecting trash.

Where do they come up with this stuff?

And I think I heard why they call it "the man in the moon" at least ten times. 

Why? Because of craters.