Fuzzy
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Carrie worked on a cake of breakfast Feta, while Francis got busy bribing her for a five dollar haircut.
“You look better with longer hair,” Collette told him.
“My friend thought those pictures of Dad on the fridge were of you,” Linnea laughed at him.
“What? The bald pictures?” Francis asked.
Puck laughed from the corner too, although half of his disciplinary measures were Francis’ fault, for instigating. Carrie stuffed the shaved hair down Francis’ back as punishment.
“What are you doing?”
“Put it in his tummy, Sun,” Puck giggled.
Meanwhile, Mom was assisting with a field trip to the Zoo for the morning and early afternoon.
Linnea took Puck bike riding in the neighborhood while Collette toted out the textbooks with Francis, who was planning to buy a motorcycle after selling the Ruckus.
And another wild bunny tick removal after another Snuggles hunt.
“I’m going to put a crocodile alarm on him, like in Peter Pan,” said Carrie. “I just have to find Dad’s old metronome.”
Carrie prepared a Rose purchase – Auntie Anne’s soft pretzels boxed mix – which tasted surprisingly like the real thing. Almost immediately, there were arguments between Francis and Linnea over the last pretzel…
“You may have the last pretzel, Francis, if…” Carrie schemed, “you hold Bon-Bon and rock her and sing “Rock A Bye Baby” – the whole thing – while I record you doing it.”
Mom returned from the Zoo with a little magnifying bug jar to put around Puck’s neck for insect inspection – just like the kid in “National Velvet” – after he had returned from a half-mile bike ride with Linnea and Collette, walking. As they trod the asphalt, Linnea recalled the good old days at church when she had – unbeknownst to Mom – brandished a pocketknife to scare the boys. Particularly John Smith, whom she and a friend had called up Tuesday night, for old time’s sake.
“I was such a bully, back then,” she said. “People wanted to hire me as their bodyguard.”
Puck, meanwhile, had burst back inside the house…
“That was a strong walk, fellas! Whew!”
The mall was calling. It had been awhile. But Linnea needed a dress for the spring formal.
She had already reserved it – a sapphire blue mermaid. Mom went in half. And Puck, who never went shopping, scouted out the variety of purses and belts in advance for his aunt, while Carrie suggested he check out the selection of suits.
And though Carrie had three business meetings slotted for the Thursday and Friday, she offered to take Linnea and Eleda to Wong Hong’s emporium of imported goods to hunt for jewelry, and to advise on the masquerade masks.
White Castle.
“Ug. They just grind up whole cows and put them in those burgers,” said Linnea. “Who knows what else they put in there. Brains.”
“Fish brains,” Puck added.
“Duck,” Collette suggested.
“Tree brains,” Puck giggled.
And Joe reported that he was busy driving a forklift.