credit for it.”
“Of course! Far be it from me to stand in the way of extra credit,” Mary Beth said. “Would you like me to help you look for one?”
“Only if you can tear yourself away from that chair,” Kate teased.
“Ha, ha. Thank goodness my assistant cleaned the back room,” Mary Beth said. “Should be easy to find one that will work.”
“I hear she’s quite talented,” Kate said.
“That’s what I hear too,” Mary Beth countered. “Hey! How about the box the new refrigerator came in? We haven’t gotten rid of it yet, have we?”
“That would be great!” Kate said. “I broke it down, but it would be easy to tape it back up. Plus the girls can cut it down to whatever height they need.”
Mary Beth helped Kate load it in her car and then gave her a hug.
“Don’t worry, Kate. Vanessa will be fine. You’re a great mom. And soon enough she’ll be eighteen, and you won’t have to worry about Harry anymore. It will be up to her if she wants to see him or not.”
Kate groaned. “Thanks, I think. I’m not sure I want to be reminded that my baby will be an adult soon.”
“Well, she will be. We all get older, even if we don’t grow up.”
****
Kate arrived back home, big cardboard box and two steaming pizzas in hand. She put the pizzas in the oven to stay warm and lugged the box into the living room. She smiled at the sight of two brown heads bent over a poster. It looked like a tornado had gone through the room and scattered art supplies to every corner. Thankfully, the walls were unmarked.
“Hey girls! Dinner’s here, along with your box,” she said.
“Hi Mom,” said Vanessa.
“Oh hey, Mrs. Stevens,” said Mackenzie. “Look! We’re almost finished! What do you think?”
Kate walked over to the oasis of calm in the middle of the floor. On the top of the poster and the flyer, they had written “Blanket Haiti” in big colorful letters.
“That’s a great name for our project! Who came up with it?” she asked.
“I did!” Mackenzie piped up. “But it’s not really my very own idea. My mom bought some sheets from a company called Blanket America. She told me they make a donation to the needy for each sale they make. I figured they wouldn’t mind if I used that, since we’re kinda doing the same thing, and they support Haiti too!”
“That’s great,” Kate replied, “and I love all the colors.”
The flyer featured a tall stack of hand-drawn blankets, each one a different color—from bright blues and fluorescent pinks to pale greens and sunflower yellows.
Three poster boards taped together on the shorter ends made for a very tall tracking poster.
“Look, Mom. We drew the outline of forty blankets on this. You can color in a blanket for every three you collect!”
“How does this sound, Mrs. Stevens?” Mackenzie said and handed her the flyer.
Kate took it and read aloud:
Blanket Haiti.
Volunteers from Stony Point Community Church are heading to Haiti to be of service at Light of Hope Orphanage. In conjunction, the Hook and Needle Club hopes to make and collect at least 120 summer blankets for the orphans and the workers who care for them. Make one (or seven) or donate your like-new extras! They should be lightweight and twin-size. Drop off your blankets at A Stitch in Time before June 15. See Mary Beth or Kate at the store for more information. You can make a difference!
Kate turned to the girls. “Perfect! This is really wonderful. Mary Beth is going to be thrilled, and I’m sure your teacher is too. The only thing I see that needs changing is that you need to add that the church is accepting cash donations as well.”
The girls beamed and went back to drawing.
“When do you want to eat dinner?” Kate asked.
“As soon as we’re done with everything,” Vanessa said. “Thanks, Mom!”
After dinner, Vanessa and Mackenzie covered the box in brown paper and wrote ‘Blanket Haiti Blanket Drop’ in large letters on one side and drew piles of
“Of course! Far be it from me to stand in the way of extra credit,” Mary Beth said. “Would you like me to help you look for one?”
“Only if you can tear yourself away from that chair,” Kate teased.
“Ha, ha. Thank goodness my assistant cleaned the back room,” Mary Beth said. “Should be easy to find one that will work.”
“I hear she’s quite talented,” Kate said.
“That’s what I hear too,” Mary Beth countered. “Hey! How about the box the new refrigerator came in? We haven’t gotten rid of it yet, have we?”
“That would be great!” Kate said. “I broke it down, but it would be easy to tape it back up. Plus the girls can cut it down to whatever height they need.”
Mary Beth helped Kate load it in her car and then gave her a hug.
“Don’t worry, Kate. Vanessa will be fine. You’re a great mom. And soon enough she’ll be eighteen, and you won’t have to worry about Harry anymore. It will be up to her if she wants to see him or not.”
Kate groaned. “Thanks, I think. I’m not sure I want to be reminded that my baby will be an adult soon.”
“Well, she will be. We all get older, even if we don’t grow up.”
****
Kate arrived back home, big cardboard box and two steaming pizzas in hand. She put the pizzas in the oven to stay warm and lugged the box into the living room. She smiled at the sight of two brown heads bent over a poster. It looked like a tornado had gone through the room and scattered art supplies to every corner. Thankfully, the walls were unmarked.
“Hey girls! Dinner’s here, along with your box,” she said.
“Hi Mom,” said Vanessa.
“Oh hey, Mrs. Stevens,” said Mackenzie. “Look! We’re almost finished! What do you think?”
Kate walked over to the oasis of calm in the middle of the floor. On the top of the poster and the flyer, they had written “Blanket Haiti” in big colorful letters.
“That’s a great name for our project! Who came up with it?” she asked.
“I did!” Mackenzie piped up. “But it’s not really my very own idea. My mom bought some sheets from a company called Blanket America. She told me they make a donation to the needy for each sale they make. I figured they wouldn’t mind if I used that, since we’re kinda doing the same thing, and they support Haiti too!”
“That’s great,” Kate replied, “and I love all the colors.”
The flyer featured a tall stack of hand-drawn blankets, each one a different color—from bright blues and fluorescent pinks to pale greens and sunflower yellows.
Three poster boards taped together on the shorter ends made for a very tall tracking poster.
“Look, Mom. We drew the outline of forty blankets on this. You can color in a blanket for every three you collect!”
“How does this sound, Mrs. Stevens?” Mackenzie said and handed her the flyer.
Kate took it and read aloud:
Blanket Haiti.
Volunteers from Stony Point Community Church are heading to Haiti to be of service at Light of Hope Orphanage. In conjunction, the Hook and Needle Club hopes to make and collect at least 120 summer blankets for the orphans and the workers who care for them. Make one (or seven) or donate your like-new extras! They should be lightweight and twin-size. Drop off your blankets at A Stitch in Time before June 15. See Mary Beth or Kate at the store for more information. You can make a difference!
Kate turned to the girls. “Perfect! This is really wonderful. Mary Beth is going to be thrilled, and I’m sure your teacher is too. The only thing I see that needs changing is that you need to add that the church is accepting cash donations as well.”
The girls beamed and went back to drawing.
“When do you want to eat dinner?” Kate asked.
“As soon as we’re done with everything,” Vanessa said. “Thanks, Mom!”
After dinner, Vanessa and Mackenzie covered the box in brown paper and wrote ‘Blanket Haiti Blanket Drop’ in large letters on one side and drew piles of
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