Sunday, May 23, 2004

Crockpot worries

Talked to my folks this morning. They reported that their plan for the day was to clean the
maple twirlies out of the gutters. Dad would go up the ladder, and Mom would stand at the bottom to catch him, I guess. This was not a reassuring image.

Mothering teen boys has given me some practice with going about my day and letting worries stew in a little crockpot all their own. I don't have to watch the pot or stir it, and the worries usually turn out okay. This crockpot approach let me go on with my errands and swimming, even though I knew my eighty-one year old Dad was up on the ladder. Like a teen boy, he's going to do what he wants to do.

My mom must know about slow-cooking. She left me a phone message that they had completed the gutter endeavor without incident. They have a bumper crop of soggy twirlies that will have to dry before they can be bagged for the trash.

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