It was a chilly and overcast day. I'd given up hope of riding my bike outside. I had put a call into my friend Diane because I couldn't stop yawning and get my work done. Chatting with her always gets me back on my toes.
She told me she was taking her mother out to Easter shop for Eric (one of Diane's grandsons). I adore this little boy. (Very intelligent, very verbal, very observant.) Next Diane told me they were going to Michael's. Well I can't go to Michael's unless I'm accompanied by an adult—so a plan started to form. Before I could say anything, Diane suggested, "Why don't you come out here and go with us?"
Not long after that I was at Diane's with a small Fabriano Venezia sketchbook and a squeeable ball that was filled with plastic flies (visible when you squeezed the ball—something I have been meaning to give to Eric for ages). Off we went to pick up the great grandmother and hit Michael's.
Since Diane had pretty much cornered the bubble blowing end of things with a sword wand, I focused on other items, much to the dismay of Diane's mom. At least once I heard her actually say, "ick." (Which was of course in reference to my choices.)
I graduated almost immediately to a larger basket. I decided to go for a storage basket that could be reused. It contains some matching paper "grass" which you can't see, that Fabriano Venezia journal, a pack of 4 Faber-Castell Pitt pens (Black, in various widths and a brush pen; the child already has a Niji brush and some watercolors), a set of plastic pin-backed buttons (which you can fill with your own artwork!), that squeezable ball, two realistic dinosaur finger puppets, a dinosaur egg which transforms into a dinosaur, and a large, 18-inch long scientifically accurate crocodile (or is that an alligator?) with babies on its back. (The mother had requested no candy and that just makes it more interesting for me.)
We returned to Diane's where I wrapped it all up in a large cellophane bag and ribbon, and made a quick card. He'll get it today when he's with his family. With luck he'll be out sketching art for his buttons before dinner.
That's what happens when you let a Pantheist pack an Easter Basket.
Below: Detail photo showing the heads of the two dinosaur finger puppets. One dinosaur is orange and yellow, the other, to the right is a T-Rex with a tooth-filled mouth. Click on the image for an enlargement.