A Mooving Day Of Fun
I just had to share the Cow Appreciation Day notice with my daughter. She sounded interested.
"Would you like me to make something? I have eight yards of holstein fabric."
"Oh, something easy, like capes," she said.
Capes? No way. I make pillowcase dresses for poor children as a ministry outreach. I made dresses for her daughters, pajamas for her son and an apron for her. For her husband, I made a holstein cape.
I live too far from a Chick-fil-A to warrant a trip, but when four grandkids came unexpectedly, I asked if they wanted to go. Two wanted to dress up for the day and I began sewing them pajamas. The day before we went Grandpa and grandson painted white clothes with black splotches and big sister put white on black clothes. She also worked her crochet hook to create a tail and ears on a headband. Seeing their work, I sat up late that night and made a frilly apron for myself.
We converged on the McCain Mall restaurant at McCain Boulevard near my daughter's house. She brought a friend and her son. The teenager granddaughter had painted faces with black blotches. One even made an realistic cow head and udder. My daughter had made cow ears that she attached to headbands. A couple granddaughters made cloven hoof mittens. Under the holstein pillow case dresses the little girls wore black tights.
We made a herd of cows. Our herd caught the attention of other customers and the manager. He brought out the mascot for pictures by the Chick-fil-A sign as the busy afternoon traffic slowed with gawkers staring at us.
Then he escorted us to the counter, "These get whatever they want."
And we enjoyed every bite of our meals. The littlest children enjoyed a half hour of fun in the enclosed playground and the adults visited.
A pleasant, fun break in the middle of a hot week of summer.