Corsages

We were talking to my mother-in-law on the phone last night, having missed her coming and going on Mother’s Day.

She said that one of her grandsons called her the other day and said something like, “Grandma, don’t you know how to make corsages? Real ones? With real flowers, I mean?”

Well, yes, she has a fair amount of experience making corsages, as a matter of fact.

Well, he and some of his friends wanted to make their own corsages for some big to-do, he said. Could she come teach them?

Could she? She canceled previous engagements and went. She had both boys and girls - which got interesting because some of the girls didn’t want to see what they were going to be getting, and at least one of the boys also thought that some temporary secretiveness was in order if this project was to be done right. So there had to be different shifts and a bit of maneuvering, etc.

Mom J. said the kids were great. (One boy did have a bit of trouble, it sounds like, with the concept of building corsages from the back to the front, but that’s all right. The job got done.) She had a blast. She loved working with those kids.

Perhaps it sounds silly but I like knowing that there are teens out there that want to make their own corsages and who will happily enlist a grandmother to teach them how to do a good job.