John's feast...

This is John and he's 12. A more cheerful, accomodating kid I've never known. If he knows his Dad is working on the house, he grabs his coat and is out there with him the whole time. A hard worker. He has a sewing machine set up, full time, in my quilting room and he sews most days. When he isn't sewing, he's duct taping something together. He's eternally creative and is constantly inventing things. He is rather confident and bold, admirable qualities in an adult, curious in a child. He's an optimist in the extreme. Nothing gets him down, or not for long.

His feast had an autumn theme- he's not a huge fan of winter and prefers the warmer days of summer. He said that it is not technically winter, yet. The snow outside the window was defying his logic. So he had a gazillion paper leaves shrewn across the kitchen floor- because walking in leaves is "the best." A garland of leaves down the length of the table, complete with twinkle lights and kerosene lamps. His menu was thoughtfully planned with jerky and nuts as an appetizer and corndogs with mac and cheese as his main course. Apple cider to drink and candy bar cake for dessert. Poor William is terribly sick with the tummy 'flu. But he showed up and did his part before creeping back to bed. John bought the children a movie to watch($5!) and because it was a childrens' movie, he gave Will and I extra gifts. A chocolate candy bar for his Dad and a very nice applique landscape for me. Wasn't that sweet and thoughtful? That's John!