Little Bear's Adventure's
Beth found a box in the garage with 591 bottle caps. She counted. I got to climb around while she pondered over getting rid of them.
Most of the caps are over 30 years old, so they show dents from bottle openers. They're also pretty darn scraped up, because Beth used them with teaching years ago. A giant magnet used to pull up huge piles of the clunky things.
I am posing with my favorite. There are actually lots of beer bottle caps in this pile, too. Beth hid those so as not to offend anyone.
Beth kept messing with those bottle caps, so I kept climbing around. "I thought you were going to get rid of these?" I tried to keep her on task.
Beth said the magnet that picked up these caps years ago is long gone. She insisted there were still lots of important things you can do with caps.
You can count them
You can sort them
You can stack them
I reminded her that I can sit on them. Beth said she'd rather not.
I suggested we do something creative. We made a snake. Can you see me?
I thought it would be fun to spell out words. But that takes a lot of space. We made a special heart message and I sat in the middle.
Beth got tired and put the caps back in the box.
Do you think she got rid of them?
Of course not.
Some Irish Clutter
Beth has been cleaning and it worries me. What will happen when there is no clutter left for my photo shoots? How can I do an Irish pose without an Irish coin, pipe and a little Belleek china dish?
I'm not going to think about it any longer. It's almost time for some green beer.
My mom gave me this tiny bear over 25 years ago... because I like small things.