Remnants of the plague. Found roghly two dozen of these cleaning Sherlock's room today. That's what I get for teaching to fold paper airplanes and then leaving the cough drop bag with him all that time.
Mycroft's skating lesson yesterday went brilliantly, although he clearly needs some sort of specialized clothing for this. His trousers did not fare well from prolonged and repeated contact with the ice, especially when that contact happened at speed. I don't know what boys typically wear to skate in - to practice in, I mean; I presume even Johnny Weir doesn't wear feathers the whole time - but it can't be hot pink lycra, which is what 90% of the girls were sporting. This is not a question I even thought I'd be presented with when I took this job. The Apple Cider Vinegar Proponent and Possible Part Owner of the Rink gave me the name of a skating shop, so we have a shopping trip in our future.
Sherlock was very good, for the most part, though he entirely refused to put on skates and instead ran around the bleachers, the cafe seating area, and the edge of the rink. I prevented him from picking up bits of trash, and he told me what they meant about the people who had been there before us.
It was interesting, actually. I wouldn't ever have thought about it, but the hole in the middle of this one piece of popcorn was exactly the shape of a very thin high heel, and the napkin did whiff strongly of Chanel No. 5, and had sort of pinky-purple lipstick on it and suddenly you can almost see the person who must've been there.
He wanted to hear a story about why she was there, and I did my best, but naturally it ended with him saying I had no evidence to support it. I said maybe he could find some. His attention span when he's interested in something truly astonishes me sometimes.
Mycroft's skating lesson yesterday went brilliantly, although he clearly needs some sort of specialized clothing for this. His trousers did not fare well from prolonged and repeated contact with the ice, especially when that contact happened at speed. I don't know what boys typically wear to skate in - to practice in, I mean; I presume even Johnny Weir doesn't wear feathers the whole time - but it can't be hot pink lycra, which is what 90% of the girls were sporting. This is not a question I even thought I'd be presented with when I took this job. The Apple Cider Vinegar Proponent and Possible Part Owner of the Rink gave me the name of a skating shop, so we have a shopping trip in our future.
Sherlock was very good, for the most part, though he entirely refused to put on skates and instead ran around the bleachers, the cafe seating area, and the edge of the rink. I prevented him from picking up bits of trash, and he told me what they meant about the people who had been there before us.
It was interesting, actually. I wouldn't ever have thought about it, but the hole in the middle of this one piece of popcorn was exactly the shape of a very thin high heel, and the napkin did whiff strongly of Chanel No. 5, and had sort of pinky-purple lipstick on it and suddenly you can almost see the person who must've been there.
He wanted to hear a story about why she was there, and I did my best, but naturally it ended with him saying I had no evidence to support it. I said maybe he could find some. His attention span when he's interested in something truly astonishes me sometimes.
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My gosh, what a clever little guy! With an eye for detail like that, I bet he'd make a great interior designer or something one day.
I'm glad Mycroft enjoyed his lesson.
He wanted to hear a story about why she was there, and I did my best, but naturally it ended with him saying I had no evidence to support it.
Awww, how cute. I think it's awesome how clever Sherlock is, and he seems very imaginative also. :)
Anon - Well, I'm sure he'd be good at it, but my mum was an interior designer for a while, and frankly I'm not sure Sherlock will ever have the patience to deal with people who say things like, "Yes, that orange exactly, except sort of more peach. With a bit of mauve in." ;)
Lupe - It's mind boggling how clever he is sometimes. They both just amaze me. I do end up imagining what they'll be when they grow up more often than I probably should, but the fact is, they really can do anything they want to.
Oh, goodness. Sherlock is a very clever little boy. Imagine, being able to picture a person with by just examine a few object. I have to say that is quite a skill. He should be proud, I bet that you are.
Good luck shopping with the clothes shopping. Despite being female, the thought of hot pink lycra frighten me. *shiver* (Green, violet or a non-neon are fine with me. I can't help but wonder why neon color are made for a skating rink...Are people channeling their inner peacocks? o.o7)
I am. I'm amazingly proud of both of them, pretty much every day. :)
Violet was the other well represented color. I don't think Mycroft would go for that either. I'm hoping for black. I'm a bit afraid he's hoping for... I don't know, tweed or something. You've never seen a 12 year old dress so conservatively.
Some color would probably be good for Mycroft, considering how you've described him, but no neon, that'd just be cruel- unless he wants neon, and then more power to him.
If he tries to convince you towards tweed, no, just no; tweed is not a well matched fabric for a sport such as ice skating. Well, it could be, but no... So says I, an apparel design student.
They can't really make tweed skating costumes, can they? God, I hope not. We're going to the shop tomorrow, so we'll see what there is.
Honestly, John, just because I don't like cartoon characters on my clothing doesn't mean I'm going to skate in a three piece suit.
Trista - Thank you for your advice. I'm not averse to color as long as it's not too garish. I'm only hoping for something not emblazoned with logos and brand names. I am not a walking advertisement.
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