Origami Foxes

I'm just writing now.  Forget sounding fancy or smooth in what I'm writing...I just want to get the gist down so I don't forget.  In re-reading previous posts, I've already discovered many entries I had forgotten and that's just sad.  The three lovelies are growing and maturing so quickly.  They'll be moving away before I know it.

Eli spent Wednesday and Thursday folding and folding many origami foxes, plotting how he could sell them for 25 cents each.  He waited in the yard in the rain on Thursday, holding the bag of foxes and his small, quickly wilting, difficult-to-read sign.  After twenty minutes or so, soaking wet, he came inside discouraged.

Yesterday morning, he had Abby's help.  He set up a small table in the front yard and displayed his array of foxes across it.  Holding a brighter sign, he stood behind the table, watching every vehicle as it passed.  Finally, one man stopped at the end of Cougar Lane and got out to ask Eli what he was selling.  He bought four.  Four origami foxes which have a slightly disturbing similarity to something I won't mention as I don't want Mom to complain about my TMI again.  Eli sold out by noon yesterday and earned $7.00.  Poor Steve, who was here to help Hans work in the garage, was even compelled to purchase a fox.  Eli saw Steve getting into his car to leave and Eli walked over and pressed his sign on the window.  He sold one to Miss Suzy, our mail lady, and one to the son of the grumpy dog-hater across the street.

Hans is going to teach him to make origami cranes now.  Wonder how much Eli can make selling those.