As our country continues to stuggle through one of its darkest periods in our history, we had a ray of light visit us at the workshop today. Two-year-old Shay was out walking the neighborhood with her Mom and one-year-old sister, Alanna. As Shay shyly made her way out of the bottom of her stroller, we brought out the prototype of "Charlie's Stool."
"Shay, would you like to sit on our stool?" As we backed away a safe distance, she ambly sat down and smiled, her big, blue eyes bright with joy. While sitting on the stool, a moving truck drove by, which, to any two-year-old eye, looked like a UPS or FedEx truck. Shay smiled, pointed and said, "Look, package truck."
With her astute observation, Derek decided on the spot that Shay should "get a package." So we gave her the stool, all ready to color, paint, stain or just sit on, whatever she chooses.
Shay, Alanna and their Mom rolled up the sidewalk, the stool nestled safely in the bottom of the stroller. She turned and waived, "Bye-bye," and our hearts melted. It is the smile and wave of a toddler that can help alleviate some of this heaviness we are all feeling.
We went back into the workshop, carrying Shay's smile with us. Not only did we stain and use "Madame Glossy" on a Tahoe table, but we also finished the "T54" (our 54" Tahoe coffee table), cut out Montana (thank you Doug W!), finsihed up four more cutting boards (we have them back on the website, AND! we were able to make a special wedding cutting board gift, thanks to cousin Trina!), and we finshed up one set of Cornhole. Not a bad Friday. Hope you all stay safe and healthy.