Soccer in the Park, the Deluge Version
We arrive early, wondering … will anyone else show up? And, is that thunder?
Why, yes. They will show up. Yes. It will rain. Yes. It will be seriously, seriously fun.Cowboys and Rainbows
Family drawing night, inspired by Soule Mama’s blog on the subject … tonight. In fact, I can’t get these kids to stop. I put Beethoven on the CD player, the kids sharpened a pile of pencil crayons, we spread big pieces of paper, and everyone got a chance to direct the subject matter. Tree. Flower. Rainbow. Bird. Cowboy. CJ didn’t get a turn, but he did a bit of scribbling, also snacking, guzzling, and excitable pencil grabbing. I’ve posted each of our cowboys. Can you guess whose is whose?
Free-Range Children
Dinner conversation (with Fooey). “Oops! Don’t worry, Mommy, you can clean it up, and then you can go and get me some more.” “Sigh. I am not your personal slave and servant.” “Well, I need a servant.”After-dinner conversation: “Can we go outside to play?” Uh, yes. Yes!
Spotted through the window: husband kicking soccer ball. Repeatedly. Using formerly broken leg. A wee bit of wincing. See evidence here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XOkyU4yctrU
And on another topic altogether, file this under things I never imagined doing: pulling out a tooth, not my own. In the dark. Whilst the child in question remained in her bunk bed. “Mommy, this tooth hurts too much to sleep.” “Well, what I can do to help?” “Can you pull it out? Please?” Small moment of silence. “Mommy, that’s the wrong tooth. That one isn’t even loose.”
For the record, the one that was extracted successfully, after much arrghing and some gore, was the one that had started out loose. Loose-ish, in my opinion. But I think she wanted it out mostly so she could try drinking with a straw through the gigantic hole at the bottom of her mouth.
Best Toy Ever
We get our groceries delivered. Yes, I know that sounds decadent, but it costs less than ten dollars and they carry everything into our kitchen. Okay, that is decadent. Who am I kidding. But look, included in the price of delivery is the Best Toy Ever. Peek-a-boo.
Sunday Afternoon
This is what they did while Mama was at a baby shower yesterday afternoon: picnic, nap, play at little park, Mary Poppins after supper of canned tomato sauce (canned last September by me and a friend) and spaghetti–everyone’s favourite. I got home in time to do the dishes.
Oh, I still have a few items left in my stores, including several cans of tomatoes, a few bags of frozen beans, and loads of frozen rhubarb … oops!!! I guess I didn’t make many desserts this winter (as my kids could testify). Rhubarb muffins planned for this week.