The 3-year old catches the butterflies in the net.
The 1-year old wears the net on her head.
The 2-year old does this:
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Pillow Talk
Me: I love you.
Will: I love you too.
Me: Would you still love me if I had no arms or legs and you had to carry me everywhere in a backpack on your back?
Will: Yes, but I wouldn't feed you very much.
Will: I love you too.
Me: Would you still love me if I had no arms or legs and you had to carry me everywhere in a backpack on your back?
Will: Yes, but I wouldn't feed you very much.
Monday, July 11, 2011
Severe Conversation Warning
A severe thunderstorm has just blown through. Here is a snippet of our conversation as Graham and I watched it roll in:
Me: Wow, do you hear that thunder?
Graham: I don't like that thunder bouncing around my ears.
Me: It's loud, isn't it?
Graham: What is thunder?
Me, searching the annals of my brain to remember: It happens when the clouds rub together and cause friction between the particles. [Which isn't really correct, apparently, after looking it up.]
Graham: No, it isn't. Look, the clouds are not moving. Thunder comes when the hugsher up top blows the trees.
Me: A hugsher?
Graham: Yes. It's the yellow lightning. It will blow the bottom house down.
Me: Oh, okay.
Graham: See that tormato on those trees?
Me: No, Graham, there's no tornado.
Graham: Yes, there is. See that tormato right there?
Me: Graham, there's no tornado. I promise.
Graham: You are upsetting me! The tormato is right there on those trees.
That's when we walked away from the window. If he could see a tornado that I couldn't, I figured I didn't want to be there anyway.
Me: Wow, do you hear that thunder?
Graham: I don't like that thunder bouncing around my ears.
Me: It's loud, isn't it?
Graham: What is thunder?
Me, searching the annals of my brain to remember: It happens when the clouds rub together and cause friction between the particles. [Which isn't really correct, apparently, after looking it up.]
Graham: No, it isn't. Look, the clouds are not moving. Thunder comes when the hugsher up top blows the trees.
Me: A hugsher?
Graham: Yes. It's the yellow lightning. It will blow the bottom house down.
Me: Oh, okay.
Graham: See that tormato on those trees?
Me: No, Graham, there's no tornado.
Graham: Yes, there is. See that tormato right there?
Me: Graham, there's no tornado. I promise.
Graham: You are upsetting me! The tormato is right there on those trees.
That's when we walked away from the window. If he could see a tornado that I couldn't, I figured I didn't want to be there anyway.
July 4th
We made last-minute plans to visit Will's family over the 4th of July holiday, and who knew it would turn out to be such a good decision? The kids had a blast with Grandma, Grandpap, and the rest of the family. Will and I got to see everyone. Everyone helped watch the kids. We were not complaining. It was nice.
We met Grandma for ice cream on Friday, then went to over to Chris's house for a cookout on Saturday night. We were slightly worried at first that there wouldn't be much for them to play with. Turns out, all you need is a creek. Crayfish are a bonus.
On Sunday evening, we went over to the campground to see Will's dad's family. Another creek. More fun for the kids, only this time, we drove away with the wet clothes on top of the van. Luckily, Will's mom noticed before we left the kids' skivvies all over the countryside.
Below is a picture of Chase that night, drinking a plastic barrel of red sugar water. I don't have a problem with them drinking it, but they don't get those at home. It was such a treat that he drank the entire thing with only one short pause for air. His love of beverages is amazing.
We met Grandma for ice cream on Friday, then went to over to Chris's house for a cookout on Saturday night. We were slightly worried at first that there wouldn't be much for them to play with. Turns out, all you need is a creek. Crayfish are a bonus.
On Sunday evening, we went over to the campground to see Will's dad's family. Another creek. More fun for the kids, only this time, we drove away with the wet clothes on top of the van. Luckily, Will's mom noticed before we left the kids' skivvies all over the countryside.
Below is a picture of Chase that night, drinking a plastic barrel of red sugar water. I don't have a problem with them drinking it, but they don't get those at home. It was such a treat that he drank the entire thing with only one short pause for air. His love of beverages is amazing.
Fun in the Fountain
One of the local malls has a fountain for kids to play in. Jayme kindly went with me to take my three unsuspecting children. I say "unsuspecting" for two reasons:
1. It was 80 degrees out, but the water was at least 20 degrees cooler.
2. If you were not carefully studying the fountain's patterns, you would get surprised by a sudden blast of icy water. This happened to Chase as he peered down to see what was inside one of the little black holes. I don't think it did much for his curiosity as the icy water shot up his nostrils.
The other two seemed to enjoy the water, and there was a train to watch, so it didn't ruin Chase's whole morning. Graham did try to encourage Chase to get in the water at one point.
1. It was 80 degrees out, but the water was at least 20 degrees cooler.
2. If you were not carefully studying the fountain's patterns, you would get surprised by a sudden blast of icy water. This happened to Chase as he peered down to see what was inside one of the little black holes. I don't think it did much for his curiosity as the icy water shot up his nostrils.
The other two seemed to enjoy the water, and there was a train to watch, so it didn't ruin Chase's whole morning. Graham did try to encourage Chase to get in the water at one point.
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