Sunday, January 6, 2019

May

Little boys who have a big sister sometimes get their nails painted.  
They love it. 
 Anything girls can do, boys can do, right? Sammy and B were startled by Eloise having short hair, and it occurred to B that if girls can wear their hair short, boys can wear their hair long.  They had a brief fascination with hair. 
 Springtime means art messes can sometimes be moved outside. 
 Jared's cub scout troop had a visit from a K-9 officer. 
 I had a date with B. We got a free Chick-fil-A kids meal as part of our swag at our wet, miserable 5K. 
 Eloise and I went to a card making party. 
 The woods are our other home. 
 Eloise is really into photography lately.  She can stay occupied for hours with a camera in her hands. 
 We made Sammy a sign for his room.  It looks pretty good, huh?
 Sack races in pillowcases lead to guaranteed giggles. 
 Although Jared is getting waaaay too old for kid stuff like going to the zoo, he isn't too old to get stuck, er, strategically remain in a tree for an extended period. 

 Leave the kids in the woods for a few minutes and they will start building dams. . . and poking each other. 
 I probably have about three hundred pictures of Eloise making wonky faces on my phone. 
 Sometimes she takes selfies of all of us. 
 And portraits.  Feel free to hire her.  Just be warned that she does occasionally take portraits of dog poop she finds in the grass.  I'll spare you the visual. 
 Todd and I had a date to hear David Archuleta singing with the Ensign Chorus at Benaroya Hall in Seattle.  There were a lot of teenaged girls in the audience, but it was close to my birthday, so Todd suffered it.     
 The trampoline is absolutely the best place to drink from an open cup, right?
 We got new carpet! We finally finished one of the projects we planned to do right away when we moved in. It only took six and a half years.   
 When the rug burn set in from making carpet angels, the kids spread some flour around to make snow angels.  They had a good time, but the mess took ages to clean up.  It has been hard convincing them that we shouldn't do flour angels once a week. 
 The new carpet is really soft.  It's a great place to play cards with the Christensens. 
 This is the beginning of B's refusing haircuts phase.  Sometimes he also refuses to change out of his Sunday clothes before our Sunday afternoon walk. 
 Too bad McDonald's has the worst fast food, because they have the best play place.  Sometimes we just have to stop for an ice cream cone so we can use the play area. 
 Mostly we play outside, especially when the sky is this irresistible blue. 
 One day I was running in the woods with Shadow off leash, and she disappeared into the bushes.  When I rounded a corner so that I could see her, I found that she had caught a possum.  I don't know who was more startled between Shadow and the possum.  They stared at each other for a minute before I called Shadow off, laughing out loud.  Shadow is truly an embarrassment to her wolf ancestors, and she is a few brain cells short of being a carnivore, but she's a very gentle dog, and I'm grateful for that. 
 This is at Kelsey Creek Farm. I believe Eloise is making her, "I can't believe that pig is so enormous!" face. 
 Daddy has NO IDEA that he's getting double bunny eared. 
 The kids went to the dentist.  No cavities this time. 
 Sammy is in love with his new toothbrush.  He will sleep with it beside him. 
 Jared tried something he was afraid to do on the playground and conquered it!
 Eloise followed his lead. 
 Sammy had yet another accident jumping on the trampoline with a bunch of big kids less than a year after his last broken leg scare.  He had to wear a boot for a day until we heard back from the doctor. It was only a sprain, but he had a pronounced limp for a solid week.  That is a long time in toddler time.  Aunt Cheyenne broke her ankle horribly on April 21, and she had just moved from a cast into a walking boot about a week before Sammy's accident.  They got to be boot buddies for a day. That did not make Sammy any happier about having to wear the boot.  Keeping the boot on was an uphill battle, so I'm glad it was brief. 
 This is the grey we expect from Washington skies in the spring, but summer was on its way. 

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