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Vera at the park pt 1

2017 week six

Vera at the park pt 2

When Matthew got home from Germany, Vera knew there were treats in his suitcase. He refused to give her any unless she could drag the suitcase to him. She did it, even with the added weight of a little brother (notice the dandelion cup in his hand).

I think she was happy to have Matthew home.

Happy Birthday little Fridel Deedel. 

At Target. Vera was really excited to be Lego Batman.

Apparently this is the look I give Matthew when he says something snotty like, "Are you sure those are cooked all the way through." Get out of my kitchen.

Everyone was excited to find a child-sized toilet in the family restroom. He didn't use it, he just thought it was a fun game. Actually, he might be trying to wink at me in this photo.

Gardner baby trying to figure out how to get around this chicken wire to dig in the real garden. A bucket of potting soil is not enough for him. He wants the composted cow manure. Then he wants to stamp those cow manure footprints down the hall and on the couch. One day this week he came in toting his usual cup of dirt and dandelions and poured most of it onto Matthew's head as he was laying on the floor. He is given a bath every night because he is usually covered in a fine layer of sandy dirt. And I absolutely cherish it. 

I came in from outside because I heard Vera excited squeal, "Look what I made Papa! It's a ship!" It was such a tender moment for all of us. Vera had been quietly constructing a lego creation to bring to show Matthew. It promptly got put on the shelf by Matthew's lego truck.

Matt was coaching Vera through a game of Sudoku with Theo's little arm across his neck. A few minutes later they were tumbling around in a huge down blanket on the floor giggling and squirming. I turned to Matthew and told him, "Drink this in. This is pure happiness." Sometimes I have to stop myself during the day to drink in and try to remember how happy our little lives are together.

In the yard collecting dandelions in his cup. All day. Every day. Our yard is only too willing to yield up scores of sunny little flowers for my Mother Nature's Son to collect. 

My favorite store. Lush. Look Matthew! Look at the size of these soap blocks! I was so tempted.

Quotes:

While I was making dinner Vera asked if we could play Candy Land I told her not until after dinner, Maybe. She then proceeded to lay out the directions for play.
Me: Yes, I know how to play Candy Land.
Vera: Yes, well I DO TOO!

"Hundred and Wonder Dalmatians." She's been all about this movie this week.

"Mama, what is pain?" Excuse me, are you an alien?

"Mama, when will we be dead?" What is going on in your little head?

"Oooh! Mama! I want to see your blood! Can I see it run down your neck! Wow! Look at all that blood. I LOVE to see your blood. Now she's sewing your neck with blue thread!" The running commentary at the dermatologist while I had a cyst excised. 

Chanting, "Compost, compost, commy commy compost."  Probably this is what people chant who believe composting is a hippie liberal idea. Haha.