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| If you leave a bucket of utility sand in the backyard, it will instantly become play sand. Just a cautionary tale for others. Also the wind wasn't blowing Theo's hair back like that. That is just what it does sometimes. |
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| Our photos this week perfectly match what we spent our time doing: being outside in the soft spring air. |
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| Giving silly kisses. |
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| My lovely Vera. (until she and Theo tried to reenact "Hop on Pop" on my back) |
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| I feel so connected to the ages when I make bread. Except that I use a mixer because who has 15 minutes to stand and knead bread? Not even "the ages", this is why they discovered sponge and sourdough starters. |
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| Just your ordinary mid dinner prep with a little goblin. Note the bear (or "Bo") that Theodore is holding at the bottom of the photo. |
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| My children do not appreciate the lengths I go to get them to be quiet when I need them to be. I'll spend an hour on an activity that will keep them quiet for 20 minutes. Moana felt doll dress up. |
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| Born a poor young country boy, Mother Nature's son. |
V- "Can I bring this playdoh to the park?"
Me- "No. Then you'll be distracted from playing with your friends."
V- "But I can play baseball or football with them with this playdoh!"
Me- "Do you know what those games are?"
V- "No."
Me- "No playdoh at the park."
V- "I'm playing footsies with you!"
Matt-"I don't want you to pull my sock down with your toes."
This conversation happened twice this week.
V brought me a menagerie of stuffed animals and proceeded to name them all for me.
"This one is Tuna, and this one is Luna. This one is Edda. And here's Fredda. And I think this one is named Inga."
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