FORTY

Matt took these silly two to the park Saturday morning while I finished up the last of the Fall cleaning. It's SO nice to have kids old enough to actually be of some help. Though it also means I have kids old enough to actually be making quite persistent messes. 

2021 week forty

A Cat and An Upsetting Finger: A Slideshow

In Vs class they did an imitation poem after The Song of Mr. Toad by Kenneth Grahame. V made it about her Teacher and it's absolutely wonderful! :)

For book character day, I dressed up like everyone's favorite half-giant, Hagrid. Notice the spider, and the tiny dragon nose poking out of my pocket. I was really pleased with how well my hair worked for my beard. 

For decades day V dressed up like she was from the 90s. I woke up in the middle of the night thinking, "She has to wear a scrunchie on her wrist!" She added the gel pens like some sort of genius. How did she know? She kept asking, "Why do you keep saying we used to do this in the 90s. Were you alive that long ago?" :) 

I took an opportunity to wear my medieval clothes (which was SO perfect because we were talking about women in the middle ages that day so I got to discuss clothing!) for decades day. 

The first tarte tatin of the season. When Matt tried it he said, "Why have you ever bothered making any other type of apple pie?" And so, we'll have it again this week. And probably the week after that.

Matt spent several hours restoring our headlights so they can actually light up the road ahead of us now. It was such a big job. The difference is amazing! 

Matt built his own Millennium Falcon with Theo. Theo contributed his X wing. 

Theo, charming the pants off of everyone at the grocery store. At least five people stopped me to comment how cheerful and lovely a boy he was.

 

Quotes:

Theo has been unthinkingly destroying things in quick succession this week. It is endlessly frustrating. On Thursday I went outside to find the hay bale I keep by the compost to be totally shredded and fluffed out everywhere. I was so mad (further consequence of this, now the chickens think this is a fun place to fluff around hay...). I yelled and got very angry with the new (honestly unfixable) mess. But then V turns to me with big eyes and says, "But Mama, Theo was just looking for fairies!" So now it's so ridiculously cute and dear that I can't even say I'm mad anymore.