Warning: May Contain Nuts

It is rainy today.  I am so incredibly thankful.

But here’s a peak at what the heat and humidity have been driving us to do every afternoon.

Oh what? You think that's some kind of fog because the lense was too cold? Maybe. But I'd like to think that the camera just captured the weight of the muggy humid air.

Chocolate ice cream cones. Her favorite dessert right now. See how she's eyeing you suspiciously? You might want to step away slowly.

Grass from the Slip N Slide. Chocolate ice cream from the freezer. Perfection.

I was in the living room this morning while the kids pretended to eat plastic fruit at the table.  They were playing Market and had purchased the fruit just moments before. I doubt they washed it though.  Those little people aren’t all that down with proper food preparation ever since someone taught them to try a grape in the grocery store before they select a bag to take home.

Anyway, they were in the dining room.  I was on the love seat. That’s when she fell off the dining room chair and her chin was covered in blood.

She fell in her room yesterday and bloodied her mouth then. At first I thought she’d just aggravated that mouth injury, but then as I wiped some blood off of her face I saw the puncture wound.  That sharp little snaggle tooth had pierced her skin.  I couldn’t see how badly. She didn’t want to hold still for me. She wanted me to call Poppy.  So I did.

I held her on the sofa with an ice star in one hand and her blanket in the other, her thumb unable to soothe. Poppy arrived and she laid completely still while he wiped off the blood and determined that she hadn’t bitten all the way through it. A top lip laceration and one just below it too.  No stitches necessary. Ice chips seem to be the very best medicine.

Cage Fighting isn't for Wimps

I’m not that good with counting days – of any kind. For the first three years we were married, I couldn’t remember Jud’s birthday correctly.  It’s a blessing and a curse.  Look! You don’t have to remember the anniversary of our first date or when we went to that one place or the other or our wedding day and all that.  In return, I will forget to purchase cards and gifts for you.  That last part is the curse.  I’m just terrible about it and I know I’m not supposed to be since I am a GIRL, but I’ve just kind of come to terms with it.  I used to stress out about it but never actually alter my behavior.  I don’t stress about it anymore. I figure the fact that I make our kids floss their teeth every night is more important than remembering to make them cards for their half birthdays.  Their dentist will be happy at least.

Ahem.

They earned all seven stars.  They are happy. I have so enjoyed the peace and am looking forward to holding the use of the Slip N Slide over their heads as a daily reward for helping their sibling.  And they did this amazing amount of helping each other over these past seven, eight, nine days.  Today he helped her make her bed. She helped him pick up all the Legos. They both helped put laundry away. No one was sentenced to their room until the Warden came home for dinner to release them.

I will be making a trip to the store with them tomorrow to purchase the Slip N Slide.

There is a chance for rain the next two days.

We’ll play with the box while we wait.  We love boxes.

Full star day.

How it happened…

The kids slept in late.  If you are in college right now, you would define that as 11am. If you are the mother of a tiny baby, you would define late as 6am. They are technically toddlers (although there is no one toddling around here.  It’s full on running. We should rename this snippet of life runners.  It would be so much more appropriate) so late means 6:30 and 7:15.  It was a nice lazy morning.

They made and consumed cheesy biscuits. They played blocks and ponies and then Mama lost all the feeling on the left side of her body and eventually the vision in her left eye.  We retreated to the television so that I could close my eyes and know that no one was leaping from banisters or consuming non-consumables.   They watched a couple of episodes of The Berenstein Bears. They ate lunch. Piper napped.

Gideon and I woke her up and we all slathered sunscreen on before trekking over to the pool. They played and played and snacked and played.  Then we ate supper and a few bites into his hamburger, Gideon asked if he could just go straight to bed.  Who says no to that?

He was in bed and sleeping way before 7. She was right behind him.

Exhaustion achieved.

Star received.