Another installation in our effort to send Daddy daily pictures. . . . We got a big pile of mulch, so despite the lovely playset that we have, the mulch pile is the center of our universe. Walking home from school today there was excited chatter about how big, how dirty, how high. Carter and [...]
We still miss Kevin, still.
The boys spent the afternoon, literally, spreading mud all over themselves. Afterward, we took pictures, but iphoto crashed under the weight of such artsy photos. Instead, we have me coaching the boys, saying, “pretend you can see Daddy, right here, right now. What do you look like?” These photos contain their answers.
We still miss Kevin
Only we couldn’t smile at the same time. I woke up this morning to find Carter wearing a button down shirt, khakis, and a tie. He had also cleaned his room. His explanation? “I’m a museum curator, Mom. Archie’s exhibit needs some work though.”
Yeah, we’re vegetarians.
Carter rigged up a stick to carry his buckets of water today in the yard. Wanting to acknowledge his innovation without reducing his intrinsic motivation, I commented. Me: Hey. Cool stick thing to carry your buckets. Carter: Yeah. Me: How’d you come up with that? Carter: It’s what the bloodthirsty meateaters use. Me: Huh? Carter: [...]
Straight-talking Diagnosis
This morning, Archie gave me a different take on Carter’s diagnosis. Me: Hey, buddy, how are you feeling? Archie: Fine. I had a tummy ache, but it’s just a tummy ache, and it’s gone now. Me: Great. How’s Carter feeling today? Archie: Mean. Later, at the breakfast table, the trash talk continued with a heated [...]
Diagnostics for Poets
We’ve had any number of viral invaders this week. Carter captures them most eloquently. Earlier this week it was snot: At pick-up after school Carter: Mommy! I have a worm in my throat! Me: It feels like there’s a worm in your throat? Carter: No, there is a worm in my throat. I think it’s [...]
Rule-governed French Fries
Carter’s been nitpicking lately, and it’s driving me crazy. As I’m reading, he hovers over my shoulder and corrects not just words, but delivery and emphasis. As in, Carter: Mooooommmmm, that word is darker than the others. It’s supposed to be louder. Bad Mommy: How do you feel during reading partners if your partner is [...]