Grace and Brian at Green Lakes State Park, a beautiful place for our last camping trip of the year. (We camped 39 nights in 9 different spots this year!)
Joshua helped me pull out some of the vegetation around my gardens…
“I feel like a murderer. These plants still have green leaves. The roots soak up the water and the leaves are supposed to get sunlight. But I’m pulling the leaves out, so I’m basically murdering them.”
The kids have a 3DS game that matches people up in friendships and then in marriage if they have a high percentage of compatibility. I don’t understand it at all. However this happened:
“Mom and Harry Potter are getting married! Come look at the wedding video!”
I protested the whole thing, saying “I want no part of an arranged marriage! I’m already married. I don’t even know Harry!” They claim no responsibility because the “game” matches people up by compatibility. Later in the month I was told that Harry and I had a baby girl named Kimberly. I declined to watch the birth announcement video too…..
Before bed, I ask each kid to tell me about their day- the good parts and any bad parts. One night Joshua said his high point was going to church. (I was surprised so I double checked; the topic was “The Goodness of God” and he got to play 4 square afterwards.) His low point was scooping out his own pee from the travel trailer toilet (which we had closed for the season).
“I can see the water coming down your face!” Grace said as my mom laughed so hard that she cried. Mom and Grace were playing a little game of “hangman” and Grace chose a surprising phrase that had my mom stumped: “Cat Dead”.
Unfortunately, we had to put one of our elderly cats to sleep and the topic has randomly and frequently been part of our lives. This is the first experience my kids have with death and they are taking it in stride. They handled it much easier than Brian and I, to be honest.
“I’m on a diet.” Grace announced immediately after I asked her to take a shower.
“Huh? A diet?” I was surprised and worried that this word was a part of her vocabulary already.
“Yes. I’m on a diet of showers. I only take them on certain days: Mondays.”
“Hmmmm. That doesn’t work for me. Try again.” I said, relieved to be back on the topic of showers.
“Alright, I guess I can do Monday, Wednesdays and Fridays.” Grace reluctantly agreed. And since it was a Wednesday, that was good enough for me.
Later that month I overheard her telling the other two kids a story about a girl in her class who picks her nose, which she thinks is really gross. Joshua was quick to point out, “I’ve seen you pick your nose too!” Her response was, “Yes, but I’m on a diet for that.” I took a few minutes to give her some vocabulary such as “habits” and “routines” so maybe she’ll stop saying that she’s going on diets every other day.