Well, duh ...

We were off to an end of the year barbecue this evening and we were prepping Wrig to spend an evening with a bunch of adults she doesn't know. We had a brief conversation that sounded something like this:

D: You know how Daddy teaches kids how to act and to write? Two of the people there tonight teach kids how to draw!
W: (you will need to imagine here the sound of disbelief, the sound of a three year old expressing wordlessly that her daddy is the thickest person on the planet) Everybody knows how to draw!

Who am I to argue?

Butterflies

 



 

Flowers for Mommy

More Eggs

Mama bird laid some more eggs and now needs a book. She looks pretty bored sitting on them all the time. Though, she is quite watchful...as is Marble who loves to watch her.


When I was a kid visiting my grandmother often meant doing crumbled eggshell pictures. We did them soon after Easter and we are preparing to them again tomorrow. We'll grind these up (half the fun) and glue them to paper.

We have a new guest on our porch: Mama Bird. She began working on a nest last Wednesday and we had an egg by Friday. I'm worried that she's not the best mother. It seems like she's only on her nest abuot 30% of the time. From what I've read, robins lay 3-4 eggs, but she only has one. Every around the house (Marble included) is all atwitter. Ed and Wrigley check to see if she is in her nest about a dozen times a day. We're expecting a baby bird in about 10 days.

According to Wrigley, "What a pretty nest!" When I wondered aloud, "How do they do that?" Wrigley responded, "I bet they start with the floor."

One if by Land ...

"Tomorrow night, I want you to tell me a story where one boat crashes into another boat ... and they're rescued by a ... SWIMMING ambulance!"

Dateline: Project Table

May 31, 2005. Portland, Ore. A mass grave has been discovered on the Project Table, just outside the Doll House. The bodies of three Doll Women were buried side by side while, nearby, in a separate unmarked grave, three generations of Doll Men were found. Reasons for the gender segregation remain unclear. Local authorities have no clues as to motive for this heinous crime, though prominent researchers have found a statistically significant connection between violent ambulance related bedtime stories and Doll homicide. The leading suspects in the case are the four frogs found sleeping in the victims' bed.

Not Our Proudest Moment

During dinner tonight, I asked the seemingly innocuous question, "Do we have any salsa?" Christie replied, "Sure."

So off I go to the fridge to grab the salsa. It is not in its normal salsa spot. It is also, apparently, not in an abnormal salsa spot. I see no salsa. I even move things to see if the salsa might be hiding behind something. No luck. "Are you sure we have salsa?"

Chris comes stomping over to the fridge, each footstep declaring my. husband. is. such. an. iiiidiot. No salsa here. No salsa there. No salsa anywhere. She moves the very same things I had moved before. "Huh," she says. "I was sure we had salsa."

Wrigley pipes up from the table. "I'll help." She skips over, grabs the salsa (which was hiding in plain sight, literally right before our eyes), hands it to me, and skips right on back to the table.