Parade of Magical Creatures

  I've floundered again and neglected the blog.  It's because the kids keep us so busy, but that's no excuse. The good news is I'vebeen collecting stories.  Lately Annah has been outshining Gav a bit with the one-liners, so I'll put him first to make up for that.  He woke up the other day with a stiff neck.  After I got over the hypochondriac reaction of thoughts of meningitis, it was fairly amusing watching him all day.  At one point I saw him laying on the floor drinking water.  He explained it was easier than bending his neck. He's over it now.  

We have had a parade of magical creatures trump through our house recently.  The Easter Bunny was the most recent, but we also had a leprechaun infestation, as you can see. They're quite rude, they don't flush, and they leave green footprints on the seat. At least they dropped some chocolate coins.  Oh, and they drank out of the milk, turning it green.  Disgusting.

Here they are with The Bunny.  Gavin gave him a hug. Annah kept him at army's length.

The kids have been playing together more.  Today they were doing foot painting, which is using your feet to paint, not painting your feet.  The other day they were playing with their toy Easter bunnies and giving them time outs for biting.  They were being a bit mean about it.  It can be a bit of an ugly mirror watching them discipline their toys.

And Gavin is now paying his share of the food bill by driving fire truck.

Annah has been enjoying the ladybug infestation we are having.  I'm glad they are bringing someone joy.  But I feel just a little bad for them when I watch her play.  Today she was singing "I love you ladybug!" While simultaneously painting and drowning it.  And a week ago, even though I am fairly certain the word she used was "pick", we could have both sworn she cheerlily exclaimed "Ladybug, I'm going to f*ck you up!" Even if it was a mispeak, it was the honest truth.

Annah also has developed a sense of style.  It may not be typical, but I have learned not to argue.  She frequently wakes up and announces that she wants to wear "Dis, and dis!" (this, and this), meaning her PJ's. fine.  One day she wore a bathing suit to school.  Though I did insist on bottoms, so she just wore her PJ pants.