Short Stories

Just a few things that happened recently:

Sophie had pilfered a marker and piece of construction paper from somewhere and wanted to color. Normally, I try to keep an eye on her while she’s doing crafty things, but since it was washable, I let her have at it. Naturally, when I looked at her a little bit later I saw black marker on her face, all over her hands (the age when you start putting the cap on every one of your fingers? 2 years old), everywhere. I got her cleaned up and didn’t think much more of it, until hours later when I spotted where some little fingers had swiped the tan couch, and evidence of trying to reach the light switch in the kitchen.
IMG_0272I couldn’t help but laugh and think of this as I followed her trail through the house:

Over Memorial Day weekend, we headed to my uncle’s acreage for a big family camp weekend. Gemma and I slept up the road at my grandparents’ house, but Joe and the other two test drove our new tent the first night. The girls were SO excited, and it was hilarious to watch Grace talk about how awesome the tent was–and this before it was put up; she was just going from the picture on the tent bag. I love how excited kids get over simple things.

In the words of Stefon, it had everything: horses, kites, battery-operated cars for the kids to drive, sprinklers, a trampoline, dogs, a baby shower, bikes, lots of cousins, a tour of campers (complete with hors d’oeuvres), glow sticks, giant marshmallows for cookie s’mores, and eighty of our closest family members. By the end, the kids were filthy (I couldn’t say for sure, but they must have rolled in dirt for three hours) and I lost my voice for a few days. I’m still getting it back, and I’m at the point where I sound like a heavy smoker… although one of my aunts teased me about my sultry bedroom voice, so, silver lining?
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Although Grace still has another week of school, her preschool program/handing out of diplomas was last week. It was very cute and funny to see the kids sing their little monster-themed songs. A few of the kids were super into it, but I loved seeing the ones who just kind of stood there and slowly watched all the parents watching them, while wearing their construction paper monster hands and headbands. I’m not sure who will be sadder about Grace being done for the year, me or her. She has really loved it, her teachers are wonderful, and she’ll miss seeing her little friends all day. I love how much she’s thrived there, and it will be a challenge to keep her occupied all summer.

Gemma has been fluctuating between sleeping through the night and waking at least as many times as a newborn, so the last few days have been especially rough. I know that it’s all a phase (Rosie had a great post about this!) and it won’t last forever, but my sleep-deprived brain sometimes makes me question that. Luckily, she’s still sweet and smiley and generally a little doll-baby.

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  1. Laura

    May 30, 2015 at 4:45 pm

    The marker story is great ! I can relate to that except that with my boys its usually food trails.
    My sisters and I loved camping so much that my parents used to set up the tent in the backyard for us to sleep in on summer weekends with my dad when we were little. I should start doing that for my boys. Looks like you had a fun Memorial Day Weekend.

  2. Rosie

    May 30, 2015 at 5:55 pm

    Hahaha the marker trail!!! Mary Claire is our resident wall artist – I’ve washed certain parts of the wall so many times that the paint has worn off! We haven’t had our priest over for dinner in ages almost solely because I can’t get the stupid crayon & pencil drawings off the wall behind the table…

  3. Ellen Johnson

    May 31, 2015 at 2:59 pm

    Ugh. I’m usually a pretty chill mom (because I’m just as messy as my kids and lazy to boot) but markers make my blood boil. They always lead to super frustrating messes! Good for you for having a sense of humor about it!


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