Every day this past week someone in the family (myself included) has been sick. By week’s end, David was the only one still sick, which left three stir-crazy toddlers!
Micah is a constant stream of ideas. For the past several days he has been wearing an apron backwards all day, and answering only to Superman. “Mommy, I need you to FLY me!” He keeps saying. “Maybe we could go outside and the air could blow me up into the sky and I could fly! . . . Maybe I could be running and the wind would just WIND me up there!”
One night he says: “Mommy, maybe we can do something fun! Like go to Chick-Fil-A . . . . or go to the park . . . or build a tower . . . or set up the Christmas tree! Mommy, after naps, we’re going to go someplace! We’re going to go get some pizza, because I would really like pizza after naps!”
Now at dinner, he has two cups: “I’m going to mix my milk with my KoolAid!”
Mara steps in: “Micah, I’m clear! Don’t do it!”
Here’s Riss watching the rainy world go by outside (from our sick inside). Kind of representative of the week. She has her “banky” [blanky/blanket] and her “mocky” [milk/sippy]. I love the bare feet. 🙂
Oh, no, don’t let the rain come down. . . I might drown. . .
