Let’s see. There’ have been all sorts of things that were humourous in the moment, that I knew I must blog, but have long since forgotten about.
The bug is close to reading. We’ve found Starfall.com, and love it. The Cat is too, when she chooses to apply herself to it, but it takes more for her to be interested. Odd, since she’s always beent the one to pick up paper and “read”, ever since before she was the Hound’s age. She also picked up writing letters more quickly than the Bug did.
They’re both getting more into helping Daddy as much as they are into helping me, too. Yestrday they spent 3 hours outside helping him clean up the garage, etc.
The hound is absolutely, undeniably, wholely two. He hears at least once a day from me, generally in a tone of disgust, “You’re such a toddler!” A typical argggggggumement between us is “Want bread.” “Okay, do you want to go in your high chair? We don’t eat bread in the living room.” “No. … Want bread.” “High chair?” “No! Want bread!” He’s also into EVERYTHING. I know I keep saying that. But every time I say it he finds something to get into that I wasn’t counting before. Now, if I’m not looking for two seconds, he’ll climb onto the plant table, and reach up, up, up, I don’t quite know how, to where the remotes are safely stored on top of the computer, which is on top of the 4.5 foot tall entertainment unit. Just an example. He’s also getting less clingy, slowly, very slowly, and will run off and see people now at Church, unless we’re sitting in the Nursery room, which he .. dislikes.
We’re giving pretty much our whole property a face lift. We’re adding a “garage” that’s going to be combination man cave and guest house. That’s what the concrete was being poured for on CD 21. It’s a premade one, or whatever it’s called, and will be here in a couple of weeks. ZK and his dad are also setting up a new shed, getting rid of our old, rickety one. In the process of doing all that, the driveway’s getting moved as well.
Hmmm. what else? I’m sure there’s more, but it escapes me right now. That’s what happens when you haven’t blogged for a month. Writer’s bottle kneck.
