Just lots and lots of pictures. Miss Boo fetched the camera her own self today and told me it was time to take some.
When Brother forgets to hang on, he can stand by himself. But he looks on it a little like a pilot falling asleep in the cockpit--maybe nothing bad happened, but you shouldn't bank on it to take regular naps, dang it!
We found a dried-up old poppy outside today and brought it in, all happy to have a flower. Maybe adults are too demanding about their outdoor beauty?
"Hey, Mom. Quit taking pictures of her. Just because I was eating doesn't mean you can't take a picture of me."
"Mama, you do it Mama. You do it again Mama. Take a picture of me."
Ok, back in time: this is Valentine's at Grammy and Baba's, with marshmallow lollypops from the Great Grandparents. (They're not just awesome, they're grrrrreat!")
Coloring Valentines for Daddy and everybody else in the free world.
Trying to decide, with a sweaty naptime head, which end of the lollypop to eat.
(In the end we deconstructed the lollypop and ate it in pieces.)
That's it for today. Tomorrow maybe I can catch them "playing numbers" downstairs, i.e. being sneakily homeschooled in math.
Cheers,
Breanna
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