Yard Work

That Kid

"I brought you something from outside," Ember said.  She then presented me with something wrapped tightly in a blanket, handing it over delicately.

I was terrified.

My husband was paralyzed with morbid curiosity.

I reached for it.  I unwrapped it slowly, fully expecting something alive and seriously icky to leap out and claw my face off.

...

It was a rock.

God's Ball

The kids created a game they call "God's Ball."  It's sort of a catch/dodge ball that also requires role-playing a god. 

Rules:

1. You have to throw the ball at the other person's chest
2. You can't bounce the ball on the ground/floor
3. Do not let it get off-course (from what i can tell, this means do not knock down household items)
4. No throwing the ball in someone's face.
5. Try not to injure each other. 
6. If the ball touches the ground you must wrestle for it.
7. Whoever whines and cries gets kicked out.

Exaggerate Much?

Ember: "I haven't had cotton candy in, like, a decade."

Me: "You're 5."

Ember: "Then about 8 years."

The Easter Platypus

Ryvre: "Why is it an Easter Bunny?  Bunnies don't lay eggs."

Me: "The Bunny just delivers the eggs."

Ryvre: "That still doesn't make any sense.  It should be an Easter Chicken.  Or Easter Platypus."


One of many reasons I love having children.

Hello Mr. Salamander

Willow's Snow Pics

We still haven't dug ourselves out from the blizzard of  '11, and received even more snow yesterday.  As always, Willow was ready with the camera, to document the whole thing.