Tuesday afternoon. I am cleaning house, sorting through the kids' clothes and packing up winter things, etc. The kids are running around playing and entertaining themselves, so I'm not paying too much attention to them. Then the Doodlebug wants to go outside and help Dad, who is working in the front yard. So I let him out, and when I come back inside, I can't find Franny-girl anywhere. Then I see her running through the backyard, like this:
She looks like some strange Frog-Butterfly Superhero on a mission. In case you are wondering, those are Christmas trees on her glasses.
She was running around the backyard carrying on this intense running monologue. "Look at those puddles! Those are BEAU-tiful puddles! Let's count those puddles. One...two...three...four...Look at those birds! Those are beau-tiful birds!! Let's count those birds!" I couldn't quit laughing.
The Doodle came back with some dandelions he had collected.
Which makes me think of this sweet little book:
Does anyone remember this book? We'll have to look for it at the library. By the way, have I mentioned how much I love it that the kids are old enough now to follow actual stories, and not just read picture books? So much fun!! (Except that Frances still wants to read Go, Dog, Go! every single night. I feel like I've read it at least once a day for the past four months. Would it be wrong of me to hide this book?)
I have the most awesome Grandkids in the world!
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