Leftovers
He was supposed to be napping.
Two of my girls and Hulk spending a sweet afternoon together.
Ezekiel and the camera = a picture of me wearing John's bathrobe after church.
With Mopsy's party leavings in the background, I overheard this exchange.
Zeke: When is my rooster gonna lay an egg?
Millie: He's not. Roosters don't lay eggs, Sweetie.
Zeke: Yes, 'dem do! Him gonna lay egg.
Millie, trying to distract him from his delusion by showing off the blue-ish green egg of which she was proud: Look! One of my Easter Eggers laid this one!
Zeke, with sudden heated interest, forgetting the barren rooster: Easter Eggers have eggs full of CANDY?!
And then I turned around and captured this girl,
a reluctant face for the camera.
This has got to be one of the best ways to book-learn, ever. Thank you, Bryan and Sarah! As you can see, we couldn't wait until spring. As soon as I bought those hanging straps, up it went. :)
I took this picture to balance out the picture I took of pretty scones, for this is the mama's-selling-things-on-Ebay explosion in which they were created.
Mom O.-- doesn't this face look like Jeffrey's a bit?
Ooh, a pretty little surface...
which, children, inevitably, improve with their aesthetic.
A New Year's Eve feast, with a gallon of the best homemade eggnog we've had yet, thanks to Millie.
I told Aidan he could get himself a bowl of applesauce. In retrospect, I should have specified which bowl.
Baby in the light.
Guess who just watched the first Harry Potter movie? (McGamma, John put it on a few days after the girls opened it, and this was Zeke 20 minutes after it ended, after absconding with my glasses.)
Aidan asked me to take a picture of him, the show-off.
2 comments :
OH, that reminds me of Dinovember.
Do you know about it?
I keep thinking someday I'll do it for the girls.
So far, we're more haphazard and spontaneous about our toys coming to life.
I've heard about it but never participated. I think Hulk-every-week-of-the-year has sapped my energy. :)
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