Akiva: “Hey, Big Sister, what’s all this white stuff?”
Iris: “Snow. It’s supposed to come in winter. I guess this year it just forgot.”
Iris: “I waited for snow all winter and it just didn’t come and didn’t come and didn’t come
and now I thought it was supposed to be spring
and I thought spring was supposed to be warmer than winter!”
Akiva: “Hmm. Bbbbbthbb. Bababa.”
Iris: “I just got so tired of waiting.”
Akiva: “Snow…“
I lead a hike at Shelburne Farms.
I like the idea of Iris playing with a somewhat regular group of kids outside.
Iris, unfortunately, does not like that idea.
Iris likes to be caboose. The rest of the children run ahead.
It was hard to convince her to be in the photo.
Strip!
Braised asparagus, pan-fried sweet potatoes, filet minion on the grill, red wine.
There’s a special wine section in the local fancy-foods store that has wine for girls turning four.
The blue blob with the candles poked in it is play dough—
because I couldn’t poke candles into strawberries with whipped cream, which is what we had for dessert.
By then, I was too busy eating to remember to take any more photos.
I always try to get my children to wear appropriate hats for the weather.
Akiva is rapt as Iris draws
a mama with two boobies, a belly button, eyes, legs—
but as she explains her drawing in detail,
he turns his head to the real mama—
“Eyes, boobies, legs, I love you Mama!”
We found Iris’ wheelbarrow in the middle of the woods this past winter while bushwhacking.
We were looking for trash.
It looked like it had been there a while. We took it home & cleaned it up.
Big piece!
The only problem with the wheelbarrow is:
the front wheels are tiny, the legs are huge, and the handle flexes.
If there’s any weight in it, it’s impossible to push.
After removing a log, Iris was able to push her barrow to the window where we bring the wood through.
Martin went inside. Iris handed him wood.
After a few loads, the rack is full & the wheelbarrows are put away.
Time for a little scootering.
I would like to take some photographs of my children posing nicely together every few months.
I posted some images that I took a while ago.
They show up in their correct places.
If you’re a regular reader, you won’t notice unless you do some scroll-scroll-scrolling.
For your convenience, here are the links:
Iris says she only let me take her photo because I was really just taking photos of the doll.
The sun was in her eyes.
It was cold.
It is not very interesting to just stand there and look at a camera.
I didn’t want her to just stand there and look at the camera.
I wanted her to keep the doll off the muddy lawn
and to make it look even cuter than cute.
Iris is, by far, the cutest little girl I’ve ever made.
The dolls are getting consistently cute, too.
This one would be perfect, only her body is on backwards.
Tho you wouldn’t have known if I didn’t tell you 😉
