My birthday gift arrived the other day.
And now I am ready for morning coffee and my hyacinth to bloom.
Not being one to puncture imagination, I watched for a few minutes before I figured this scene out while taking a break from cleaning the laundry room Sunday afternoon.
They were like ants marching back and forth from bathroom to storm door all in different states of dress, church clothes, pajamas, no clothes.
Then I watched Alida wipe-out with her hairbrush in hand in her fervor to make it to the bathroom before her brother . She spun out like a cartoon character and smashed into the open bathroom door. She announced to all that she had slipped and hoped up, continuing on with her work.
And when they finally explained that they were using the wet hairbrushes to clean the door, I wondered who I was to stop this sudden outbreak of cleanliness. So I put down some towels to mop up their path and went on about my business, just as they did.
But they had fun.
And after this I was on the run.
When we were leaving here last month, the boys got in a fight over a bouncy ball they found along the way. Nicholas went all Hulk and shoved Benjamin near the longer pool of fountains in the top right. Ben came gaspingly close to tumbling in just as a line of princesses from a birthday party paraded past us.
Good grief, we've had a strange winter.
Sometimes, you just have to fall asleep at the top of the stairs.
I started growing these last month. My dad did the same at his house.
To pitch in and hopefully avoid our germs.