When I was pregnant, I just kept saying that I hoped I didn’t have a freckled Asian.
I publicly retract my statement, because I obviously didn’t know how dreamy that combo was going to be!
How rad is it when the neighborhood gang is out for a good game of Sardines!
Not as rad as when Cade picks the ultimate hiding spot of all time, and Dash finds him first!
Not a bad sunset to ride your bike under!
Scout kept riding, as I yelled out, “Look at the sky — I think it’s on fire!”
I took Pippi with me to Costco in the late evening. As I strolled, she was singing at the top of her lungs. She sand every single nursery rhyme and church song she knows. It was loud enough that everyone around us was cracking up, but the best happened when she got a huge round of applause after her signature “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star”.
Nothing is cuter than when Dash refers to Pippi as “Mama”, and Pippi refers to Dash as “Daddy”.
Or on rare occasion, “Babe”.
Scout was at his buddy’s house for the afternoon, and I was recovering from surgery. Micah had the other three, and he asked them what they wanted to do. Navy came up with a list:
On behalf of the kids, they wanted to eat, play games, go camping, roast hot dogs and marshmallows, and sleep in tent.
WOW!
Apparently, they think their dad is putty in their hands.
But when he said, “OK, Navy — I’ll pack the car with the camping gear, you pack the kids” he proved that he is putty in their hands!
Micah said that Navy was packed in under five minutes, and had every possible thing they needed.
Micah also said that Pippi was a perfect little camper for her first time out!
And Pippi said, “MOm, it was awesome! I made soooo many mallows on the fire”!
I have gone through so many different sorts of locks to keep this girl in her tent. This is to get her some sleep, and to avoid silent disasters that happen when I don’t know she is awake. The latest lock — a wire with a twisty lock was very effective for two weeks. But for the last four days, I’ve put Pippi down to bed, and ten minutes later, she is out and telling me, “I not tired anymore!” So today, as I put her down to bed, I waited outside the room. I heard rustling and maneuvering. And then I opened the door and said, “Caught Ya!”
Then she gave me the play by play.
Apparently, she puts her long and lean fingers through the teeny hole between zippers. Then she does this (she shows me her fingers twisting the locking part of it). Then she gets her foot in the hole that just got bigger. Finally, she pushes on one side with her foot until it opens.
Very crafty my girl.
But do you dare using those long and lean fingers to open up a safety pin?
Dash wanted to learn how to play tether ball, so he obviously went to the champ. As Scout taught Dash, I saw a boy full of admiration being taught by a boy full of pride.
Like they so often do, once I got through our gate, the kids begged to run home. It is kind of cool that all four beg. So naturally, I let them all go. As I watched them, I was filled with pride. Partly, because all four were running together. But mostly because Navy heard Pippi call out to her, and she immediately turned around to go back and run with her little sister.
While at lunch today, we passed the time waiting for our food by Pippi spelling her name, “I-I-P-P-I”!
She thinks she has it down, and quotes it constantly.
For example, when I ask who has their seat belt on, Pippi yells out “I-I-P-P-I does!”
Or when I give Navy a spelling test, Pippi grabs a paper and “writes”. When we ask her what she is spelling, she says, “My name silly! It says I-I-P-P-I!”
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Update — Some of my other stinky kids have taught her that it is actually “P-I-P-P-I”.
I was bummed, because I loved her own spelling.
But the good news, is that it is now “P-P-P-P-I”!