Jen is home today...yeah. We did some packing, well actually Jen did some packing as I watched and just bounced around looking for things that needed to be done really slow, without nimbleness. Maya was a great helper today. I limped around with the pruning shears while she tailgated me with a small purple container where I could place all the clippings. We pulled up purple carrots, and every flower I guillotined she gently placed in water for it to continue it's bloom.
We brought some cookies over to Rick to watch the place, and she said he should eat them all tonight. We snuck a few on the trip over, just to ensure they were worth presenting to such a worthy neighbor.
She has also discovered that she can physically overpower her little brother, and is taking full advantage until she gets passed up. A smack to the face, a swift kick to knock him off the ottoman. He tolerates, so she continues, saying he must like it because he does not cry. Right. I don't like cilantro, but do not cry when I bite into a small nugget in my burrito.
Her and mom mix up more cookies while Ash continues to enjoy the humpty-dumpty routine. And still his favorite treat...sucking on one of his blanket's corners until it is soggy and brown. Maya is reading in our bed "everybody poops" while she harasses mom on the computer. Her favorite word...Dad? Her next favorite word...Why?
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