The title
pretty much speaks for itself. It was a
busy- in- a- good- kind- of- way, lots of outside time, sidewalk chalk and soak
in the spring weather kind of day. One
of the reasons we love our neighborhood is because it is a bit different. There is no homeowners’ association to deal
with and there is a very eclectic bunch of people living back in this tucked in
neighborhood that is flanked by a creek that feeds the Potomac River on one
side and a calmer section of the river on the other side. While our little house doesn’t directly back
up to either of these, we are only a block from the creek and a five minute
walk to the river. It is a very
outdoorsy sort of neighborhood and there are several neighbors who have horses. We pass one of the horse farms every time we
come or go from the house. Through the
years we have actually never met the owners though we feed the horses on walks
and we have even given the horses nicknames since we don’t know their real
names. Peanut Butter is a light tan brown,
peanut buttery color. Brownie is a deep
blackish brown shade. So the other day
as Josie, Bart, and I passed the horse farm on our way to church, Peanut Butter
gave us quite a scare. He was lying on
his side and quite frankly looked dead. Despite
my limited knowledge of horses, I know from talking to friends who ride, that
horses often sleep standing up. Not
always though. So after Josie and I were
convinced that our friend Peanut Butter was dead, I jerked the car into reverse
and was ready to jump out, Josie pointed out that his ears were twitching a
little. I then saw his snout wiggle a
bit. O.K. on our way again, praying that
the horse wasn’t actually having some sort of seizure. No worries, he was perfectly fine walking
around later when we came back home.
A couple
neighbors even have goats and chickens.
Then there is the rogue rooster.
I am not exactly sure who he belongs to, but I have almost run into him(literally)
a handful of times. He always darts out
into the street right before a sharp curve in the road then takes his jolly
time crossing and proceeds into a cluster of woods. This morning the boys and I were driving back
from Jimmy’s preschool when this crazy bird started his strut right in the path
of my Gray Goose. Thank God my brakes
are still in good shape.
Again we
spent most of the afternoon outside.
Sawyer managed to take a swing(the actual seat part) to the lips and
luckily was wearing a red shirt so no concerns over how to get that blood
out. The kids christened the patio with
its first chalk drawings of the year.
More worm habitats were created though I am not sure how many worms
survived the pokes and prods of the kids’ weaponry. Jimmy used his new batting glove to handle
the worms. Josie had no qualms grabbing
the squirmy worms right up barehanded.
Dinnertime
found my three little helpers and me feeding Bart his first serving of
cereal. Josie helped document it with my
iPhone, even capturing Jimmy’s tantrum in the first few minutes because he
wanted to be the first to feed Bart.
Bart loves to eat so enjoyed obliging his overeager siblings.
I was hoping
for a fairly smooth transition from dinner to bathtime to bedtime since A.J.
was working his usual long hours and none of the middle boys had naps. And it
was actually happening. Until Miss Josie
decided to smack herself in the mouth intentionally to help further loosen her
two bottom teeth. They have been loose,
but were still a few days of wiggling away from coming out. I was on the phone with my sister Nikki when
Josie popped into the kitchen with a bloody mouth and started bawling. For whatever reason, she didn’t think this
would hurt. Now the one tooth actually
needed to be pulled because it was dangling.
I rushed to get off the phone and then had to work to grip this slippery
tiny tooth. It turned out to be a much
more traumatic event than I had hoped for my baby girl’s first loose
tooth. A.J. arrived moments later to the
chaos of Josie sobbing over her tooth and my wild boys reenergized from their
bath and brief rest on the living room floor.
My drama queen calmed down and proudly called her grandparents to share
her big news.
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