Sigh. Sorry I’m so late writing this week. Just as you predicted, I’ve overscheduled myself and am finding few free minutes in the day.
Inspired by four-man chess, your brothers’ have been creating all new versions of the ancient game– Playmobil chess, Lord of the Rings chess, farmer chess (where tractor is king).
“the eye of Sauron”
Be prepared for new decor when you come home because Xander is obsessed OBSESSED with Halloween. He’s organized costumes, is planning a party and has invited a dozen mice and spiders to take up residence in the front hall.
note the beady red eyes
I’ll take more photos once we’ve completed our grand schemes. Xander’s enthusiasm has convinced me to go all-out this year– he won’t be little much longer and I intend to savor every minute.
We’re especially in love with our warty pumpkins.
Uh oh! Screams are coming from the front yard, Mary’s home from school.
Four hours later…piano, soccer, Aikido, gymnastics, guitar…
Miss Ottley claims that Mary is a “perfect angel” in class but her divine behavior must be depleted by school because she arrives home raging or crying nearly every day. Everything is a monumental task– taking off her shoes, hanging up her backpack, getting a dr-i-i-i-i-i-nk of water. Sniff.
Eventually she calms and eats and arranges her hair.
Last weekend she made a stack of fortunes and begged each of us to pull one from her purse.
Mine said “Happy!” As did all of them.
I have a feeling ‘happy’ is her destiny too.
Much love. Be happy.