Revelry Reverie

“Oh no, it’s got a hole!” “It’s got 60 holes.”

The kids sometimes adopt a new name for something, or take cues from each other very quickly in imaginative play, and it can be pretty cute if initially perplexing. For example, on Sunday on our drive home (around bedtime), the kids both suddenly began calling the moon Mister. “Where’d you go, Mister?” “I see you, Mister!”…

Allegany State Park or Alligator Stain Park or Allegany Snake Park depending on who you ask (me, Eleanor, and Henry, respectively)