Revelry Reverie

Grant was home sick yesterday. He’s fine today, and back at daycare, but yesterday he struggled through his regular routine of biting bars of soap and chewing on goggles.

Maybe Henry is also a Black-eyed Pea.

You know how sometimes you’re playing, but you’re also really tired, so you just… you just slide on down to the floor for a quick lie-down? Grant needed a couple good lie-downs today.

I love this hand Henry drew and painted. It’s so perfect.

A paper street is a street that doesn’t exist; it’s only on paper. Paper streets exist all over the place – or, don’t exist all over the place. I’m trying to say they’re common. They’re not quite the same thing as a trap street or a paper town, but they’re also exactly the same. A…

Grant insisted on feeding himself yogurt today. He was thoroughly enjoying himself, until he looked down and saw yogurt on his hand. Then he began pretend yelling (very quiet, high pitched yells), kind of like an imitation of the horse head scene in the Godfather, but MUCH quieter (and, yogurt).

For Christmas, we got Eleanor the game Operation. It turns out, Grant loves Operation. He will hold the tweezers against the metal edge of any recess and let it buzz for as long as he can. He thinks it is the greatest. Recently, he found a way to wedge the tweezers into the leg recess so that…