Today Archer and I were gardening (me pulling weeds, Choo sitting in the dirt playing, throwing rocks and dirt) and he said to me "I can hide my hand in the dirt, you know that?" I looked and he was burying his hand under the dirt. Later we went to the store and I rubbed his head and happened to notice there was about a pound's worth of dirt in his hair. Ahhh childhood, summertime, dirty face and hands, and hair and everything. I was amazed at how clean his face was and just as I was thinking that he started wiping the sweat off with his dirt-covered hands and that capped it off, every inch of him was covered. Ahh, sumertime...
When I leave Shelly in the living room and go to the bedroom to get a book and then come right back I have to be careful not to trip over her in the hallway, she's pulling herself around in an army crawl that's surprisingly quick. Today she ate sweet peas for the first time and afterwards looked as if she's been bathing in a tub of Dad's split pea soup. I was telling David at supper time that the doctor said Shelly could have anything she din't gag on. And just as I said that she started gagging on the peas. Great timing Shelly!
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