We are officially one day out from spring break.
Lovely words, both and spring and break.
Unless you are referring to spring as in
or referring to break as in
Then they are not so lovely.
Of course, if you are a plumber or an ostopath
then even in the double meaning they ring of
both happiness and job security.
Bo and Emma danced around the kitchen today singing
"I loike traffic loights, I loike traffic loights."
and Bo wondered where it came from.
I said, as if he would say
"Of course. Naturally."
Which he did not.
So I finished the explaination:
"Monty Python was a mumdblvinglsdnfoig... HEY, go wash your hands and set the table."
Emma has an amazing capacity for concentrating on a thing.
Today at the dinner table Bo asked her what 3 x 3 is.
While she was thinking, I thought
Man, is she ever gonna learn to eat faster, and I wonder how that headband stayed on her head today, and Bo's hair totally looks weird, and Bill looks tired, and dag, these rolls I made are good, and I need to wash this tablecloth, and no way is she still thinking about 3 x 3, and what am I going to wear tommorrow, and how can I get through the dishes before open house, and I wonder if Bill is going to go, and Lordy I'm glad tommorrow is Friday
and she said "9."
Happy St. Patrick's Day.