Mommy, Ph.D.

Last Week and Today (Monday)

Last week was a blur. We read, we played, we found bugs. But Mommy was all in a daze of lack of sleep. I credit either teeth, a soy allergy, or just bad karma. :p But we’re finally caught up, and I feel much more coherent too. It’s lovely.

Gavin is starting to put more and more sentences together. “No, tankoo.” No thank you? What near-18mo says NO THANK YOU!!

Isaac has gotten quite good at collecting bugs for his bug house. Unfortunately, they are all dead. I try to explain, but then he responds, “That’s okay, Mommy. Jesus likes bugs. And God lives in Trucky’s tummy. I’ll put some leaves in here, and he’ll feel better.” “No, honey. God doesn’t live in the bug’s tummy. That’s something special He does with people.” “Oh no, Mommy. Jesus likes bugs.” Uh . . . okay. Whatever.

Finding the Morning Glories has become a morning ritual, so much so that I swiped some cuttings to try to grow our own in pots. Surely as stubborn a plant as a morning glory can be — surely they’ll root in water, right? Anybody know?

We played Jonah today. Thomas the Train was the fish, and Gavin was Jonah. Isaac insisted that he was “Larry Boy.” Uh . . . Whatever.

In other words, imagination is running high at the Lewis house. Facts, not so much.

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