Thursday, August 21, 2008

Caleb McHenricurdyson

This is the last week before school starts and I'm sort of hating that summer is almost over. I still have things I was hoping to do with the kids. I mean, it's good that the summer has gone by so fast. And we have done lots of fun things. But I'm not sure I'm ready for it to be over yet. I still have film canister rockets to make and a yarn treasure hunt to do. And I'm wondering if we snuggled enough in the hammock and if we ate enough popsicles and read enough books. And I'm not sure I'm done with the beach and the sunshine and the lazy mornings and lightning bugs. And I know I'm not ready for raking leaves and homework and the short days and long nights here in CT. The days are already getting shorter and the nights are definitely chillier than before.

Anyway, we went Letterboxing again yesterday with the McCurdy's. There's one at a Birdcraft Museum not far from us and it looked relatively easy. Here's the kids in the Osgood Chimney at the beginning of the trail.


And here's Rhodric and Justus. The McCurdy boys love babies just as much, if not more than any girl I've known. The first thing Jarrett and Rhodric do when they walk through my door is ask where their babies are and demand a hug. Rhodric is fond of Justus and Jarrett loves Jericho.


And here's the hollow log and part of the trail behind Hunter. It was really pretty in there. Too bad we had the kids with us. They were anxious to get back home and get back to playing.


And last but not least, here's Caleb and his other mother, Allison. He insists she's his real mom and refuses to let me touch him whenever she's around, unless of course he's sleepy and I know just the right way to snuggle him and tickle his back and legs. But he insisted she carry him through the entire hike and poor Allison couldn't tell him "no." He loves her so much we've started calling him Caleb McHenricurdyson--a combination of our last names. On the really bad days, I'm tempted to let her have him. Afterall, she's mastered Jarrett (her holy terror). She could definitely handle Caleb and I'm pretty sure she would do a much better job. There's no one quite as patient and long-suffering and kind as Allison. And I'm fresh out of ideas for Mr. Holy Terror himself.

posted by Shana  # 5:13 PM

Comments:
I'm reading your blog! Can you believe it? How you ever find the time to blog is beyond me!

Grandma S.

 

..."holy terrors"? Those sweeeet boys? I just don't think so. I have always got a kick out of Jarrett and Caleb.

Great post Shana.

 

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