And...We're Back

Last week when Jonathan was out of town, I entertained myself by perusing our old family blog. I was shocked at how much the kids have changed in such a short amount of time. I was also shocked by how much I had recorded there that I had completely forgotten about. It was so fun to read the mundane details what was going on on a particular day in our life. I was so thankful to myself for writing them.

And so, right then, I decided to start blogging again. If no one but little me ever reads it, it will still be more than worth the small time and effort it takes to post some seemingly inconsequential happenings from our days. And, now I know, none of it is inconsequential.

So, as I type this, Eleanor, Jon David and Daddy are downstairs playing Cowboys and Indians at the kitchen table. I know it's a little non-PC, but the appeal of those little plastic toys seems to dissolve all PC boundaries. The little toys were a souvenir my parents brought Jon David when they were in New Mexico last Spring. I was saving them for a rainy day. So, thank you hurricane Ike for this rainy Saturday. And thank you, Gigibawbaw for the souvenir.

It's funny, the innate reaction Jon David had to these little figures. Jonathan opened the bag and handed him the first cowboy, guns cocked in the air, and Jon David started making the same shooting noise that millions of little boys have made before him. Something along the lines of "Choow choow..." Where do they learn this?! And, Eleanor, turned the stagecoach into the palace carriage and is taking them all to the ball. But, they must be home by midnight.



Can't you just hear him making the sound effects?

And more sound effects...and yes, Eleanor is wearing a pettiskirt with her nightgown and Jon David is in his "Dash" costume. Did I mention it's Saturday morning?

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Indian sound effects...again, not real PC, but he's having so much fun!