Riesling and Cashel were in bed with me this morning arguing over my hands. Riesling was trying to explain to Cashel that I had 2 hands and that they could each have one of them while Cashel was insisting that he have both hands. Ahhh the joy of learning about ratios early in the morning. I asked what time it was and Cashel said seven seven six eight and Riesling said it’s seven thirty eight; past time to get up and make the smoothies!
While I blended, the kids decided to get out the Legos. I let them know that I wasn’t any good at playing with Legos and wouldn’t be able to help them. They said ok and began taking items out of the containers. Before long Riesling was in the throws of frustration (crying and blubbering) because she couldn’t get her very tall car to stand up. I asked her how I could help and then just finally left her alone after she wouldn’t answer me. Cashel took this opportunity to bang his roller into Riesling’s feet, further frustrating her. After a bit Cashel left Riesling alone and her car stayed together and all was well.
Cashel let me know that he had to go potty and afterwards, as I was washing his hands and singing ABC’s, he asked why there was a spring in the soap.
“Ummm, I’m not sure, except that I don’t think that it would work without it,” I said.
I searched online for an answer and got nowhere except that the kids got very ansy. I decided to use my lifeline and to call Joe at work and have him explain it. He told them that the spring pushes the pump back up to suck more soap into the tube which will be squirted out the next time the pump is pushed down. He said that when he gets home they can take one apart and look at it.
They looked at books and played doctor to both animals (”Oh a vetrenarian,” I said) and humans.
Then they played barber to their stuffed animals who have any hair left after the last few renditions of barber. Riesling took the fabric which I had detached from an old umbrella and wrapped it around her stuffed kitty’s neck to mimic the cape the beautician had used when she cut our hair.
They used one continuous piece of clear tape to try to go from one end of the house to the other, making sure it was securely over the doors so that no one could get in or out of them. After they had gone through one and a half rolls of tape, I let them know that another roll would cost $2. They decided that they would rather spend their money on something else.
Riesling and Cashel continued their rehearsal of the “show” that they will be presenting sometime today, as they didn’t get to do it yesterday.
We played 72 card Memory and then Candyland. I am always in awe of how fantastic their memories are…or possibly how poor mine is…as they always whip my butt!
At lunch Riesling and Cashel tried to reinact a beat box video that they had seen and really like using old spice containers and their bowls.
We read lots of books. The Emperor’s New Clothes (A Favorite Fairy Tale Retold) by Van Gool, Trick-or-Treat Faces by Judith Moffatt and A Weekend With Wendell, Lilly’s Purple Plastic Purse, & Wemberly Worried all by Kevin Henkes.
Since we were having pears as part of our snack, we read Too Many Pears by Jackie French.
When Joe got home, Cashel barely let him get a hello out before asking, “Why does the soap have a spring in it?” Please see Joe’s post to read about the science that ensued.
I decided to make gnocchi from scratch tonight. Riesling helped Joe make many of them. Cashel peeled the carrot that went into the pumpkin sauce. But before they would help Riesling asked that I get her “kitchen robe” for her :) Makes sense to me! I got them both their aprons and they were set.
Before we ate Riesling and Cashel finally performed their show. It was “belly button dancing”. I have absolutely no idea where she thinks this stuff up! I do think it was very important to her because she picked up all the toys from the living room and made sure they had enough room to move. Riesling wore a scarf tied around her chest and a long skirt and Cashel donned his pink satin skirt and decided to go commando. They both had so much fun dancing and we just loved watching them.
I read Can You Tell Me How to Get To Sesame Street? by Eleanor Hudson and they passed out.
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Pretty please start taping their shows and posting them. I can only imagine how great they are!