Sunday, April 20, 2008
It seems that every season brings some new job that must be done. Sometimes in involves changing an entire wardrobe from one season to the next in all four closets, sometimes it means changing decorations or deep cleaning some part of the house. And sometimes it means doing yard work until you feel like your arms are going to fall off as you dodge raindrops that just insist on falling on your otherwise wonderful day. Yesterday, Daddy and Laura were the only ones home so they ventured out to clean up the lawn a bit. Well, Daddy did some cleaning while Laura played. I think she managed to locate and extricate every lawn toy we might own and a few that I'm not sure I've ever seen before. And she also decided that since the boys weren't home, she could play with their toys as well - without being yelled at. She was in her element.
When I asked her how she thought the boys would feel if they knew she had their guns out, she responded as only a four year old can who has been taught by store clerks how to respond to brothers when you've gotten away with something and they haven't. Yes. The dreaded Nananananana. Somehow she even makes that look cute...