Games with Thrones

Sometimes she shares.

Amelia has started building herself more and more elaborate, throne-like seats (the better to rule her kingdom from, my dear). 

When Baxter asked her to read him a book this morning, I walked back in the room to see her leading a one-person story hour.  To his credit, he lasted about 10 minutes.   

 

I love this slow, unstructured time we sometimes have on weekends. And now, I need to chase them into street clothes and get them out the door before all the strawberries at the farmers market are bought up! 

It was a Cinderella morning 

When I got out of bed this morning, I found Amelia carefully brushing Baxter’s hair around his tiara/headband. She had already helped him put on two tutus under his Cinderella dress (and over his pajamas). He was very pleased the results. 
   

Back to sleep

Baxter wakes up and groggily stumbles out of his room, saying “Mom, the green light* is on! I’m going to go back to sleep.”

Me: “You’re going back to sleep?”

Baxter: “Yes, right here on dis chair.”  
He turned on the lights between curling up on the armchair, the way you do.

His “sleep” didn’t last long. 🙂 Have a great morning!
*The kids have stoplight alarm clocks in their rooms, in an effort to keep them in bed until a certain time. When the green light comes on in the morning, they are allowed to get up. 

Selling some old stuff

 We have a bunch of baby/toddler stuff that we’re selling on Craigslist this weekend, and the kids are entirely unhappy about it:

Amelia: “Mom, you need to ask Baxter’s permission before you sell his bed!” (He’s been sleeping on a new twin bed for over a week now, btw.)

Bax: “But Mom, we LOVE our stwoller!”

Amelia: “Mom, did you know that all these things have our memories inside them?”

I’ve promised them that we can keep pictures of everything so we can still remember them. Hoarders evidently breed hoarders. 🙂