August '13

After breakfast I read the kids The Gardener, which was a book we recently got from the library. It was a beautiful book written in a series of letters from a little girl to her family during the depression. As we were getting near the end, I saw Farah's eyes getting misty. We had one final letter to read, and Blake announces, "I got poop on my finger." Way to kill the moment. He did proceed to poop on the potty (for the second time). He's good about pooping on the potty, but he wants to spend a solid 20 minutes in there. I can only sing the bumblebee song so many times.

We went to the Frederick County fair tonight. Farah and Blake rode rides and Lenah was a great sport about staying up late. I love, love, love this age with Lenah. One thing I  will not miss however is nursing a baby in the grass behind a carnival ride. On the way home there was a little scuffle about their choice of movies. Farah wanted to watch Annie Oakley (from the library) and Blake didn't want me to take out his movie about helicopters. I told him sometimes we have to share movies. I was surprised when he laughed after hearing this, instead of pitching a fit. Then I understood, he said, "we have to share boobies!" What a boy.