Tilting at windmills and other stories

Carrie has decided she wants a windmill. We pass a wooden decorative one every day on the way to and from preschool. And we talk about the wind, if the windmill is moving fast or slow, etc. She claims she wants one, and that she's going to ask Pap to make her one because, "they can't be that hard to make. All you need is a fan and a holding stander and a turning stander." There you go, Pap. There's your blueprint! =)

She also was chattering about birds this morning. There are tons of retarded Canadian geese who don't leave for the winter, so we see them V-ing all over the place. But today she was asking where the watching bird and his wife were. I figured out that she means the resident hawk and his mate that we do see up on the telephone poles, in the tops of trees, or once, swooping into one of the huge ditches to snag a ... something. We didn't see him then, but on my way to get here I spotted him at the top of a telephone pole. Sure enough, he was watching!

Liam is learning more & more words. He was waiting outside the bathroom door calling me, "a-weed to meeee? A-weed to meee?" The boy loves books, play doh, coloring (well, pulverizing the crayons...but MARKERS sure are a big hit), and eating. His most used words are, "hun-rey" for hungry, "leh EAT" for let's eat, and "MINE TURN!" especially if anyone is on the phone. He wants to talk to whoever- doesn't matter if it's only the pizza dude. Such a silly boy.

We'd had Grandma Barb visiting for a few days, which means I've been taking any possible moment to escape. I've finished a library book at Beaner's, washed the car, gotten groceries, gone shopping, had breakfast with Rita, visited w/ Michael & Jeannine, and other things all sans kids! It is AMAZING how much I can accomplish when I'm not repeatedly wrestling two kids in huge coats into and out of car seat belts all the time... heh heh!

Have a great week. It's 46 here now and supposed to be 19 or so tomorrow =( Boooooo!