Wednesday, September 26, 2007

There's a Monster at the End of This Blog

Please. Please. Don't keep reading. If I can keep you from reading then, you will not see the monster at the end of this entry. What you're still reading! Please. Please. Don't scroll down another bar. I've told you there's a monster at the end and you really don't want to see it. (This is a bit of a litmus test--if you are the mother to a toddler, you will recognize the preceding allusion.)

Look here's the monster.

You're right. It wasn't really a monster. It was just Benjamin.

And Isaac will protect me. With a shoe for a weapon. (Have I mentioned how serious he is about his shoes? Even if we have forgotten where they are, he knows and will go and get them. And carry them around until you finally put them on for him.)

Life Under the Big Top

It's not a far stretch to envision the circus life in our living room. Most days, it goes without saying with nary a prop. This week however, Benjamin has taken it to all new levels as master of ceremonies under our parachute big top. He goes around singing, "Circus man (clown) came to town, wearing circles all around/There were circles on his head and circles on his toes/He wears circles wherever he goes. (In case you're wondering, sing this to the tune of "This Old Man"). At our circus, the elephants dance and the clowns perform which includes throwing lots of little plastic balls as far as we can and when we're lucky they land on the top of the circus tent and roll back down. That's very giggly fun. Our current audience is seated on a cushy bench and includes three dinosaurs, a duck, a bear, a stuffed "Towmater" truck, a bumblebee and of course several "pup-pup" dogs. Today Zorro the magician also amazed us with his disappearing coin trick. Please stop by for some of that abracadabra! And don't forgot to buy your popcorn. Five cents! We have the best deal in town!

Isaac, of course, continues to relish in his lion act by chasing us around with his deep, throaty roars. It's not necessarily an empty threat either--I learned that one day with yelps and consternation when he zeroed in on my big toe and gave it a good bite. It really hurt. I'm not sure that even with the circus in town we've come any closer to taming his beast, but he tempers all of this with contagious deep belly guffaws and exuberant, generally slobbery kisses. Benjamin often avoids these loving overtures as much as I avoid big toe bites.

Gotta run. I've been informed that Isaac "has mess on his face, NeeMom!" and is headed towards a couch near me!

Thursday, September 20, 2007

I Have a Little Shadow

Today was like a good apple--crisp, crunchy, cool and refreshing. I sniff the season change and the relief from the heat has me feeling lighter. Not a cloud in sight, but the sun is friendly warm. Isaac (Dylan) and I got home from leaving Benjamin at Joy School and we tumbled out of the car into the playful outdoors. There we found our shadowing doubles enticing us to a good run and jump. Isaac kept trying to catch up to his shadow, but it just kept on moving and moving until I had to wave him away and spoil the fun by going inside.

But the cadence of Robert Louis Stevenson's "My Shadow" stays with me all day thanks to my own once a child memory.

I HAVE a little shadow that goes in and out with me,
And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.
He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;
And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.

The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow—
Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;
For he sometimes shoots up taller like an India-rubber ball,
And he sometimes gets so little that there’s none of him at all.

He hasn’t got a notion of how children ought to play,
And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.
He stays so close beside me, he’s a coward you can see;
I’d think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!

One morning, very early, before the sun was up,
I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;
But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head,
Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Hey Baby

Baby got beat

Smiles and Coos

Compliments of Dylan

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

The Juggling Act

Yes. That's Dylan helping me in Sharing Time by being blissfully asleep in his "pouch." Let's just say that when we play animals charades in FHE, Benjamin always tells me to be the kangaroo.