Painting

We received a bag of hand-me-downs on Friday. The bag had books, Monopoly Junior, a Melissa and Doug paint by number and a Spiderman wallet. John claimed the wallet and Gillian declared the paint by number hers. 

Gillian desperately wanted to paint her project. But with her recital this weekend she didn't get to work on it until Sunday. The paint by number was actually a 3D display with dolphins. Gillian spent Sunday afternoon painting and following the instructions to a tee. She surprised me. I thought she would have done her own thing. 

She worked very hard and after everything dried she helped me glue it together. 

Yesterday morning I found her in the kitchen with her paint brush out again. She said "I missed a spot. But I fixed it!" 

Sunday morning

I was the first one awake today (rare on a weekend). I went downstairs and started a load of laundry, emptied the dishwasher and made a dozen pumpkin muffins. As I was putting the tray of muffins in the oven, I was joined by John. "Mom? I didn't know you were awake!" He worked on some Legos while I sat and drank my coffee. He showed me his latest creation and Gillian joined us. She gave me a big squeezie and hung out with us. John asked "Mommy? Can we have some of those muffins?" I gave them the muffins and they sat nicely and ate their breakfast together. We shared a nice relaxing morning with no requests to watch TV. What a nice way to start the day!

Lazy Sunday

Today was raining and yucky all day. John and Gillian didn't complain at all about being inside all day. I think they were a little exhausted from playing outside all day yesterday. They spent most of the day in the basement playing with their toys. 

John came upstairs and said "I knew it! You are making cookies! I couldsmell them   downstairs!. He then stayed upstairs to help me cut out cookies. He is a good helper. Every time the timer went off, he would say "Mom! Do you hear that?"

We called the kids upstairs for dinner tonight. We could hear John on the stairs, but Gillian was crying. John yelled at her "Come on Gill! You know where the door is!" Daddy yelled downstairs and said "Did you turn the light off?" John said "Yea! But she knows where the door is!" Gillian, still crying, walked upstairs. She was not happy that John left her in the dark. And John got a lecture about turning the lights off when someone was still in the room. 

Dinner conversations

Tonight at dinner, Gillian was being difficult. She didn't want to eat dinner. So she would talk to us or talk to the dog, or drop her fork or drink her milk. Daddy and I must have said "Gillian eat your dinner!" a dozen times. One time I told her to eat her dinner, she responded "Wait a minute. I'm talking."

Also during dinner, the sun was shining on John. I tried to block it from shining in his eyes, but that didn't work. Daddy suggested that John wear his sunglasses while eating. He loved that idea. He got them and came back to the table saying "This is the best part of a sunny day!" When he sat down with his shades on, Gillian asked him "Can you see me?" John said "Yea! I can see everything just darker!"

After dinner, John asked "Is today Friday?" I told him that it was Saturday and asked him if he knew what day tomorrow was. John said "Tomorrow is Sunday. I don't like Sundays, unless it's one you can lick."

These two crack me up and keep me in my toes. Love them.