Puzzle and balloons
Pia loves to do puzzles these days - jigsaw puzzles. Almost every morning she spends about half an hour making puzzles in the kitchen area while I prepare her breakfast and lunch.
This was taken this morning after she finished her life-sized Sesamestreet-puzzle the second time:
After breakfast and walking the dogs, the two of us went to town to run some errands. We went to Michael’s to look for some iron-on patches for daddy’s jeans (perhaps it’s time to buy some new ones?) - while there we discovered a whole rack of toys on sale. Among those toys was a bag of those long balloons that can be twisted into different shapes. Who would have thought that those were the best five dollars spent today. When we came home, I twisted some of them into the shape of swords and a few others were turned into necklaces/hats. And for the next 30 minutes we ran around the house fighting and pretending to be pirates …. “Arrrrrrrr”!
The Pia/Sidda similarities just continue…
Sidda would rather do a jigsaw puzzle than anything else on earth. We asked everyone to give her puzzles for Christmas. Most days when I pick her up from daycare she’s in the middle of a puzzle. Today her grandparents drove up to visit her in Nebraska (from Kansas) and what did they bring her? PUZZLES. She immediately opened them and started working on them. Her favorite is a wooden puzzle of the United States, but she has a life sized Sesame Street puzzle too! (She has the Big Bird one.)
I swear, these two were born under the same stars or something!
We also agree completely with your feelings on this winter never ending. This weekend we hit 40 degrees for a few hours and it was GLORIOUS! Since the weekend before Christmas it has swayed back and forth between oppressively cold and warmer, but snowing. Enough already. Sidda actually got excited the other day because she saw a bird and thought it was a robin and remembered that robins mean spring is here. I couldn’t bear to tell her it wasn’t a robin, and that another snowstorm is scheduled for later this week. Ugh.
We keep debating whether this winter is really any worse than usual, or if we have just been spoiled with a number of years in a row of mild winters.
Anyway, sounds like you had a great weekend with Pia! Glad to hear it.
-Chris
Tobs, you’re a brave soul. I am terrified of those balloons that you twist into creatures. I have a phobia, in general, of those darn twisty balloons. Scare the daylights outta me. That “POP” kills me. You get the “Father of the Year” award!