Puzzles and music were big hits on a
recent visit from Claire and Evan.
Claire has become the resident "puzzle-
meister," though all the kids like puzzles.
Evan was rockin' away on his keyboard.
Claire astonished me with the speed with
which she assembled these Winnie-the-Pooh
puzzles pieces. Each had a punch-out picture
with not very distinct shapes. But No Problem.
Knock, knock.
Come in, but please don't disturb
the geniuses at work.
A standing ovation for an admiring
audience of one. But moms are everything!
Kitty Cat has had a pleasant but "guarded"
relationship with all the kids ever since he
was a kitten. He's older than our boys and
was introduced to the girls when they were
under one year old. He's often a little skittish
when they "chase" him trying to pet him, but
at times he's really mellow. As you'll see.
Evan is privileged-- not every cat lets you
pet him at mealtime!
Bri knows that gentleness goes a long way.
C'mon, Hunter. I've got him!
Here's your chance!
Good Kitty. You will be rewarded for this.
This past Monday we held a belated
Christmas gathering at our home for
some friends who rarely can get together.
The grandkids helped us host the event.
This geo-ball is still one of the kids favorites.
Matt, a math and physics guy, likes it, too.
All of the children are starting to get into
puppets. Some interesting revues are in
our future, I'm certain.
This little table has paid for itself many
times over. The children turn into little
adults when they dine together.
Well, Bri has disappeared, but the others
are chowing down on their cupcakes. YUM!
Claire cringes as Evan demonstrates his
"no-hands" technique.
It works great! You should all try it.
(I asked Evan if he does it to keep his
hands from getting sticky. BINGO!
Ya gotta think like a kid.)
The aftermath. Now back to playing!
Hmm. More and more interest in letters and
words. Not surprising. They all love books.
And by the way, if you've missed Bri in
the last few pictures, here's where she
turned up-- at the adult table.
These four sure do play well together.
Or by themselves.
Evan thinks an electric drill is just the thing
for Grandpa's knee.
At least one classic picture resulted from
this party. It all began with Hunter climbing
up on my knee. Then Evan. Then Claire.
Finally, Bri. But only after she had taken a
picture of the other three on my knee.
I knew there was some distinguishing fact
that identifies this as a Christmas party.
It's the PRESENTS!
Hunter and Evan received dragons, which
rank along with dinosaurs and snakes as
their current favorites. And Hunter loves
showing his great stuff to Granny.
When Granddaddy learns that the girls
received little change purses, he calls them over.
When they're older, they'll learn to bring
their change purses to him even before
he calls them.
I have too many photos and videos for
one blog, so I'll pause here. Hunter, who
always says "C'mon," will lead you to the
next blog post, where the fun continues.
And Evan seconds the motion . . .
"C'mon."