Mud! Glorious Mud!

Hmm, well perhaps "glorious" is the wrong word, especially when you're bogged in it. During the week, whilst trying to leave for Miss A's gymnastics session, it took me about 7 minutes just to reverse a few metres. However, boys will be boys, and Lindon thought slip-sliding down our extremely slippery driveway was awesome fun. Until this morning, that is, when we were trying to leave for church, and it took him a whole 15 minutes to move the same distance that I did in 7 (There'll be no more critical comments of "women drivers" in our house, lol)!Our usual parking spot, we won't be parking there for a while!

Nice and deep :)

Making mud pies!
Our very slippery drivewayanother part of our very slippery, and very muddy, driveway

We went for a walk down the dirt road beside our block this afternoon, which I will do another post on in a day or two. Our "big dam" has overflowed onto the road, so we walked down to see what it was like.
And we found a worm...a dead worm...but a worm, none-the-less.

Can you see it?

Verbal Communication

I often think that at the end of each post I should put something funny, or cute, that Miss A or Master B has said throughout the week, but I usually write the blog so late I can't think of what I wanted to put in it. This week, however, it is the focus of the post, so...
Yesterday Miss A asked a question out of such childlike curiosity I had to put it in, I thought it was so cute "what is over the end of the ocean?" So innocent that her world is small enough to have never worried about what is over beyond the horizon, and the way she asked implied that the ocean dropped off like a cliff, cute! :D
And today she brought a book to me from the bookshelf as a present. She placed it gently in my hands and whispered "there you go, it's not much, but it's yours now", very sweet.
And as for Master B, his milestone this week was finally deciding to say "Boo!" when playing peek-a-boo, instead of just laughing hysterically.
Ahh, such joys.