Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Even with a bike, sprinkler, tree house, dog, cats, and chickens, a six-year-old tends to get bored on these long summer days. So we're trying to get creative. Yesterday we got out the Play-Doh, went to the library, learned to fold clothes (to earn some points for a toy he's been wanting), and wrote some thank-you notes to people who gave him a bike and someone else who gave him a snowboard. The snowboard was given to him when there was still snow on the ground, but we're a little late in getting thank-yous out! While at the library I noticed that they have programs for kids every Wednesday, so today we went to see Justin Roberts, a singer/songwriter from Chicago who plays guitar and sings silly songs. He was fun, and the kids seemed enthralled with him. We also have yet to check out the local pools, and someone else told me that they have free kids' movies at the new theater every Wednesday and Thursday. I guess this week they're showing Charlotte's Web, and I thought it would be fun to take Jonathan to that since that's the chapter book we've been reading at bedtime.
In other news, it seems the farm has a new litter of babies...the mice kind. Ugh. I was sitting at my desk the other day when a tiny lil' bugger sauntered right past my toes. Too close for comfort. He seemed to be in no hurry at all, but I wasn't about to catch him. I set up four mousetraps at once, overflowing with peanut butter. The next morning Winn walked past another baby in the hallway, who calmly climbed into the ice cream pail he was holding. He took it out to start teaching the barn cats about their new diet, but it turns out they didn't need any lessons. They got to work on it right away, as if they were old hats at pouncing and preying on baby mice. Later that day when walking up the staircase, I stopped dead in my tracks to another baby staring at me from the top step. Winn rescued me with the ice cream pail and took another meal out to the cats. I then checked the mousetraps, and to my delight, momma fell for the ol' peanut butter trick and has joined her two babes in the bellies of our kittens. Three down, ? to go.