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June

Early in June Henry, Elisabeth and I went to Jones State Forest first thing in the morning. This was my favorite visit yet. It was so quiet and peaceful (and not too hot). As we walked down the trail just behind Henry, we scared a Blue Heron less than 20 feet from us. We didn't see it until it was flying away. It was an amazing feeling.
Elisabeth found this cypress branch and wanted her picture taken with it. One Saturday Elisabeth and I made her a little fort, and she wanted to have her rest time in it. So despite the 90 degree weather, she was out there from 1 to 1:30. With water and shade of course. Gotta teach them while they're young to endure this heat!




Henry is crying in his crib as I write this. Just not into napping today. Elisabeth is playing in her room, or listening to Mrs. Piggle Wiggle on her tape player. After lunch Henry started carrying around my grocery bags, with much determination and purpose, so it seemed. He kept placing himself between a short wall by the stairs and a little table by the front door--a little alcove for himself. Children do like spaces just their size. I often find Elisabeth looking at books or lying on the floor in the small space between her window and bed. Since Henry was carrying around bags, Elisabeth wanted one too, so soon they were both busy. Elisabeth said she was helping poor people--giving them cupcakes that would last forever. Very important service, cupcakes. She helped me, then we went to North Dakota, because there were 3 houses there with people who needed help. In one of the homes was a boy who was sick. He needed medicine: polio medicine, vaccine medicine, and chicken pox medicine. I asked what was wrong with him, and Elisabeth leaned cl0se to me and whispered while trying to cover a smile, "He's having trouble with his hormones." What conversations is she listening to?
Only 21 days until we leave for Michigan. Every time we go to the store Elisabeth wants to buy things for our trip.

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