Art

After everyone had gathered together for Sunday lunch, Carrie shared information about her visit to the museum of contemporary art on Saturday.
“Maybe I just don’t get art,” she said. “But. Well. Someone had dumped a pile of confetti on the floor, and people were just looking at it, contemplating… I just… it doesn’t make sense.”
“Wonder if I brought in a wheelbarrow of dirt and dumped it on the floor if someone would call that art,” said Dan.
“Yeah. You should see some of the stuff at school,” said Joe. “They’ll start by throwing paint on the paper. And then they’ll add three dots that represent hope, love, and joy. And then they’ll add a long line representing a long life of upwardness.”
“So they’ll just throw a bucket of paint at the wall or something…” Francis speculated.
“Francis is thinking, ‘Maybe I’ll try that at home,’” said OLeif.
“Not on my walls,” said Dad.
“Actually,” said Carrie, “It’s the kind of place you’d probably be able to put up your art, Joe. They put up all this local, terrible artwork..”
There were some laughs over that.
“No!” Carrie cried. “I mean, you’d stand out because you’re so much better!”
And about this time, Joe was putting onion rings in his nose.
“Guess who our waitress looked like last night?” said Carrie, changing the subject.
“Michael Phelps?” Francis asked, completely serious.
“Can’t… eat… anymore,” said Joe, staring at his ciabatta cheeseburger.
“Yes, you can,” Francis encouraged him. “Believe in your stomach, Joe.”

After naps for Puck, Mom, and Dad, everyone piled into two cars (seeing as the big old green thing had been donated to the youth group for the mission trip that week), to head out to a new park further north after Dad bought sodas and slushies for anyone who wanted them.

The park hosted oversized stone toads and turtles, a small windmill and water spigot, creating a small stream channeling out to a lake.
The boys hurtled skipping stones across the water while Puck and Linnea shuffled rocks through the little stream. And Puck splashed back and forth through the water, happy to cool down in the shining sunlight.