Cake and Lawn Sprinklers
Saturday, May 26, 2012
9:24 AM.
“What?”
So much for that assumed seven o’clock wake-up.
OLeif made himself a breakfast burrito – rare case.
Puck had enjoyed another 24 hours abroad.
He had accompanied Theodore and Gloria in checking out bar stools for the upcoming kitchen renovations.
And Izzy was shooting a wedding around training to work at Culpepper’s Bar & Grill.
The discrepancies in OLeif’s original birth certificate were discussed while Puck stormed through a plate of beef, tomato, and banana for dessert on the deck while cuddling with Snickers…
“There weren’t a lot of home births then,” Gloria was saying.
“You think that’s why I can turn invisible and fly?” OLeif asked.
“Yes.”
Puck ran back inside while OLeif explained the plot of Othello to Gloria who prepared the grill for slabs of ribs…
“Excuse me!” Puck declared loudly, swinging open the door.
“What?” Collette asked.
“I burped outside.”
This was typical.
Followed by OLeif – the kid who always wanted to be an inventor when he grew up – devising plans to build a comfortable ground chair for Shakespeare’s production the following year, as Puck lugged out a box from Izzy’s room stocked with German construction toys.
Puck had a rainbow birthday party at 1:30. Naira was turning three. Requested to dress in the most colorful clothes available, the brightest thing Collette could find for him was, of course, his Cardinals t-shirt. This was the best she could do.
Turns out Henri had donned the same shirt.
OLeif walked Puck up to the door with his handmade birthday sheet for rainbow-stripe-dressed Naira. Hopscotch had been chalked onto the driveway. Two of them.
“I think Naira got hopscotch for her birthday,” said Puck.
“Yeah. We had to dig a little for that one,” said Henri.
“You’re high rolling,” OLeif replied. “Dude, you got two of them.”
“Internet deal, man.”
“You’ve got to tell me next time about that, man.”
“Dude, I can’t do that. It’s an internet deal.”
“Hey, if it’s legal, I’m in.”
They could keep that up all day…
Gloria and OLeif hit up the store for mesquite charcoal bricks in a hot afternoon while the lawn was watered. No rain expected till Thursday.
Sunday was kicked up to 98.
Collette got some think-time.
Puck’s blast-afternoon ended pumped up in a pile of cake, running through the lawn sprinkler back at the Silverspoon’s, mixed-in aromas of pipe tobacco, mulch, hot sunshine, and barbecue.
And Theodore gifted OLeif the use of the old Total Gym as they departed.
Chewy chocolate chip cookies, and back and forth between games and Malcolm for Collette’s evening after washing up a pile of dishes.
Meanwhile, Maddie – who hid in the library the first hour and fifteen – was throwing herself around in thumping lumps, body-slamming Collette’s laptop, kneading out Olympic swimming pools of biscuits.
And OLeif joined Magnus at a tap house in Cottleville.