It Goes Fast

Thursday, June 14, 2012

There was something to be said for honesty, but sometimes when it involved every single thought and action, Puck was second to Martin Luther…
“Mama? Mama! Mama!”
“Yes, Puck.”
“I just licked my tongue!”
Later he was sitting at the table with a tub of yogurt.
“Just don’t move as quickly as a bomb, Mama,” he said quickly, “else or Madeline will become afraid of you.”
Puck continued to instruct Madeline from the top of the stairs, carefully petting her silky head and dropping kernels of cat food on the stairs for her…
“Don’t worry about anything, Ma-teh-lin. I’m just dropping food for you. Don’t worry about a thing. Say. Yes. Sir.”
She had graduated to purring machine and head slams for him now, too.

With a bunch of kids hyped up on cookies and battle-talk, Day Four closed up with an exact tie in the penny wars.
Girls – $109.82.
Boys – $109.82.
How that happened, no one could quite figure…

Another afternoon best spent at the park.
Puck marched to the car dressed as “a mailman” – army cap, radio satchel, and angry birds ring…
“I’m going to be many things when I grow up,” he explained with great thought.
At the park, Collette was feeling more of a head cold than anything else and was happy to read baseball fiction under a cool pavilion while Puck played it out on the jungle.

Rose called in while Collette prepared dinner for work advice from OLeif, who was downtown for the evening. And Puck crafted “Jesus’ house” from wood blocks and the cross he had pasted with brightly colored cloth squares at VBS, rendering something that must have resembled the hill where Christian made his ascent in “Pilgrim’s Progress”.

So Collette spent her evening doing the obvious while Madeline snacked on something in the hall bath air vent.