June 10

Tuesday morning, Collette heard not only OLeif’s shower coming from the bathroom, but also the whining tunes of Rose’s old clarinet.
“Your daddy’s silly,” she told the chubby Puck drinking from his sippy cup in his high chair. “He’s playing tunes in the shower.”
Later, she noticed that the same clarinet was standing upright on the table in the living room. When Puck saw such a tempting treasure, he headed pell-mell toward it, crashing it over into the horse statue, which in turn knocked over the entire row of books behind it.
After the mess had been cleaned up, Puck went into the bedroom in his high chair to watch OLeif work on his computer. He liked feeling important working next to his dad.
When Puck had had enough of being an IT man, he ran around with his stuffed sheep from Tante Carrie and snuggled with it from time to time. Then it was onto the unopened chap-stick. After this, he raided the kitchen cabinet for anything useful, then excitedly scrubbed the front of the refrigerator with a wet sponge. He cleaned until he began to eat it, and Collette took it away. Next on his list was the ukulele which Grandma Combs had bought in Hawaii. That was the typical pattern of Puck’s days.
At eleven, Carrie-Bri, Frances, and Linnea came over to take Collette and Puck to the park. In his new light-up shoes, Puck felt invincible. After a crazy roller coaster stroller ride through the park, courtesy of Uncle Frances, Linnea shaped his hair into a mohawk with the contents of her water bottle.
There were chicken nuggets for lunch, after Puck reluctantly left the park.
“Hot! Hot!” he said to the oven in a yell-whisper, as Carrie opened it.
By the afternoon, Puck was ready to walk around the house with two empty 2-liter soda bottles from Friday night. This was followed with examining his car seat, then rummaging through the kitchen cabinets again, this time for the small fondue pot. By the time he was singing to himself in the juice pitcher to hear his echoes, the afternoon was about ended.