November 16
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Puck woke up a little early that morning, so he pulled out one of his Calvin & Hobbes.
“This weighs two thousand pounds,” he said.
Lately at breakfast, while listening to the iTunes on shuffle, OLeif’s Natalie McMaster came on. Puck listening happily.
“I think the animals are dancing,” he said. “Could you open the door so they can dance?”
And before OLeif left for work, he fashioned, at Puck’s request, a ‘baby sippy’, carved out of a pencil-top eraser, with Sharpie for detail. Puck was thrilled.
Rose and the kids arrived shortly later.
So while Collette got them to work, Rose worked on transferring bookshelves into Puck’s room, which were the stacking crates from the basement that Theodore had made several years ago.
Afterwards, Puck sandwiched himself between his aunts while they prepared little figurines for his entertainment, principally: SpongeBob and a green penguin with purple flippers.
And Francis requested a quesadilla, which Collette made for him from a block of the most rubbery-tasting mozzarella cheese she had ever tasted in her life. Leave it to Wal-Mart… A place on which Collette had longed stamped her superficial vendetta.
There was, of course, another spin on the Ruckus for Francis and Puck after school had been completed for the morning.
Meanwhile, it had become cold again. And gray. Even a little rain fell.
At lunch, Puck was sporting a full twisty count stained mustache due to the gobbling of blueberries.
Into the afternoon…
Puck decided that he would like a stethoscope for himself, so that he could be like Dr. Box. And so Collette added one to his Christmas list.
Then, he requested some ‘little red jogging shoes’.
And while he had his, more or less, quiet hour, Collette listened to a lecture on dying in missions, given by John Piper at Wheaton College.
That, while continuing to compile the family genealogy for her great uncle, which now included another fellow baptized by St. Patrick.
After quiet hour…
Puck found the ukulele in his room.
“Mama, I want to play this guitar with Daddy at church with all the kids.”
And a few more rounds of Knock-Each-Other-Over…
At dinner of omelets and butter-jelly toast, Puck recited the answers for the first ten catechism questions. Then he had further thoughts…
“No one can see God…”
“That’s right, little man.”
“When I would see God glowing in the darkness, I would be so happy!”
And later…
“Could I call God on your cell phone?”
“God doesn’t need a phone, sweetie.”
“God has to have a phone so I could call him, and then I could come to His Heaven.”
And still later…
“Donkey wants a donkey friend. See? His eyes are crying out tears.”
That night, while OLeif was at class, and Puck had run out of bed twice to remind Collette to put ‘a digger thing and a roller thing on my wishlist’, Collette saw to writings, Monarch of the Glen, and a small Butterfinger candy bar.