October 21

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Puck was absolutely intent on making a ‘paper Daddy’ that morning, as he called it. So Collette drew him a ‘paper Daddy’ with her fantastic drawing skills. He came drawn with a green shirt, at Puck’s request, black belt, brown pants, and black shoes. And Puck carried it with him everywhere for the day.

Nine o’clock brought further lessons for the kids in the orange library while Puck made Playdough cookies in the living room with his grandma.

At lunch, with Andrew Bird’s Fingerlings 3: The Water Jet Cilice, Puck looked at his peanut butter sandwich on whole grain bread. He picked a tiny piece of grain off the top.

“Look, Mama. A bead. What is it?”

“A grain.”

“If we plant it, we can grow more bread!”

Luke and Leia arrived at the usual appointed hour, and with a bag of apples to share.

In the evening, Collette made Puck ‘baby burgers’ in tortillas for his supper.

“What’s that smell?” he asked, entering the kitchen. “It smells like piggy barn in here.”

He was, quite apparently, not as used to the smell of beef as he was that of chicken.

He ate with the borrowed snowflake blanket from his nana wrapped around his legs, for the windows were open to the early evening, which was beginning to cool.

“No, blanket. I told you not to do that,” he instructed, as the blanket slipped off.

That night was for packing up OLeif for the weekend at ‘Rock Your Face Off’ youth retreat, for OLeif grilling burgers, apple cider, and for Monarch of the Glen in the wilds of the Scottish Highlands as the acorns never-endingly popped onto the tin roof of the house across the street.