October 25
Monday, October 25, 2010
The day began as Collette liked it — silver sky and rustling gold leaves. And at some point in the night, the rain had come.
Puck started his day the same, after more growing pains at 1:37 in the morning…
“Mama, I miss Daddy and everybody…”
Mid-morning…
Puck helped empty the dishwasher and start the laundry.
O, the flatline of domesticities…
And Puck was deep into bug-hunting. He rummaged through the drawer of tiny utensils, to select his method of decimation.
“Hold still, Mama,” he said, rapping a teaspoon on her back. “You have bugs in your tummy from the water. I’m gettin’ them out for you.”
Collette could only conclude that such an idea came from looking through the World Vision gift catalog several weeks prior.
He then followed this up by scooping ‘medicine’ out of the refrigerator to get rid of the bugs.
Shortly later, Collette began ‘school’ with him.
“What do you want to learn about today, Puck?” she asked.
“Jesus!” Puck cried, jumping up and down on the mini trampoline in the basement.
While learning about Jesus, Collette also continued to teach Puck to recognize his name and showed him a map about Japan before reading to him a book from 1902 about a Japanese baby, and catechism and the readings from Luke for lunch.
And Collette discovered that she would be helping out with the toddlers again at church on Wednesday night…
Afternoon…
Puck devoured raisins while watching part of a Mark Driscoll sermon.
Another hour and a quarter walk around the nearby area…
Gorgeous out, really.
Pale silver skies. High winds across the little fields. Balmy, in all manners of speaking.
As they walked down the street, Puck chased the running leaves, and nearly ran himself into a little black and yellow garter snake. Before Collette could stop him, he started putting a finger out towards it. The snake jumped. Puck jumped. The snake stuck out his tongue and slithered away into the leaves. Both completely unharmed.
And Puck quoted Genesis 1:1 — just the reference, not the verse, until Collette reminded him of it.
At dinner…
Puck said to his mama, “You can’t leave me when you get married.”
“I’m already married. To Daddy.”
“Right now?”
“Yes, right now.”
“Are you married in Dashville?”
Puck had been listening to conversations about his first cousin’s — once removed — wedding in Nashville coming up in less than three weeks…
And ‘Paper Daddy’ helped Puck to finish his spinach by rewarding him with impromptu songs upon each bite.
“I have a real daddy,” Puck told the paper daddy.
After dinner, he took the paper daddy over to all the photos that included OLeif, hanging on the walls.
“See? This is my real daddy,” he said, plastering the paper daddy up against the frames.
“Great. I’m giving the poor kid a complex,” said OLeif when he heard later.
Meanwhile, OLeif was swamped to the gills at work and did not return until after eight, where Joe and Rose had already arrived for movie night.
First, while Collette and Rose researched the criminal activity around Rose’s potential apartment in the CWE, OLeif returned with groceries, including a pomegranate.
“Is that goat cheese?” Rose asked, taking a piece from the box on the counter. “Mmmm… tastes like meat. When I get my apartment, I will have a lamb roast. I will invite them all and say, ‘Here is the lamb that I have slaughtered.’ I love lamb.”
Down in the basement…
They were finishing up the sugar cookies.
“Aw, I’d better not have another,” said Joe. “Francis and I are having a competition to see who can weigh 170 first.”
Then they Mystery Science Theater-ed their way through a mistake rental of Bride & Prejudice. Collette was laughing so hard there were practically tears; she was also short on sleep.
As they left towards eleven, the winds were fired up high. A good night for a coming storm.
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