Today is Wednesday
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
In which there are matters of hair and teeth and eyes…
Puck began the day with a request.
“Could I wear my cowboy suit today, Mama?”
Collette permitted it. So on went the red buckskin fringed silver buckled vest over his Nike sweatshirt.
Then OLeif remembered what he had brought back from Nashville for the Puckster: a small black polishing cloth, similar to one that Puck had admired the previous week.
“Uncle Curly sent this back for me to give to you,” OLeif explained.
Puck was, in a word, delighted.
Over at the house, shortly before 8:30…
Bacon in the skillet.
“Lila? Could I join you in some Minecraft?”
“Sure!”
“Puck?” Carrie-Bri asked. “What time can we schedule your squishing today? What works best with your schedule. When can I squeeze the living daylights out of you?”
“It already did.”
“Who did?”
“The magic man.”
“How does 2:30 sound?”
“…nothin’….”
“OK. 2:30. See you then.”
“Well… that doesn’t happen, Sun…”
Francis’ teeth trouble continued. His braces had been put back on temporarily the previous week because his teeth had moved back again so quickly, something they had never seen happen so fast. He continued to astonish the orthodontist with his strange teeth. Francis relayed what the orthodontist had said the previous day when he had the braces removed once again…
“You see, with Francis, you can’t just have a Plan A or Plan B. You have to have a Plan A, B, and C.”
“They’ll probably write you up in some medical journal,” Collette said to him.
“Did you see my green hair?” Carrie asked Collette.
It was subtle, but a hue of it, yes. The experimentation of removing dark colors. Carrie was little bothered by the reaction; she was used to such things with her odd locks over the years.
This was followed with Carrie doing her best to force three pills down the throat of the dog, which went badly, Puck giggling the entire way through the episode.
Puck came up from the basement with Francis’ borrowed revolver.
“Make sure you only point that at the ground,” Collette told him. “Or the sky.”
Puck looked at her seriously.
“But if I did that, I would shoot God.”
Francis and Puck soon employed themselves in the process of eating pretzel sticks and pinning bobby pins to Puck’s earlobes. And Puck explained some important facts to his aunts and uncles.
“If you say those words,” he said seriously, “I will have red eyes!”
“Well, your eyes can change colors here,” said Linnea, “but not at church. You’d better tell your eyes ‘no’.”
“No changing, eyes!” Puck commanded with his chronic shrug. “Watch! If I pull the lash down, they keep changing.”
When Francis, who had been mentioning something about beating his record of ‘keeping a kite up in the air for two whole days’, returned from Walgreen’s with Carrie’s hair remedy, the result was somewhat worse. The green had been replaced with blue tones.
Following Carrie’s lunch of corn muffins, Linnea was busy teaching songs to Puck in her room, including such Snicketts classics as…
How Many Toes Does a Fish Have?
Another trip to Walgreen’s to further remedy the unfortunate tresses: red hair dye, which also did not work entirely well… canned dog food (for Trooper), and S. Pelligrino.
Back to the house where Linnea and Puck were very busy with gallons of water balloons.
Meanwhile…
It was Puck’s last baby choir rehearsal before Easter break.
Then back home, where Collette and Linnea watched the BBC’s latest production of Sense & Sensibility before calling it a night.
With promises of rain and high winds the following day…