Sarah and Emily remind me daily that “it’s almost our birthday.” It seems like just yesterday that Sarah was eating dog food and Emily was stealing Sarah’s pacifier.
I am writing this as Sarah tries to convince me that she can fly using a handkerchief and a whoopee cushion. She is excited about learning to read. Emily is also learning to read. She spends hours “reading” piles of books to her baby doll or stuffed bumblebee.
For some excitement, we traveled to Lancaster, Pennsylvania with Kai and his family to see Thomas the Tank Engine at the Strasburg Railroad. We spent an afternoon at The Amish Farm, where the kids played with baby goats and rode in a buggy pulled by horses. On our trip we tried scrapple for the first time and hated it.
Sarah likes to help me in the yard. On Sunday, she and Emily planted handfuls of Sunflower Seeds in a hole and waited for them to grow.
Sarah wants to make a Pumpkin Pie—using the goop from a real pumpkin. That’s not going to happen. However, we will pick out pumpkins and make a mess carving them. Then we will let them sit on the front steps until they stink and I tell Tim to put them in the trash.
We still have one fish. The water has become so dirty that the fish lives off of the nasty green stuff in the bowl and we don’t have to feed it anymore.