groceries, etc.

Jack wrote up a grocery list a couple of nights ago. He expressed dismay when I went to the grocery store yesterday and didn't follow it. "I gave you a list for the store!" he said, exasperated.

Here it is.

Hot dogs
chicen nogets
pizza
ice craem
cookies
bannanas
steak
frosted flakes
hunny nuts
dog treats
blue berrys
rasberrys
strawberrys

_______________________________________


Beautiful day today. When we picked up Jack from school, he and Kate played on the playground for about 15 minutes. They climbed up the jungle gym, both of them, fearlessly. I spotted Kate, sure she'd go head over heels (but didn't). Jack "raced" his friends to the basketball hoop, all the way across the schoolyard.

At home, we walked into the backyard, and both of them freaked out; one of them saw a bee. Then Kate freaked out moments later; there were some gnats or whatever flying about. Kate, in fact, was completely spooked for the rest of the afternoon, even going inside while Jack and I played in the backyard -- fighting Laney for possession of baseballs and badminton racquets and the like. Fearless on the playground, fearful of nature; as Emily put it, she's not afraid of the things that can actually hurt her.

In the front, where there were no gnats, they drew some with sidewalk chalk. Jack drew the longest hopscotch board ever. Kate drew the letter H over and over again. "I'm drawing Hs," she explained. We rode bikes down the street, me walking Laney, helping Kate not go too fast on a downslope or roll backwards on an uphill stretch on her tricycle. Jack reminded me they were supposed to be wearing helmets, good job Jack, you're right. That and the sheer difficulty of managing my three young charges led to us cutting the walk short.

Later, Emily and Jack played baseball in the backyard with the new bat and ball I'd bought earlier. According to Jack, he won 16-1. "Mommy, you should have got at least 2," he pointed out.

Maybe we'll get him something off his grocery list tomorrow.