Thursday, April 19, 2007

Yummy Blue Play Dough

So this morning Isaac is coloring at the table, Zoey is playing with blue playdough while I am trying to catch up with the dishes. This morning everyone was playing nicely ( unlike the other morning). I can see them from the kitchen, but I go over to see how they are doing and notice that Zoey's lips are blue. I remind her that playdough is not a snack and that she should not put it in her mouth. Now as I write this I remember that she was making sausage patties and cookies with the play dough. However, this is not a comment that I ever had to tell Isaac. He just did not eat playdough, he also colors on paper (with the one execption). If you give Zoey anything to write with you had better be right there, cuz she is not afraid to see how that color looks in my house. She is just soo different than Isaac. Almost total opposites. So I finish the dishes and come back and Zoey is chewing something she thinks is scrumcious. A large piece of blue play dough, which she spit into a napkin. Of course this is also from the same girl that would feed her supper to Sherman and then go eat his food. She loves the dog food and I may not be a gourmet chef, but my cooking is not THAT bad.

Also, I have not forgotten that I also have MN very fun girl plans July13,14,15. I am not sure if I knew it was all three days, but I am up for anything. Plus I won't have to pay a babysitter to leave my kids. I do not know when I will be leaving MN. It looks like if I take the train I will be leaving July 23. I don't have a calendar right in front of me so I have no idea what day of the week that is. A Rogne get together would be fun if we can find a good day. I need to find a calendar.

1 comment:

Meg said...

Jara, I don't know that it's all 3 days -- we have hotel reservations for Friday and Saturday night and I'd assume people would head to Winona on Friday after work, and then home Sunday morning-ish. :)

And I hear you on the second kid thing... Lucy NEVER put things in her mouth that didn't belong. Ed eats dirt, sand, and crayons as though they were cookies. Gaaah.