Monday, February 22, 2010

Who needs toys?

Anyone who has been to our house knows there's no shortage of toys. You can't walk far without tripping over a plastic fish, a pom-pom, or some other little people junk. For the record, we do clean, but it's hard to keep up with our two little destroyers.

Which makes June's inventions that much more interesting. Several months ago, she glued buttons on a flat piece of wood to make a bed for her little bear. She used a napkin for the pillow. Forgot to take a picture of it, so you'll have to believe me when I say it was pretty cool. And it kept her busy for nearly an hour, which is a record in our house.

More recently, she hounded me to buy pie tins, not because she wanted pie (although if asked, she probably would have said yes), but because she wanted to make a tambourine. Mind you, we have a bin full of musical instruments. Finally, I got around to it and bought her a couple tins. It was like she hit the lottery. She grabbed the tins, found some mini M&M's, and much to my surprise, used them for her tambourine instead of stuffing them in her mouth. She taped the tins together, and presto!, a tambourine. Here she is with it, before it got dismantled during naptime one afternoon when she remembered what was inside it.

Thursday, February 04, 2010

I'm not sure if she got her own joke.

Mama: June, stop chewing Daddy's phone.

June: Why? It's a blackberry.

Monday, February 01, 2010

Tonight's Dinner Conversation

June: Mama, who is Barack Obamana?

Mama: He's our president. He's the leader of America.

June: So he gets to do everything first?

Mama: Yeah, I guess so. He lives in a big house called the White House with his family.

June: Does it have a bathroom?

Mama: Um, yes, lots of them.

June: This many? (two fingers go up).

Mama: No, more than that. (game continues until she has 10 fingers up.) There are even more than 10 bathrooms.

June: I'd like to live there because it has so many bathrooms.

Three years ago today, we got the call about our little Junebug. Three years later, conversations like this one. Life is good.