I'll kick myself if I don't write the one down for posterity.
Sometime last month we finally visited Fort Rodd Hill. We walked around the old buildings and under the bunkers and looked at all the old pictures of the cannons and such.
We walked all the way down to the lighthouse, the kids loved playing with the old lights, Cierra was absolutely tickled to push the buttons and see them light up over and over.
We tried to keep the explanations light but also truthful in explaining what we were seeing and what the buildings and dugouts were for. Since a lot of area is underground, the twins had a lot of questions but very little context for understanding our answers. (Thank you God that we live in a country of peace.) So when our explanations of why the rooms were empty but the pictures showed the old ammunition that was once stored there fell short for them, they asked more questions.
We said they had to remove the ammunition because it wasn't safe, it was dangerous. It was what was used in the big cannons. It was dangerous ammunition, stored below ground to keep people safe.
Well, to 4 year old Sam this was beyond his intellectual reach, which was unacceptable to him. He asked again and again, where did the scary magician go?? Why was the scary magician under there??
Because dangerous = scary and ammunition = magician.... Or close enough, they sound practically the same right?
We laughed and tried to explain more but he had a very clear vision, which, no matter how hard we tried, we could not shake. So Fort Rodd Hill will forever be where the scary magician was ... once upon a time.
Maybe that's how fairy tales are born. :)
I love my boy!
Friday, May 6, 2016
Yesterday, at17 months, she learned how to do the perfect kiss smack when she kisses our cheeks. We all got a lot of kisses yesterday and today. She is very proud of her new noise/ skill.
Today she put her own shoes on her feet when we were getting ready for school. I wa stunned! She was particularly motivated because yesterday she had to stay home with grandma for the morning, as Mommy was volunteering in the big kids class. She was NOT impressed with being left behind so I guess today she was going to ensure no one left without her.
This morning she said perfectly "cheese" in the teensiest little voice: Chiss.
She is so freaking cute!