MISS Lilly and Master Jacob at Play

You wouldn't believe the things they played on Friday.  For one thing, Lilly buried the rubber snakes in the dirt, then filled the tub with water and gave them a bath.  For another she took some of the scrap wood and pretended to build a fire complete with chairs and wagons circling.  Jacob left in the family truck with two suckers, one in each cheek, crossing in front of his lips!

FRIDAY

Jacob addressed me after I unpinned the ramps of his daddy's red trailer so I could back the New Holland skid steer off.  He's short, he's 4 y.o., and he's very articulate.

"You can't do that.  Daddy will be very mad."

Surprised, I was, to see him there, 'cause I'd made sure there was no kid around to get hurt.  Those ramps are steel and heavy and go "thud" when let down.  Anyone, including my toes, could come away seriously hurting, but in this case junior is afraid of daddy, ROFL.

What's funny was his stance.  And, it's difficult to describe.  He was slightly bent at the waist, looking a bit askance and away (not eye to eye) with his hand up, palm up.  He looks like a little preacher!

"You can't do that.  Daddy will be very mad."  And he emphasizes with shakes of that hand.

"See, daddy will be mad."

"Then you will be mad at him!"

THEN ON SUNDAY

There had been an excruciating outcry from down the hall, it was a girl's.  John went down the hall, then he came back.  He'd checked, resolved, and reported.

"The situation is under control.  Lilly had found a spider and pandemonium ensued!"

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Jacob is the same little corker that was turning the pages of a pop-up book.  And when the orange and brown spotted snake popped out towards his belly, for all the churchhouse to hear, he pretended to be scared and loudly exclaimed, "Ahhh, a 'nake!  He bite me!"

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THEN YESTERDAY

10 of us at McAlisters Deli spread over 3 tables, food arriving intermittently.  John, my dear hubby, with his back to us, bowed to say grace.  I wasn't sure who was, or if they were done, since I can't hear all that well in all that noise, so I sneaked a peak.  

Little 4 year old Jacob had his right hand in the air at his ear like holy hands raised to heaven, one eye closed, the other peeking.  With head leaning forward, lips pursed in an o shape, he dipped his head to his red straw and surreptitiously slurped a sip!