Strange tree, matching kids

For some reason this tree reminds me of my kids

For some reason this tree reminds me of my kids

It was hard to get a good picture of this tree. When I tried to show the whole tree you couldn’t see the fact it’s hanging in mid air. The kids would laugh if they were out walking with me and got to go on the path underneath it. (The oddest thing of all was that I couldn’t find a stump. I walked in circles trying to figure out how it got there with no results.)

Other oddities of late include:

Girl one plays school during the following times: after school, at school, and on weekends. She has notebooks of plans, treats for good students, games, and lessons in a constant state of readiness. When there is no one to play school with her, she does her prep work for when they might be available again.

Girl two is climbing walls now. Door frames to be exact. She takes off her shoes, grabs either side of the trim with her fingers, and starts climbing. She is especially fond of doing this near the kitchen. Right at the top with her head touching the ceiling, she calls to me while I’m cooking, “Can somebody help me? I think I’m starting to lose my grip.”

Boy two has developed a fascination with imitating the dog and gets himself giggling with delight. The dog lifts a paw, he lifts an arm. The dog stands up and walks in a circle. Ditto. The dog lies down, stretches and yawns. Repeat.  “I’m practicing being Phil,” is his explanation. Boy two got extra large black glasses when he went to see The Hobbit in 3D. He popped out the lenses afterwards and declared himself Phil. After days and days of continuous glasses frame wearing, I have restricted them to Tuesdays and Fridays only. So, yes, today he will be wearing them to school and everyone will be calling him Phil all day, because as he explains, when he wears them, that’s who he is. I have no explanation.

Boy one’s responses to hot and cold are approximately parallel to the rest of his emotions. As in, sometimes he is freezing and will die if he does not have blankets and sweatshirts and a hotter fire in the room RIGHT NOW. And sometimes he goes out cross country skiing a night, and stops by after a loop to remove clothing because he is SO HOT HE IS DYING and we really have NO IDEA how hot he is.


We still don't know why he needed to do it, but it made him very happy.

We still don’t know why he needed to do it, but it made him very happy.


I’ll close by adding that sometimes when the children are left alone too long, they take the wings off flies and name them so they can have pets in their rooms.


8 Comments to Strange tree, matching kids

  1. Erma Joy Cann says:

    Girl two had a grandmother who was always playing school,and was very upset when brother two(age four) would not even try to learn to multiply and divide.She had taught him addition and subtraction.and she was upset with me because I would not make him “play right”

  2. Leslie Lynch says:

    Too much fun! Kids are so entertaining! Life would be sooooo boring otherwise. :-)

  3. Samuel Jones says:

    He might get that from me…sorry…on more than 1 occasion I have downhill skied sans shirt because I was too hot…and it’s kind of manly =)

  4. Jane Parker says:

    I laughed so hard, it’s a good thing my bladder was empty!

  5. Esther J Cann says:

    Your kids are either brilliant or just weird, but I love them anyway! I don’t remember about your Mom playing school so much, but I played school with brother one and got mad when he wouldn’t “play right” – he was only two or three at the time. So I think it runs in the family.

  6. Esther J Cann says:

    I do remember your mom climbing doorways too!

  7. dad says:

    I remember girl 2’s mom doing climbing… her mother and I came back into the apartment to find her on shelf 4 of the bookcase at age nine months! And at age three I was called outside to find her swinging by her knees from the top of the swing set, happy as a puppy with a new bone..