Two winters later, we finally have a swept and inspected chimney, bringing our cozyness potential up at least three more points. To Griffin and Maggie’s delight, we built our first crackling blaze tonight.
First Fire
Category Archives: Griffin
Good idea?
“Griffin, do you think that’s a good idea?”
“No, but I’m going to do it anyway.”
Green Halloween?
“Hey Griffin, what do you want to be for Halloween this year?”
“A rain barrel!”
More From Griffin
“Mama, I have all these songs in my body and I’m tryin’ to decide which one you can hear!”
“Mama, I want to fetch a pail of water for the garden.”
“I will bring my scooter outside and then people will hear it going “ba-bump, ba-bump” because there are cracks and then they will play with me. Maybe Bud or Betty will come out!” (Bud and Betty are our 80 year old neighbors)
G: “I’m still a little bit sad.”
Me: “Oh, yeah? Why?”
G: “I’m still sad from yesterday.”
Me: “What made you sad yesterday?”
G: “You were loud with me.”
Me: “Oh, I’m sorry that’s still making you sad. Is there anything I can do to help you?”
G: “No. Don’t worry. My sadness will go away soon.”
Me: <heart aching>
Unexpected Sight
As I was finishing my lunch in the dining room, I suddenly realized there was silence coming from the basement when just a few moments earlier there had been rambunctious banging of “music” wafting up the stairs. Wondering which object I would find flushed down the toilet this time (and when exactly I would learn not to leave him alone in the basement), I rushed down the stairs saying, “Griffin! What are you up to?” Imagine my surprise when I came upon Griffin unloading the dry clothes from the dryer and loading the wet ones from the washing machine.
“Wow, buddy! What a helper you are!” I said as I marveled at how big and responsible he was getting.
“Yeah, Mama! Hey, remember that time I pooped on the rug and in my underwear?”
Ah, yes. You are still three.
Griffin “Reads”
Griffin, much to our delight, absolutely loves books. While he might be a bit hyper (and I say that lovingly), he will almost always sit down and listen to a story. He has been loving the book Leonardo the Terrible Monster by Mo Willems lately. He has asked me to read it to him three or four times in a row in one sitting! Today, he plopped down on the kitchen floor and said, “I’m going to read Leonardo to you!” I was fortunate enough to catch it on video (sorry for the poor sound quality):
Decorative Trees
On the highway to Duluth, passing through a forest: “Mommy, Daddy, are the trees for decoration?”
Who will play with me?
After nearly four hours at the park with two playgrounds, a pool, and friends, we return home and Griffin immediately says, “Momma, will you play with me?”
“No, sweetie, I have to make lunch.”
“Well, then who will play with me???”
Spiders
Griffin: Are spiders scary?
Me: Not really
Griffin: Well why can’t we touch them?
Me: Sometimes they’re too fast to touch.
Griffin: Well I think it’s because:
- Some of them go out of my hands
- Some of them have fire eyes, and
- We can’t touch them
Me: That makes perfect sense to me.
Lunatic Poet
Griffin’s new favorite game: