While driving in the car, almost home, Luke says to me:
Mom, what if you had to go to jail?
Me (thinking of a friend who is only allowed to see her kids 2 hours a week): That would be really sad.
Me: I would miss my kiddos!
Luke: Yea, that would be really sad. (Pausing, tearing up a little) Remember when that cop pulled you over? I thought you were going to jail. (Lip trembles.)
Me: Nooo. I just had to pay some money to the judge because I was going too fast. You don't have to go to jail for that. Jail is for people who did something REALLY BAD, like, robbing a bank...killing somebody...doing drugs...robbing someone's car...
Luke: What if Peyton's Mom had to go to jail?
Me: Uh, she's pretty nice. I don't think so.
Luke: What if she robbed Rosie?
Me: Well, Rosie doesn't have any money, so I don't think...
Luke: No, like what if someone stole Rosie?
Me: Oh. Yup. Kidnappers have to go to jail for a REEEEAALLLY long time.
Luke: Like a hundred years?
Me: Yup. Like their whole life. Even for a hundred years. But they'd probably die before that, because they'd already be a little old.
Me: (turning up radio, thinking conversation over.)
Luke: What if there was a ONE year old who robbed a bank?
Me: Haha. That wouldn't work. Look at Rosie! She's one, and she can't even walk. How would she rob a bank?
Luke: What if there was a ONE year old, who could walk and talk and drive, and they robbed a bank?
Me: That would be awesome, buddy.
Luke: Would they have to go to jail for 100 years????
Me: (Pulling into the house and weighing the cost of explaining the juvenile court system to a six year old). Uh, yup. Go get in the tub!
My one year old isn't going to be robbing banks any time soon, but she sure *steals our hearts !! wahaha. Here is a mugshot and dossier.
Age one. 23 lbs. Tallish for her age. Round face, chubby legs. 8 teeth. Light colored hair that curls in back. Bright raspberry birthmark on left side. Big baby blue eyes that everyone comments on at the grocery store, the football game, etc. Sleeps like a champ. Mellow would not be in her description. Loud (like all her siblings). Loves long walks in her stroller or the grocery cart. Likes to chew on her blankie, Mom's keys or sunglasses, Honey Nut cheerios, meat (especially sausage), all fruit except bananas, baby food except the green kinds or the chunky kinds (as long as she is allowed to do the spoon herself), French fries, pizza, eggs, spinach pie, ice cream, grown-up food in her grindy, and ripped up popcorn. First word she really meant at about 10 months was "No no no no". Also says "num num" for food, mama, dada, da for hi or bye while waving, starting to verbalize animal sounds, especially the dog on Brown Bear, Brown Bear. Recognizes lots of important words like drinky, blanky, kids, outside, stories, bottle, diapy, walk, kisses, and "Yay for Rosie!", which elicits happy patty-cakes. Favorite toys are anything with ribbons or strings (or unfortunately, cords), noisemakers, cars, and siblings. Climbs upstairs but not down. Stands alone but not yet walking. Looks like trouble--growing up too fast!
It has been a fun first month of school. I took that first weekend off and went on a fun girls' trip my sister Brooke planned for us for my Mom's 60th birthday (and kind of for my 40th). What a hoot. We definitely need to get together more often. I'm still grinning about it when I think about it, but I think my favorite moment was when we were trying (and all taking bites of each other's food) the yummy sandwiches at this award winning restaurant-in-a-gas-station and Mom looked up, almost startled, and said "This is...fun!!"
We went to Spokane which fit all the requirements of being somewhat central and having a temple and some outdoorsy things to do since Mom likes Outdoorsy Woodsy stuff.
We ate Vietnamese food (Darcy made us) and went to the temple. It was good and meaningful to be all there together, dressed in white. The temple workers kept making a big deal over Mom being there with all her girls. Darcy, Brooke and I were fighting the giggles over Darcy's good attitude about not having a matching, custom made gown like Brooke and I do (with vintage lace from our mother's wedding dress..etc, etc., very special and sentimental). Oh man Darcy, I'm still laughing.
|Darcy, Mom, Jackie, Brooke, Natalie, Rachel at the Spokane Temple|
The next day we did some shopping and went to Coeur D'Alene's boardwalk and then to my sis-in-law Sharon's lakefront house for some great kayaking on Lake Pend O'reille (sheesh with these French words already). Doug and Sharon were kind enough to BBQ for us and had an awesome ice cream Sundae trough--PERFECT for my Mom's 60th birthday, as a lifelong ice cream lover.
|Mom at the wooden Boat Show, sporting her matching Costco jacket. Natalie and I were the holdouts, but everyone else got the jacket. They looked like a Mom gang.|
Luke's first day of kindergarten rolled around. He was excited to go, even with this "all about me" T-Shirt that Macy "helped" him decorate. At least it has a lion on it. Wahahahahaha.
Luke and Rosie also had birthdays this month.
|Love the drool in this shot.|
|Luke and his buddy Peyton at their pond field trip.|
|Rosie didn't want a ride.|