Thursday, April 16, 2015

An Eliana first: She made the Talking Tree talk.

The Talking Tree's faceThe Talking Tree has been part of the meadow behind our house since before Eliana was born. He’s gotten older now. It’s not as easy to distinguish his eyes and nose as it once was. His mouth is a separate stick, which changes over time (especially if its been windy). Both children have long enjoyed talking with him.

Today, Eliana breathed new life into him by playing the part of puppet master. Over all the years, he’d always been a happy, cheerful tree, but Eliana brought in a wider range of emotions, turning the stick into a frown when the Talking Tree was sad – which fortunately, wasn’t for very long.

Eliana made the Talking Tree talk.

Monday, April 13, 2015

Peanuts, the faith of a child, and what we take for granted

At the grocery store, Ethan and Eliana talked me into buying a few handfuls of peanuts just for fun, since they hadn’t had any for a while. I didn’t remember that in Eliana’s case, “for a while” meant ever. Nor did I notice at first after I put a few peanuts on her dinner plate, that she had trustingly inserted one into her mouth. That’s what you do with food your father puts on your plate, right? It was a hilarious sight watching her try to chew the whole peanut. Fortunately, I was able to get a bowl for her to spit it out into before she got far enough along to disdain the experience, although I’m sure she’s cured for life of her peanut naivety.