Oh man…..

Maybe English is a tonal language, the way Silas speaks it… He’s got a great one-two verbal punch these days, responding to requests with “Oh man” or “okay” in a dragged out, sing-song voice, from high to low, with a first-syllable emphasis. This is where I’d insert the audio clip, but he’s sleeping now and I haven’t collected it yet.

Nose bubbles were blown this week, as Silas’ colds usually linger on for weeks in the form of mucus, even though the virus is probably long gone. He passed it on to Molly, who was vulnerable due to exhaustion anyway. At least she can take cough suppressant though, Silas can’t really take anything effective, just us offering to read him books and make him hot tea. “Yes hot tea!” he says.

And another family member joined us this week… Silas’ horse, who rocks and neighs. It’s a gift from Babbee, and Silas has the horse broken already, though he’s been bucked off the back a few times, once or twice with his feet caught in the stirrups like in the Lone Ranger type of shows.  His call of “Help!” echos through the canyons of our living room. Maybe I’m Tonto.

I finally ordered a new battery for my ancient pocket camera this week, and we were all pleasantly surprised to find some old pictures on the memory card. I’ll post a few below. That is one chubby cheerful kid.

 

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