Kidquips 7

December 11, 2011 | My Jottings

The night before last, nine year-old Clara and eight year-old Elijah spent the night. We had a fun, quiet time together. They slept in the guest room and stayed up late reading Tintin books. On Saturday morning they slept in until 8:00 a.m., which is late for all of us; it seemed like such a luxury. They played quietly and cheerfully together on our living floor — Clara with the Magformers and Elijah with the Legos. We had carols playing on the house intercom system, the tree lights were on, and Grandpa and I were sitting there with them, enjoying their company.

Clara and Elijah both decided they wanted to count how many cardinal ornaments are on our Christmas tree. They both came up with fifteen.

Edith and Mildred were in the living room with us too — they always need to be with their people and follow us around from room to room. Edith was snoozing on Michael’s lap as he sat in the wingback chair. Millie was laying on the floor near the Christmas tree, with her legs stretched out behind her. (Click the photo to enlarge the cuteness.)

I have some new skeins of Sharon’s yarn and I was sitting on the couch rolling them into balls.

Elijah looked up from his Legos and said casually “Grandma, I think Edith is looking more like Grandpa as she gets older, and Millie is looking more like you.”

I did not laugh. I could see he didn’t mean this as a negative thing, so I paused for a few moments.

“Really, Lije?” I said. “In what way do you think the dogs look like us? Is it because I have a grey sweater on and Millie is grey too?”

“No,” Elijah said in total seriousness as he looked at me. “I just think her face looks like your face, especially the eyes.”

Arf,