The past three to four days John has been lining up toys. Mostly the cars and animals but I also noticed blocks that were the same size of different colors lined up. I like it that he does it. The first photo was so surprising. All of a sudden animals were along the edge of the table. I really like that he put the elephant in the middle. The last photo was done this morning right before church.
Clara would run fast and then stop just in time to not hit the sliding glass door. John would protect himself by helping cushion the stop with his feet. It was so funny to watch.
Clara has been really into my baret lately. I get a kick when she puts it on. I really love going on walks with John and Clara and the wagon has made it even more enjoyable. I am glad every time we do it. Still it is so strange how hard it is to get out of the door. Why is that?
Butterflies are known for their unusual life cycle that includes a spectacular metamorphosis from caterpillar to a colorful winged adult. They have an erratic yet graceful flight pattern that attracts attention when they pass. The Ancient Greek word for butterfly is psȳchē, which means soul. I particularly admire their symmetry and kaleidoscope of colors.