Cowboy

Reuben asked me what sort of hat this was. I told him it was a cowboy hat. He asked what a cowboy was so I said it was a person that was good at chasing cows. Then I pulled up youtube and showed him some roping, bull riding, and calf wrestling. It reminded me how violent cowboys are but Reuben was impressed and has been wearing the hat around ever since.

When the real cowboy hat was misplaced, he was using a shoe box as a stand in. I say was because the other night I was looking for some kindling for a fire and tossed the shoe box in. Both kids erupted in to shrieks of despair and horror.  I tried to pull the box out but it went up in flames before our eyes. I have not been forgiven.

Miriam got a red balloon at a friend's birthday party last week. She keeps walking through the house chanting "A balloon! A balloon!" It makes me feel like I'm stuck in that french red balloon show.

 It's been very cold here. Snow came. Then ice. Then freezing fog. Ugly cold weather. We suited up and tried to go play in it but realized it was really just ice and there was no fun to be had. I have no pictures outside because my phone powered down right before we stepped out the door. I guess it doesn't like the cold weather either.

Here's R in his snow clothes.

 And Miri.

Another funny story. Reuben has grown tall again and I am amazed that all traces of his babyhood are fast disappearing. We were sitting at the table and I couldn't help but say aloud "Reuben, look at you! You've changed so much. You are such a big boy now!"

Reuben looked over with a concerned confused look and asked very somberly "Did I used to be a girl?"

We assured him he was born a boy and the only changing he's done is change from a baby to a child. I'm not sure if we are totally believed. He knows a lot of baby sisters and a lot of older brothers, since all of his cousins on his Dad's side have a boy then girl order. I think he may be expecting Miri to change into a boy any day now.