Now that the brunt of the holiday chaos is winding down, I thought I’d pause a moment to capture some of the past month’s moments that I told myself I should jot down.
Ben and Lucy have been learning to skate with “Uncle” Paul LaGrand at the local hockey club. Last Saturday I decided that it was about time I tried to learn a little myself, so in a few days I’ll be joining them.
A few weeks ago while decorating the Christmas tree during a particularly warm and fuzzy family afternoon, Ben turned to Sara and said, “I’m having a moment — a moment of happiness like a bear who ate all the honey from the bees.”
Ben and Lucy and I were sitting in the car in the grocery store parking lot, waiting for Sara to buy some milk and apples (almost sounds too wholesome to be true, doesn’t it?). Lucy and Ben were jabbering away in the back seat while I was up in front, trying to listen to NPR. I have no recollection of what was on the radio, but I distinctly recall Lucy complaining to Ben about hitting her imaginary friend, some character that she hijacked from one of her favorite books. Ben apologized and explained that he didn’t see the friend. Then he went on to say, “I have an imaginary friend, too. But he lives in Chicago, so I don’t see him much. His name is Pea Brain.” I’m pretty sure Ben’s friend didn’t come from a book.
The past few days we’ve been playing a game called Blockus that Sara got me for my birthday. Unfortunately, most games that my kids can play are terribly boring for me. Blockus, however, is a blast. Even though it requires a fair amount of strategy, Ben and Lucy have been holding their own against me and Sara. Fantastic.
The kids’ favorite line from the dramatic reading at the Christmas Eve service last night was King Herod’s, “I am the king. And I intend to stay the king!” They had a fun time repeating that about 100 times last night.
Ben asked me what “geek” means yesterday. The timing was a little odd, since he has been calling me a geek for the past year or so. Anyway, I naturally tried to put a positive spin on it: “A geek is someone who is smart — someone who is usually good at…umm…umm.” When he saw me sputtering, Ben interjected: “Psychological warfare?” Well, no, that isn’t exactly what I was about to say.