Wednesday, June 20, 2012

summertime wren

Kitchen helper, explorer, frog catcher, jumper, piano practicer, fish in the swimming pool.  Wrennel is a blast this summer. She almost always has a book in her hand, or next to her in her seat. Sometimes it's Grimm's Fairy Tales (current favorite is The Juniper Tree... maybe I should add 'bloodthirsty' to that list?) Sometimes it's a Little House on the Prairie book ("Dad, what does 'Hangin's too good for thieves" mean?") She loves Mrs. Pigglewiggle, and Veggietales, and she loves reading her old favorite picture books to Ben. Ben's new word this week is BOOKA BOOKA! He is very insistent that SOMEONE READ TO HIM RIGHT NOW PLEASE.

Wren still loves playing with babies and little kids, and she's pretty good at it- she puts on silly little shows for Ben and the other babies, and they giggle and giggle until their faces turn red. They love her.

The happiest moment of Wren's summer so far was when my dad and stepmom's little bird Tweet sat on her shoulder. She was just incandescently happy, and she still talks about it. The second happiest moment was when her dad brought home the super trashy pool. She spends most of every afternoon splashing around in there and it's ring is always littered with various outfits she's worn throughout the day. I don't know why I bother when she's just going to take all her clothes off as soon as I'm not paying attention anyway. Let's just say, Wren definitely does not need to worry about tan lines this summer.

We finally got the wonderful news this week that Wren's transfer went though and she will be at her great school again next year. This brings me to a hope I have for her, in the fall when we start school again. Being at home with everyone this summer it's become pretty clear how little Wren has that is just HERS- that she can set down somewhere without fear that it will immediately be stolen and rifled through. She's not getting her own room anytime soon, but I think this fall, whether we're still in this house or not, she's going to be getting her own desk. If I have to build a study carrel in the garage, I will give this kid a space of her own. And then we'll put an electric fence around it or something, because nothing less would dissuade her siblings from being sure Wren would really LOVE to play with them. And they're usually right.

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