Ahh. Summer Vacation Begins!

It's 10:00 pm and the seedlings are nestled under their cozy blankets dreaming of what's to come on their first day of vacation.  Meanwhile, Petunia's up half the night trying to figure out what to do first! There are so many options!

Every summer, during the first few days, we spend hours upon hours reclaiming our house.  During the school year things get thrown in baskets, cubbies, filing cabinets (or not), etc. until they can be sorted at a later date.  Our basement becomes the big, black hole where misplaced items are placed in limbo. In addition, toys from the playroom, much like the rest of the items in the house, migrate.  I kind of imagine it like Toy Story, though I know that what happens in the movie is not real.  The toys do not come to life and move about the house.  Instead, little people, much like the Advance Transit, move them from place to place.

Silas's room currently houses a basket that is heaped so high that the toys above the basket are actually taller than the basket is deep.  Do you know what I mean?

It's time to purge!
TASK 1:
Silas has an enormous amount of Matchbox cars many of which are inherited from his dad and two uncles. In trade for peeing in the potty, Silas got a Matchbox car.  It worked! He trained very quickly and as you might guess, the cars piled up.  I can't tell you how many, because we haven't actually counted them!  So, guess what we're doing tomorrow?  Yep, that's right! Counting cars!  This came up at the dinner table tonight.  Both Silas and Larkin thought it would be grand to find all the cars, line them up, count them, and see how long they are when you set them bumper to bumper.  Lark's estimation is that the total length of cars will be as long as our quarter-mile driveway.  Then, we'll have to decide on a reasonable number of cars to keep.

After we thin the used car lot, we'll go to piano lessons, bake M&M cookies and head to a goodbye cookout for friends who are moving to Maine.  It sounds like a great plan.  It's time for Petunia to nestle into her bed and call it a night.  G'night!