The Things We Do in the Morning

Lately Maxwell and I have been making art in the mornings:

Making Art with Maxwell

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Yesterday morning was kind of topsy-turvy and ended with everyone crying at some point (including me), but we also did this:

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What is this, you ask? I have no idea, but it happened. I know because there’s a photo.

This morning, Maxwell and I saw a truck train after we dropped Lucas off at school:

Truck Train

Truck trains are the opposite of crying. We were so awed by this that we just sat there quietly staring at it until it was gone. Maxwell and I and silence aren’t things that often meet in the same place.

2 Comments

  1. Posted April 19, 2012 at 3:24 am | Permalink

    You know, it’s a little alarming that Maxwell can make his eyes that round. And the kid has lashes for miles; I am slightly envious.

    I am also slightly envious that you beat Godzilla. Show us your ways, O mighty warrioress.

  2. adrienne
    Posted April 19, 2012 at 10:14 am | Permalink

    That’s Maxwell’s cute face. He does it quite intentionally.

    Maxwell told me I beat Godzilla and INSISTED I write it down on the paper. I assume it’s my pink-and-purple awesomeness that Godzilla shrinks from, though it may be my horn. Hard to say.

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