Violin Lessons

Dear future us:

Mercy is 3 and a half and here is what she is like. She loves to play restaurant and dancing and wedding. She has started honing her mothering skills by playing momma to her dollies including feeding, burping , pottying, and putting them to sleep. She is also learning to hold her sister although Haven is a little large for a 3 year old to handle. She likes her ballet and tumbling classes and sings all kinds of spontaneous songs. She has a high sense of fashion and makes a running commentary on both real and pretend things from morning to bedtime. She is a sweetheart and a handful (very dramatic for better or worse). I enjoy telling her bedtime stories. Over the past year I have made up countless "sad animal stories". They start with an animal that is sad for some reason and end with a plot resolution where they become happy that expresses some moral like playing nice or eating your vegetables or some such thing. She is graceful and musical. She is 3 going on 10. I am getting more serious about purchasing my shotgun to keep the boys in check in the future.

If there's anything in the world better than a three-year-old girl, I don't know what it is. (SS)

Chicken and Rump

Mercy cooks a lot of pretend food for us in her room and a lot of her recipes involve “rump”. I honestly don’t know how she arrived at that term but I just go with it.

Mercy’s Chicken and Rump Recipe

“Sugar and cream and a little water and smashed French fries, then a little chicken you smashed up and then French fries and then that’s all, but you have to put a little more sugar in there, then two more cups of water and then we put sugar again and then we put ice cream but they all get smashed until they get to rump.”

Make sure you don't forget that last step or else you ain't got rump.

Thermospectral

Mercy having some fun with the ipad. She is such a little lady now. I suppose having an infant around makes everyone else seem larger and more grown up. I still have trouble not calling the baby Mercy instead of Haven. It's probably preaching to the choir but despite the complexity and work of expanding the family, it is amazing to have two little blessings.

Your Goat

Mercy's speech is remarkably clear, but she still has a few funny pronunciations that we don't want to correct because they're cute. And fleeting. I was so sad a couple months ago when she spontaneously stopped saying "lellow." Anyway, a favorite family activity is going out for frozen yogurt. Mercy has long pronounced it as "yor-gut." Recently she was talking too fast I guess, and it came out as "yor-goat." And that's what it shall be known as forevermore. (SS)

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