Chad in Summer

 

On Tuesday, Mother made an Executive Decision, and shoed us all out of the house for a few hours. It was hot, but not unbearable in the shade, and quite pleasant when the wind blew. Kristina and I outfitted ourselves with water bottles and books and settled down to read.

Chad is not big on reading. He will peruse a “Calvin and Hobbes”, and will pick words out on coupons and in his animal encyclopedias; but a story book beyond an easy reader is a bit above him yet, even though his vocabulary is quite good–I heard him just yesterday break off from explaining something to say with gentle reproof, “Kristina, you’re supposed to look enthralled and interested.”   He was quite bored outside. But after ten or fifteen bored minutes, he came up with natural face paint, and continued to deprive the geranium of it’s petals long into the evening.

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Later that evening, I look up and Chad has rolled a barrel down by the play house for cover, and is peeking up from behind it spying on me with his face painted like this and with a pair of binoculars around his neck! I was so proud.

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