I hear Andy's voice from one room over, where he's cooking breakfast for the child who actually does sleep, calling for him to come eat. Tuck wonders how old the universe might be and together they sing the ascending notes of the day. They start with the Big Bang and visit the idea of Hubble's Constant and decide that the age of the universe might always be open to question.
On Friday, Tolliver's name was drawn from the classroom beaker, so he got to be the helper scientist during the kindergarten class baking soda experiment. He knew exactly what would happen when he added the vinegar!
The boys have been collecting various materials to create bugs - Q-tips and foil and straws and bottle caps.
And they recently pored over an article outlining the praying mantises' ability to feed on hummingbirds, incredulous at the insect's scant regard for food chain decorum.
Although Hank is not yet quite as scientifically advanced as his older brothers, he is pretty much the best gravity checker around. Entered as evidence: Andy had to glue Hank's cheek shut last week, after a serious trip and tumble episode.
Neighbors with older sons sent a text yesterday, telling us there was a big box of books on their porch for their "favorite non-fiction readers." Tucker was so mad that we made him go to bed before he could read them all.
Today the boys went on a water walk with cousins and grandparents, and came home with pet worms and mollusks and crawdads.
Tonight, I'm still surveying our good fortune. And I'm still tired, but I'm drinking bourbon now. And basking in the silence.
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Caffeinated in the AM, a little buzz in the PM AND a whole lotta gratefulness in between. XOXO
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