This morning Lydia came racing into our room an hour earlier than usual because she was so excited to brush her teeth. (I bought her a new toothbrush yesterday.) Abe and I didn’t really mind her early wake-up because for the rest of the morning she and Mary played imagination.
Today their game involved feeding little baby “blancas” and then killing the big, bad “blancas.” From the pictures they drew of the blancas, I gathered that these were a type of monster-snake. The girls assured me that the little ones were nice, but they needed to kill the big ones with their magic powers. Grandma, Mary wore the froggy blanket you made her because that gave her magic powers to kill the big blancas.
At one point, I brought the girls to their room so I could read to them, but somehow that all ended in a ball game with Abe. Here are some pictures:
Then we went to church, where Abe taught a lesson on the crucifixion. I missed it because I was in the nursery, but I made him give me the blow-by-blow when we got home. In my personal study of the lesson, I got a lot out of Peter’s denial of Christ and the “spirit-is-willing-but-flesh-is-weak” theme. Abe’s main takeaway centered around fulfilling our life mission and not being side-tracked by power or wealth.
Then Abe and I made dinner, after which he took the girls to a nearby field to fly kites. I am still immobile after yesterday’s hike, so I stayed home to read more of Joseph Smith: Rough Stone Rolling.
Also, in case Lydia’s winky eye ever disappears, we recorded it in action today: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QAGp5m_P3I0