making pasta

We spent the morning cleaning the house, and then I did the girls’ hair and nails. Actually, I did EVERYONE’s nails, including Ammon and Clarissa’s. After Ammon begged to be included, I gave him rainbow toes. He spent a minute drying and admiring them in front of the fan and then declared he didn’t like it and happily scrubbed it all off.

Clarissa, on the other hand, hogged the station. Once she got her toes done, she declared it was all “MINE,” stationed herself in my lap, and refused to budge. I had to crane my head around her to try to see the other girls’ fingers and toes, and so I was basically painting them half blind. I think everyone had a good time, though.

Mary wanted a flower braid.
In the evening we all made pasta. We got a late start, and then during Mary’s piano lesson Clarissa decided to play near the boiling water on the stove. In the meantime, I was helping Ammon roll pasta through the machine. I didn’t want him to roll his finger through (as he attempted to do several times), so I ended up locking Clarissa in the mud room while I finished with Ammon. It was horrific. She screamed the whole time and threw everything she could get her hands on all around the room, and my foot decided at that minute to start throbbing with pain. By the time Abe and Mary got home, I thought I was going to pass out and Clarissa was out of her mind with rage. Abe made it all better. I love him.

While Abe worked on the pasta, we watched I Love Lucy with the kids. It was so nostalgic to share that show that Abe and I both watched and loved as kids. When my foot stopped throbbing I helped Abe finish up dinner, and afterward we let the kids watch more I Love Lucy until bedtime.