Moves in Curves

This was just a short ‘un, down to the OBX for the day. Swimming in the sound, sifting for fossil shark teeth at the Elizabeth II, ice cream in Manteo, and Wright Brothers Memorial. The usual round, basically.

While at the Wright Bros, I attempted to instill a sense of the grandeur of history in my evil twins. I explained about Wilbur and Orville Wright and the first flights, and added “It was over a hundred years ago!” Twin A immediately piped up, “Dinosaurs lived 65 million years ago!” If this were Twitter, I think the appropriate hashtag would be #justgottold

A few pics I snapped on my phone. I would share the ones I took with the spiffy camera, but sadly, my Internet is still not working. I will try to remember to add them later.

The boys were laying in bed telling each other “riddles”.

C: “I have a riddle for you, D. It’s something that is square-rectangle and puffy and white all over and is for little kids. What is it?”

D: “Is it a pepper?”

C, laughing: “No!”

D: “Is it a carrot?”

C: “No.”

D: “Is it a little carrot?”

C: “No.”

D: “Is it a yellow pepper?”

C: “No.”

D: “Is it a strawberry marshmallow?”

C: “You almost got the correct answer, but you got to say it with nothing else.”

D: “Is it a marshmallow?”

C: “Yes!”

(both laugh uproariously)

…remind me why I am married. Told the husband that running the swamp trail was kinda bothering my knees, or maybe it’s my shoes.

“You don’t have good running shoes?”

Hi, remember me? Your wife who is supercheap? I have $20 Payless sneakers that I bought five years ago. Or more.

“You need to go buy cross trainers. Go to Lady Foot Locker. Nike is the best, buy some Nikes.”

Aww. He really is very thoughtful, he never spares expense on me.

I like to pretend to be scared when the boys, for example, attack me with dragons/dinosaurs/Lego spaceships, and C said to me today after I had been frightened of D’s Lego tank, “You always thinking things are real.”

This morning they played Candyland (stacking the deck) with two of their dragons, and D told me, “We playing for the Gronckle and the Zippleback,” and C added, “Because they not real.”

We went to the beach today, and they had a grand old time for a while, but then it started clouding over and C started getting worried. He kept watching the clouds and saying, “Those clouds coming in awfully fast, Mama.” About ten minutes later (when the Starburst ran out) he decided we needed to leave. “It going to rain. Look at those clouds! Let’s go, Mama. We better go.”

Tonight is the final episode of Lost. First they asked if they could stay up and watch it, because they love the smoke monster. I told them no, they had to go to bed at 7. When bedtime rolled around, I reminded them it was the last episode, so they climbed into bed and D said, “You better go, Mama, so you don’t miss anything,” and C added, “Good night, we love you!”

Me: Where is your niceness?

C: I left it in the car.

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Me: (during a lecture on behavior) Do you have manners?

C: Not a lot of them.

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Me: What happened to all the brownies?

D: Um, I had to feed them to the super-Carnotaurus.

C: Raaaar.

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C spent about half an hour tonight cutting up construction paper into small pieces, and informed me he was going to leave them under his pillow so the Tooth Fairy would think they were teeth and leave him “lots and lots of quarters”. D was gung-ho for this plan, although he did try to convince C that he needed to cut in tooth-shaped pieces instead of the efficient squares and rectangles he was making, but C was unconcerned. Apparently he doesn’t think much of the Tooth Fairy’s powers of observation.

Totally looks like teeth, right? Right?

I told my mom about this scheme, and she said, laughing, “They have larceny in their hearts!”

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They also spent most of the afternoon with one of them on the top bunk in their bedroom and the other on the floor, trying to make a “Shamu rocket ship” (a toy orca in a cup) fly to Pluto (one of the remaining planets in the solar system that hangs from their ceiling. Neptune died a sad death a few months ago, and Mercury is pretty banged up). D was very exasperated that the rocket ship didn’t make it past Saturn and kept bouncing off the closet door.