With another little Riglet on the way I have gotten serious about making the kids into child slaves. If there is a job that they can do they are getting used to doing it without me. This has resulted in one statement being made over and over again. "Why do we have to do EVERYTHING?" I tried to remind them that it was their dad who washed all the clothes and their mom who folded like almost half of them but they don't seem to understand. I have resulted back to the foolproof method of bribery. They get a dime when they help out. These dimes have been building up and are traded at local junk stores for toys that will be thrown into the Goodwill pile as soon as they aren't looking. Despite the support to the crap toy trade in Eugene there haven't been any drawbacks so far. I feel justified in the bribery because life, after all, is a bribe. We go to work for money, we exercise so that we can eat brownies, we have children so they can do all the chores. I am just training them for their futures as human beings.
Good thing she is cute because otherwise she is totally not pulling her load.
Daisy doesn't take naps anymore unless she accidentally falls asleep crammed into a laundry basket with all her pillows and blankets. I guess all that hard work just tuckered her right out.
Rocky has kept herself busy mecing samthng.
Just look at this portrait that she made of Brandon. It looks just like him. He just finished lifting his weight, clearly. I can't think of a more interesting treasure (unless it was a bowl full of Cadbury Mini Eggs).
Boy was I wrong about them being a dumb toy. Daisy makes incredible stuff with them and Rosy uses them to try and poke out the eyes of her siblings. Ralphie's dad maybe did his eyes a favor by going with the gun instead. She builds a lot of vehicles for ants, animals (mostly giraffes) and foods (this is my daughter after all.)
Also, Daisy prefers to dress like a Ninja on Fridays when she doesn't have school and I let her wear anything that she wants. Black on black is always in fashion right? It has been the uniform of brooding artists for generations. Why stop now?