Honey, Roller Skates, and Luke's Inept Father

Just a quickie because I have a few pictures I want to share. First off, special pics of a special tradition. Kamy and Zephyr started having "Pooh time" before Zephyr could even say "honey." For his birthday this year, Kamy gave him some honeycomb. We let him pig out on it, and he even shared some with Jubi.

Also, Zephyr received a little birthday money, which we planned to use for knee and elbow pads, so we could return the ones his friend Grady generously loaned him. (They like to play a game which involves throwing themselves to the floor while wearing the pads. Come to think of it, that's the whole game.) At Target today, I discovered that a package of knee and elbow pads cost just about the same as a package of knee and elbow pads PLUS a pair of Spidey-skates. Zephyr was delighted, and could hardly wait through lunch to go try them out. I can't say he's a natural, but I bet he'll be gliding along before long.

Doesn't he sort of look like an older kid here? Can't you just hear him saying, "Awww, Mom!" and giving me that same look?

Of course, Jubilee had her wheels as well.

I'll end with a small anecdote: on the way to the store, Jubilee had a bowl with a few crackers in it. Zephyr told me that she had spilled it. "Babies do that," I explained to him. "That's why I just give her small amounts of things, because I know she might spill." He turned to Jubilee and said in a kind voice, "You didn't do anything wrong, Jubi." Pause. "Mommy, if Darth Vader gave food to a baby, he wouldn't do it right. He'd give too much, and it would make a big mess."