Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Oh, Reese!

The little one keeps us laughing.  About a hundred times a week, we laugh with her and then smile and say, "Oh, Reese!"  Seems like that's the best response we've got to her antics.

For example, every night the girls pick a book.  We kept telling Reese to go get her book and she kept telling us she already had.  She held out her hand to show us a stack of plastic Barbie-sized books meant for play.  "Itsy Bitsy Spider!" she told us.  So, we held the toy books, which would not open, and sang Itsy Bitsy Spider as if we were reading it.

Reese was playing with Kate this week and was trying to carry a trophy in her mouth.  Jordan heard her dropping it over and over and told her not to carry the trophy in her mouth so it wouldn't break.  "But Daddy, I horse!"  Um... huh?  "Daddy, I horse.  I not have hands."  The rules of imaginary play are strict and unwavering.

Many weeks ago, Reese heard the ice cream truck and told her sisters she would treat them (they obviously had a hand in planting the idea that Reese use her money to buy all of the ice cream, but she was happy to oblige).  She ran inside and got her $0.79 and sprinted back out.  It wasn't enough, sadly, and we didn't have any cash on us.  Well, for Easter Reese got more money, and her sisters reminded her of the ice cream deal.  Ever since then, Reese would run downstairs, hands in her ears, yelling, "You heard that?  You hear that truck?" every time the music from the truck would come.  For many nights, we'd hear the truck but could not find the truck.  Finally, at long last, we heard the truck, grabbed Reese's money, and made it to the front yard in time.  It was just too much... Reese danced and jumped and yelled, "I love that ice cream truck!" while her sisters made their selections.  And then she proudly paid for the whole experience.  Worth it for sure.

When Jordan travels, the first few days he is back in town, there is a traveling tax that he must pay: every time he sits on the floor, he is tackled by either Reese or Josh.  Reese smashes her face into his as hard as she can and leans into him with great passion and force.

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