These fine young men who, in that picture were waiting on their purple cows, have returned to their own house with their mama who came to fetch them this afternoon. Levon is playing with Ratty, as you can see, who is playing with a car. I cannot imagine a time when Ratty will not be here, just waiting patiently for someone to pick him up, slip a hand inside of him, and bring him to life again. He is a most clever puppet.
What August is holding and what has both of their attention, is a very, very old little slot-machine game that Glen found when he was looking through his stuff. It still works and August, especially, was fascinated by it.
I think they had a good time, even though at one point Levon told me that he didn't know I was such a mean MerMer. I forget what it was I wouldn't do. Perhaps read a specific book that instant. He got over it. He's so funny and I love his ability with language. We were talking this morning about the fox that we have now gotten on camera, running about the yard. Mr. Moon wants to trap and relocate it and I'm not sure that's even legal but for a moment Levon thought we were talking about killing it and said, "Killing something is so rude!"
We explained that no, we weren't going to kill it but the fox was quite rude in that it has been killing our chickens. Glen was wearing a sort of Hawaiian shirt that had some billed fish on it and inspired by that, the child said, "I know what you could do. You could catch a sword fish and then use the sword to kill the fox. See? There IS an answer."
Last night's chicken and dumplings pleased those little guys tremendously.
I agreed with him that I am. Especially in this family.
"But you aren't the shortest woman in the world," he said.
Back under the covers they both went and fell asleep almost immediately.
Levon managed to find me easily this morning around 6:10. He knows that he can come and snuggle with me which is what he does with his mama too. So into the bed he came and I cuddled him up and he was very still and very quiet and I sort of dozed until about seven when August came in and announced that it was now morning and that it was time for TV. But first he got in the bed too and we all snuggled and then Boppy woke up and everyone got kisses and he took them off to yes, watch TV and fall asleep in his chair and I did what I always do in these circumstances which is to fall immediately into a deep and dreamy sleep for a very long time.
"What?" they asked.
"That I am so very proud to be your grandmother."