dandelions and sand monsters

after finishing the second tutu last night, I wrapped some of the tulle scraps together and made a little pompom out of them. Clover found it this morning, along with a knitting needle, and did what any other small child would do: stabbed the pompom ruthlessly several times until she impaled it on the needle. the results were very pleasing to her, causing her to burst into a series of dance moves, culminating in her announcing

"it's a dandelion!!"

I thought it looked more like a Dr. Seuss clover, but it is what it is. the girls have been fighting over this thing all day. 

you know, those tulle balls are pretty cute. I think I will make more. 

of course, it had to become a weapon at some point, so she went on to beat at the cat toy felt leaves I hung from the ceiling

next in our day was THIS:

nothing can convince me that there is a legitimate explanation for why two children would refuse to eat all the edible things I offer them, and then proceed to eat ridiculous amounts of SAND.

I seriously found them shoving it by the handful after I went inside to grab a sewing project to work on while they "played in the sandbox"

Granted, Violet does have a history of mass sand consumption while "playing in the sandbox", which is why I have denied both of them the pleasure of playing in it for some time now. Somehow I thought it would be different...she is older! wiser! But no - she is just as bad, and worse, Clover followed her down the path this time and had a large lunch of sand. 

"mother, you don't look at a lady while she is eating! where are your manners?"

 

interestingly, although Clover refused to participate in the consumption of oatmeal this morning, she began begging for it specifically after her sand meal.