Matt was kind enough to send me a few photos from his phone, at least, so here's how the T-bird spent his last day of pre-pre-school freedom at the Longmont Museum:
When not dressing up like a buffalo, he's been hanging out with donkeys. One of his grandparents' Wisconsin neighbors keeps donkeys, and surprisingly, donkey costumes.
There are many tales of tractors, airplane rides, horseback riding, and general adventure yet to follow ($%*$%& camera/ iPhoto/ new OSX Lion operating system!), but thanks to Matt's dad, I also have one good shot of both kids with our lovely niece Talia.
There are many tales of tractors, airplane rides, horseback riding, and general adventure yet to follow ($%*$%& camera/ iPhoto/ new OSX Lion operating system!), but thanks to Matt's dad, I also have one good shot of both kids with our lovely niece Talia.
Miranda, Tucker, and Talia were largely inseparable during the days we were all together in Wisconsin. They even slept together in a puppy pile of sleeping bags in their grandparents' basement.
(Side note: Talia's little sister Ella is three months old, and Tucker refers to her as "baby-sleeping-Ella" whenever he asks about his cousins. Rather than dealing with jet lag, smart little Ella just skipped the time-adjustment to Central Daylight Time, which made things, um, interesting sleepwise for the adults. Also led to a sort of conservation-of-sleep effect where I don't think we actually managed to have all four children under the roof sleeping at the same time. For five days. These are the things which adults bond over, especially when good wine is also involved.)
Talia understands English, but primarily speaks French, which led to some priceless language-barrier moments for all of us and eventually resolved itself between the children into a sort of Frenglish patois. At one point, when Miranda was asking her to "please say it in English," Talia responded, hands on hips, "Je suis speak English!" Here are the three musketeers, hanging out:
