Yesterday, Sim learned how to climb up a step. We were at the local relatives' house, and they have an area in their home that's one step below the rooms adjoining either side. I thought how perfect it was that Sim could combat crawl around in there and not be Hurricane Sim. Then, he noticed something about a foot into one of the rooms. The something was a colorful plastic comb. Simeon NEEDED that comb. So he climbed the step and got it. And later, he taught himself how to climb down the step, too.
Today we've been talking about America and independence and listening to Wee Sing America in order to get into the spirit of the thing. For me, the 4th will always be about going to the lake house of my aunt and uncle. We spent many, many Independence Days there with family in my growing up years, and I still can't quite get used to not being there on the 4th. When I asked Hannah how she was enjoying the 4th, she seemed to have similar feelings of something missing -- not the same thing, though: "It would seem more like the 4th of July if people were shooting off firecrackers in the streets, or at least if there was a PARADE going by our house!" I think her literary selections with stories of the 4th from long ago have given her a different picture of what to expect...
Michael picked another 2 pounds of sour cherries last night and another 11 pounds of sweet this morning. He's about to start on a cherry pie to bring to the potluck this evening. Hopefully most of the people coming won't actually want cherry pie...;)
Perhaps the most momentous happening today, though, is that Naomi used the big girl potty twice this morning, each time telling us she needed to go! Independence (from diapers, that is), here we come!
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