she love some waffle house?

July 29, 2007 | Filed Under ordinary 

the weekend disappearing, rain and gray and cloud spin together in webs over and beyond. towels on the clothesline were rained on three times before i could manage to take them down and start over in the washing machine. drowning laundry is depressing to see when driving around the house and into the drive, pelting into the house in five leaps and more little tiptoeing steps, glancing out of the dotted window, through glass and screen.

the rain brings jude’s morning glories to new heights and blooms, hypnotizing in purple as we stare at them from above. ernie cuts the grass in long strides, “just like i do, mom,” jude boasts of his thrifted yard machine with which he imitates his poppy.

friday, before the rain, we trekked around the paths of the zoo to see animals that weren’t bats or lions but were intriguing and imitative all the same. i brought home a cheetah (henry) and an alligator (jude) who walked on his hind legs looking for little boys to eat for dinner. we look at the pictures and jude tells me to “turn the elephant around so that i can see his trunk,” and “make ethan look at us instead of at the monkey.” too bad photographs don’t move around on screen and paper like they do in magical worlds.

speaking of, i was as sad as everyone else who looked forward to escaping from our own muggle worlds and dursley acquaintances to reach the end of the harry potter books. i do look forward to enjoying them with my children, but it won’t be the same the next time around.

yesterday we hired the Favorite Babysitter to come and play while we ran off alone and without supplies. jude cried when we came home. i would have left again had it not been ten thirty and had we not already paid the Favorite Babysitter a small fortune. we bought books and weird cold coffee drinks (blueberry? good, but what was i thinking? i was thirsty.), dinner, spent birthday gift cards on things for kids. and henry is now the proud owner of some kicking new vans that were only ten dollars. what? i thought it was a joke, but the very pierced girl chewed on one of the metals in her lip and told me that she wouldn’t joke around like that.

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