The girls were able to eat and walk around by noon, which was a blessedly brief spell of whatever-it-is, so I got to go out and buy a bathing suit (yay, in glum tones) and a backpack for Nat, while Geoff stayed with the kids. He was home because he was feeling sick, and I think most of what we accomplished yesterday was getting the children thoroughly acquainted with the crew of the Enterprise.
Nat spent a lot of the day drawing and doing Lego, because that's his thing. He's dedicated a whole drawer in his new dresser to his ever-more-elaborate creations, and I am beginning to feel like maybe I should sign him up for a Junior Engineers course or something.
After all the children except Nat were in bed Geoff watched yet more Star Trek (it was an astonishingly low energy high tv day) and I immersed myself in Facebook and Nat drew, and then somehow we ended up on the couch with my old copy of Wild Plants and Flowers of Ontario, flipping through and me telling Nat about any that I knew. We decided that in fall we're going to pick sumac and make sumac-ade, and we should look for garden plants that have square stems because they're from the mint family, and next year we should plant milkweed and see if we can get monarch caterpillars.
Thomas's bedtime wish involved baking a cake and cookies and making marshmallow and baloney sandwiches. I don't get it. He has never eaten baloney. I doubt he knows what it is.
It's a rainy day today, and it's also farmer's market, so I have to decide if we're going anywhere (in the rain, with stroller). How strong is our desire for strawberries and asparagus? Can we stand another whole day at home without killing anyone?