Deep in the Jungle of Home, two little girls puttered around making new discoveries. As the sun rose from the horizon, the light warmed their faces and reminded them of the comforts of their new base camp. Looks like it’s a good dream!
G’morning Eleanor! Good to see you too!
Before we started off into the forest, Elle wanted to get her blood pumping with a little asian-inspired workout called Ella-Fu. Hiiiiiiiiiiyah!
Let’s get to work. We’re almost finished with this sweet little tarp you’ve been dying to spit on. I’ll sew, you supervise, man the text messages and keep watch for fee-rocious animals. Deal!
While Soggy-In-Her-Pants needed a change, Ro-Dog was busy trapping tigers. Cheddar didn’t seem to mind wearing El’s pj’s…for about .00002 seconds.
It’s ok Ro-mama, you can help me take care of the baby that won’t run away. How about wiping a little jungle drool off her mouth?
No, not in her mouth, I said off her mouth…
These two are rapidly becoming each other’s BFF. And will end up partners in crime, no doubt.
What do New Orleans and Eleanor have in common? They both are nicknamed ” The Big Easy”…And they both have an oil slick down south…
Rowan, on the other hand…
Once she saw her zebra skins and foal go into the dryer she sprung into action like only a 1.9-year-old superhero would and threw a huge tantrum to save her “baba” from complete devastation. It’s important to keep the hut clean, Rowee!
I tried to get her mind off of them and put her to work in the fire pit. She didn’t quite grasp the concept of the pepper grinder.
But salting the day’s kill was a cinch!
But, no good deed goes unpunished…
Just the same we ended up with delicious roasted sweet potatoes, made by Roast Toast herself!
The reward was sweet when her skins and pony emerged dry and toasty from the dryer. Aaaaaahhhhh….
Meanwhile, Eleanor was already very well acquainted with Princess Brinley, Ruler of the Vine. But she had no idea that Drew was the real Peter Pan. Are we in Neverland?!
Neverland turned out to be the cold confines of the garage. Thanks to Peter Pan accidentally locking the door behind him, the kids and I enjoyed the afternoon locked out of the hut with no spears. After making hieroglyphics on all possible surfaces of the concrete jungle with chalk, Daddy finally came home from the hunt…
Nothing beats jungle thumb jerky.
Sorry Rowan, no babas allowed at the rain dance. Sweet ‘do though!
To celebrate May Day, Rowan enjoyed a shortbread cookie on a spear. They are REALLY good with strawberry jam. Rowan might be an old squaw before she knows that.
This…is my pooping face.
And this…is my poopy face. Put the camera down and change me!
Ro-Chefity back in the fire pit, sauteing some zuke for dinner.
Once the day’s adventure is done, there is no reward better than soaking in the whirlpool while enjoying homemade triple berry ice cream for desert. Ohhhhh yeah!
At the end of the day Rowan is no different than Eleanor…plus four zebras.
We have to get together…SOON!
Mr. Brown Can Moo, Can You is one of Melody’s favorite books… did Renee send it to you?
Melody freaked out when she saw me wash her kitty and Lemody (giraffe) too- I had to tell her they were taking a special toy bath, and then distract her with something else. Ah 2, it’s so fun 🙂
They are cuties!
i just LOVE that blanket!! Soooo amazing!!! I don’t think I’ve seen it before…
I need some of your recipes!
And, I always love your posts and commentary!!
I love your girls, they always have so much expression! And of course the blankets, dresses etc are to die for! You were just suppose to have girls because you know how to make them oh so so cute! I did get a new camera the Cannon EOS 50D, I love it but am still learning. So when you coming to visit?? 🙂