Wasp Nests and other stories for the week.

Lachlan was walking through the thrift store with Charlotte and I and her asked her why it smelled a little bit good and a little bit bad in there. She said she didn’t know. He suggested maybe someone had tooted. In flowers. It did smell a little like an air freshener in a bathroom stall…

Blaine found a puddle in my closet and asked what had been spilled. Creed immediately fessed up. He’d peed – in our bedroom closet. Why? He’d been playing with Pierce and somehow peeing in the closet happened. I’m confused. He seemed to think it was entirely normal. Why it hadn’t been cleaned up is also unclear.

Lach frequently tells me that when he’s big that he’ll buy me a new baby, since he won’t be a baby anymore. We were cutting through the baby section of Walmart one day and he stopped to look at a baby dress and said I needed to get it for the baby he’s going to buy me. Creed piped up and informed Lachlan that they don’t sell babies at Walmart. Lach was quiet for many minutes before he heard a baby cry and shouted, quite at the top of his typically quiet lungs, “See Creeder! They DO sell babies at Walmart!”

“Momma, if we got you a wasp nest, would you decorate with it?”

Of course. How cool. I’d love it. I didn’t know what lengths they were about to go to when they headed out the door.

Half an hour of apparently risking life and limb, standing on the cab of Sterling’s truck, and a heroic cut-the-limb-with-the-pole-saw followed by a leap to catch the falling branch later, the boys marched in like they’d conquered the world.

It. Is. Huge. So, so cool. And now I need to figure out how to display it!

One thing led to another, and Sterling and Stellan went to retrieve another. This one fell apart when it fell. I had no idea what was inside. It’s super cool.

Can we count this as science hours?!