In Trouble

Daddy has been working weekends of late to help prepare for the Year One delivery that his team is completing. So consider his surprise when he came home yesterday to find some "elective artwork" that had mysteriously appeared on the hallway wall near Baby Girl's bedroom and bathroom. Little Monster pulled out all the stops for this one — no settling for mere washable crayons for her. This mural's media is Sharpie. Well, at least it was in the right place, because the hallway is where Papa Den and Grandpa CJ have their artwork hanging as well. Perhaps this Little Werewolf is the product of too much fine art culture.

Occasional badness aside, Sweet Girl has been proceeding by leaps and bounds with her mastery of letters, numbers, and colors. She's strongest in colors, and she spends pre-bath time discussing the colors of the rug on her bathroom floor. While she definitely knows the names of individual letters, Wee Goblin doesn't necessarily know which letter is which, and she's happy to recite a hodge-podge of letters to go with whatever actual letters she sees. Still, it's very promising to hear the names of the letters. We can worry about recognition later. Counting is Sweet Girl's favorite game, and she loves counting everything from the fruit in The Very Hungry Caterpillar to the sprouts and sausages she has on her plate at meals. "Two!" is her favorite number.

You might be surprised to see so much hair so quickly on this Tickle Bug. She was bald-headed for so long! It used to give her mother fits, and Mama used to give Daddy the stink-eye, on the assumption that it was somehow his fault. But all that has changed, as Little Werewolf is possessed of a flowing mane of springy locks not unlike those worn by the lion in The Wizard of Oz. She imagines the wind whipping through her hair as she rides her rocking motorcycle, and occasionally the sunlight shines through them like the halo of a little (hungry) angel.

Happy Father's Day!