Ramblings about my two favorite kids

Monday, August 4, 2008

Everybody needs a Bob and Juice

When Sam gets tired or upset, he always asks for "Bob and Juice." Bob is his little stuffed dog/blanky thing, and in these circumstances his cup of juice gets treated as its own being, deserving of a capital letter at the beginning.

One of Sam's favorite activities in Tahoe was "picking up stuff." The stuff usually consisted of rocks and pine cones. He started lining up his findings on the ledge near the hot tub. Soon he was telling me that one rock was Mom, one was Dad, and one was Sam. Then he had to find a Bob rock and a Juice rock for the Sam rock. Next, he found a sister rock. Later, he was outside with Grandmommy and added a rock or pine cone for everyone in the extended family, as well as Bob and Juice rocks for everybody.

Here's some pictures of the "family," each with a Bob and Juice.




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