A Good Arm

As you know, Eve loves to throw rocks into the water. Well now she's discovered she can throw other things and at our kitchen floor of all places. Yesterday I was making lunch for a friend who is in the process of moving so I was letting Eve play in the kitchen while I was frantically making quesadillas and smoothie. Eventually Eve crawled into the dishwasher where she usually carefully unloaded the dishes putting them up on the counter. As I was getting a bag to load up the lunch in I hear glass shatter. I run into the kitchen just in time to Eve throw another glass onto the floor, which luckily didn't break. As she grabbed for a third glass I picked her up, trying not to laugh to myself at the whole scene.

Fast forward a couple of hours and we are home again getting ready to go to the lake. Eve was holding to ceramic mugs and walking around while I was gathering up swimming suits and towels. Wham! She had thrown a mug on the floor with the handle breaking off spreading shrapnel all over the kitchen floor, again. I grabbed the second mug as she was raising it above her head.

And you thought I was done. Oh no. As I was making dinner I gave Eve a little bowl (ceramic again) filled with dry cheerios that she could snack on. She started throwing the Cheerios all over the floor so I picked her up to move her out of the kitchen when she throws the bowl to the floor and it shatters. Now I understand why my parents invested in all pewter dishes.

P.S. Eve is wearing the linen pants I made last week while Scott was on a river-rafting trip with the young men from our church. I should say, those are the second pair that I made; the first pair are big enough for me to wear as shorts. And I won't tell you how many seams I had to un-stitch or how long it took me. They're wearable and that's all we're going to focus on here.