It’s Not All Mary Poppins

George and Darcy

George and Darcy are here! They are so BIG! Darcy has slimmed right out. He’s not a stocky little toddler any more, he is a boy – and a good-looking one at that. George always was on the slender side, so his growth spurt is less dramatic. Two tall, slim boys are in my home. Wow.

Today is a PD (Professional Development) day, meaning the teachers go to school and the kids have the day off. (For recent readers, George and Darcy are ‘old’ daycare kids, now four, and four-and-a-half years old, respectively.) When Nigel’s mother asked if I could take George for the day, I immediately emailed Darcy’s mother. “Want to send Darcy? No charge!”

So far today, we have made stockings, we have made pipecleaner candy canes, and we have made oatmeal raisin cookies. Now the kitchen is filled with the aroma of baking, and the sounds of — any guesses? — a hockey game!!

“OWWW! You hit me in the ankle!” George shakes his foot.
“Now we have to have a penalty.” The boys repair to a chair, where they sit, side by side, their feet dangling. George watches the second hand on the kitchen clock.
“But now there is no hockey game!” Darcy complains.
“Yes, there is. It’s just waiting.”

Hockey lasts until lunch. Macaroni and cheese, with a couple of cups of squash mixed in for rich creamy vegetable goodness. Darcy inhales his first bowlful, then holds up the empty bowl.

“More, please!”
“Darcy, that’s not polite.” George informs him.
“He’s right, Darcy. That’s not polite for a big boy like you. Say the whole sentence, please.”
“May I have some more macaroni, please?”
George claps his hands. “Good job, Darcy!!”

Are they not the sweetest? Oh, and then they sang The 12 Days of Christmas, but that song is enough for another whole post. We’ll string out the George-and-Darcy fun, shall we?

© 2006, Mary P

December 12, 2006 Posted by | Christmas, manners, parenting | 16 Comments