When Eden was a year and a half, my dad gave her a bundle of Mardi gras beads. They’ve been the favorite toy for all of our little visitors ever since. Lately I’ve noticed that we’ve been missing our beads. Out of 12 strands, there were only two left kicking around the house.

Yesterday, Honor was playing with one of the strands of beads. He came and got me and grunted towards the heating vent. I took the cover off, only to discover that ALL of the beads were laying in the bottom of the heating duct. All of them, in a nice, dusty, warm pile. This child just never stops. I swear, the only time he ever plays with his toys is to stick them in the plant, the toilet, the trash can, and now the heating vent. I just don’t know what to do with him.

And now for a moment of Peanut cuteness:
Today when I was heating the remainder of lunch up in the microwave, Eden grabbed Honor’s hand, bowed her poor little hairless head and prayed for lunch all by herself.