





Ainsley took a spin on Bennett's little bike this weekend. Bennett has outgrown it and Ainsley is glad to be taking it off her hands. I guess I should have said that Ainsley took a spin on HER new bike this weekend.
We harvested a few grapes off of a neighbor's grapevine over the weekend. There were two varieties and Bennett loved them. Ainsley chewed a couple of them up and spit them back out. Here is a picture of Bennett modeling the fresh produce as a pair of earrings. Oh, and the coolest thing we did was watch a bunch of ants carry off crumbs bigger than themselves from a piece of Ainsley's crushed monster cookie in the driveway! It was amazing and I took a video of it, but I am having difficulty getting it onto this blog. I'll keep working on it!

Once Bennett had been dropped off, Ainsley and I returned home to enjoy playing outdoors for a bit of the beautiful morning. We visited with one another in the driveway as we played, and topics included bees, sidewalk chalk, the newspaper delivery man, types of butterflies, Guatemalan Worry Dolls and winter. As soon as we began discussing characteristics of winter, Ainsley remembered that she would be needing a snowsuit for snow play. We, of course, immediately headed into the house because she desperately needed to try on her snowsuit. It's a little big, but I think it will work, come December. Above, she's seen rolling around on the kitchen floor in the same fashion she would roll around in snow. I thought that the crazy happenings at our house would become less frequent in Bennett's absence, but I'm rethinking that one.
Bennett wanted to play a little practical joke on Grandpa and Grandma the other night, as she was heading to their house for a sleepover. She decided to wear a stylish brown wig and take on a new identity...Cousin Penny. She arrived to Grandpa and Grandma's and explained that Bennett was not sleeping over, but rather she, Cousin Penny, was coming in her place. As convincing as she was, I don't think they bought it.
The other night, Ainsley was rip-roaring mad because Bennett was getting to have a one-on-one sleepover at Grandpa and Grandma's. We tried to explain that she would get her own chance to do the same in the near future, but she would hear nothing of it. We were forced to come up with some incentive for her to enjoy sleeping at home, so we decided to let her pitch Bennett's little purple tent for the night. She camped out on her bedroom floor! She even got to take a pile of books from her sister's room into the tent for bedtime reading materials. She was pacified for the night, but first thing in the morning she wanted to know where her sister was. When reminded that she had stayed at Grandma's, the rip-roaring attitude returned!

