The endless loop of taking them all apart and then putting them all back together is mesmerizing. But just try carrying several pieced wooden dolls everywhere you go. They are prone to coming apart without warning, hitting the tile floor with a truly shattering sound. This has gone on for days and days.
Yesterday, they trapped her on the trampoline.
Meredith came to tell me that Rosalie was crying for me. When I got close enough I could see that she wasn't hurt. She just couldn't climb down while holding a doll in each arm.
We've made numerous trips through the field to put "Gurma's doll" back in its place. Rosalie goes and gets it again when I'm not looking. But by evening yesterday she was beginning to feel the weight. With two armfuls of wood she quavered, "I wanna go home."
"We are home, sweetheart."
"Unna go Gurma's house."
The sob building in her voice prompted me to take another look. She looked like I feel when it's past time to put the kids to bed. Luckily, Aunt "Bictoria" was just heading to Grandma's. Rosie let go of her burden with obvious relief.
Today, she has all three dolls again. And there's one in the mail with her name on it.
6 comments:
ohhh. sometimes i feel encumbered by my things too, rosie. i felt like that today hauling my giant bag of finds from the thrift store into the house with one arm and the babyseat on the other arm. but like you, after a good rest i'm ready to enjoy them again. you pretty little cutie pie.
i found a name for katie's baby. it is my word verification for the day: lationsa. beautiful.
Andrew used to do that with bags, and articles of clothing. I can't imagine trying to balance wooden dolls all day.
it's fun to see your kids so passionate about something though huh? you know exactly what to get them. she looks really grown up in that picture. perhaps it's all the russian cultural experience.
The expression you caught on Rosie's face is priceless: the eyes of the fanatic!
We can be OCD buddies.
I like my name: "Rusicin"
I love that picture of that face!! It does look grown-up. I think we're going to get to know more and more of that face. I liked to think she was always coming over to visit me . . . I'll have to get some of those dolls, so she keeps coming.
"fouslamp"
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