We had a couple of extra kids here for Tuesday night and most of today. Liam is Tano's age and looks like he could be related to us. His sister, Hannah, is Elli's age and is about the sweetest little thing you could imagine. Both kids are wonderfully well-behaved, creative, and just a lot of fun to be around.
We seem to have more than our fair share of wooden shields, swords and daggers around the place, and the four kids were making very good use of them, donning strange accents and scrap fabric for cloaks and valiantly going off to battle this and that and each other on numerous occasions.
It came to a head this morning when the girls came into the house looking rather formal with their cloaks and daggers. Hannah got my attention.
"Mrs. C____," she began, "I have killed your son."
"Have you, now?" I asked in mock concern.
"Yes. I have killed your son. I think you should come and see."
I decided to humor them and accompany them outside to view the body. "The king will not be pleased with this news," I warned solemnly as we walked out the door, "and the queen is not too happy either."
As I neared our destination, I realized that this was going to be a photo-worthy moment and I ran back for my camera.
Here is what I saw:
It is not often that one encounters a beheading out on the trampoline. It was disturbing, of course, but terribly creative and well-staged. The photo was even better than the reality and had Andy and I absolutely crying with laughter.