Hazel bean.

It's interesting, since Jethro's been going to kindergarten, it seems like Hazel has gotten a bit pushed aside. She's not going to school, but she's not the baby either. I need to find things to do with just her and me.

She's also lately been really kind of ditzy. Walking into walls and stuff like that. At Enrichment, I had been just telling that to some ladies sitting by me, and later on, someone came to tell me that Hazel had gotten hurt in the nursery. I went in and one of the brethren was holding some paper towels on her foot. She had somehow cut it and there was a pretty good chunk of skin flapping open. Anyway, we band-aided it and Hazel thought it was as good as new.

Last week I was trying to get my floor swept (only swept!) and Ethne kept crawling into the pile of dirt. It was a very big pile because this was after all of our kitchen renovations, so I finally pulled the couch around to block off the entrance to the kitchen. She did NOT like that. But at least I could finally finish sweeping. Meanwhile, Hazel was outside getting into mud. Nice. What would have happened if I had tried something crazy like mopping?

When Hazel and Jethro both cheese it really big like this, I realize that they actually do look quite a bit alike. ;)