Grace saw my new manicure for the first time this morning and it was much darker than usual. It was enough to make her ask me for her first nail polish -- and of course, she chose red.
These eggs are such a huge hit around here -- Grandma gave them to us two years ago and their popularity will not wane.
The treat this morning was multigrain Cheerios -- having the box at their disposal was so unusual for them. They filled the teapot and poured cereal tea, they fed each other with spoons, they shared them liberally.
We made little chocolate skulls to celebrate the Day of the Dead today. Grace seemed old enough to appreciate it and so this seemed like a good year to start.
Then we ate a dinner of some of the foods we associate with the people we've loved who've died and related stories about them so the girls could start feeling some connection with them.
It is important to us that the girls know that we still love the people we know who have died, that we remember them after they've died and still cherish the memories we have of them. They thought it was hilarious to hear about an ancestor who pushed his knife through the peas and into the mashed potatoes and about a great grandfather who wouldn't obey traffic laws but was just gently encouraged by the authorities to be more careful. Afterward we heard Grace saying "go on with ya!" just like my grandfather used to. Adorable.
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