It is the perfect combination of toddlers. My dear #5 is a little over 3. At this recent family reunion she had cousins galore. Her most dear companions were Quintin (who is now 3 but 2 at the time), Elliot (who will be 4 in May) and Lorien (just 2 in November). She didn't seem to hang out with all 3 of them at the same time. Thank Goodness! She would pair up with Quintin, then with Elliot, then with Lorien. It is glorious noise hearing all their little laughter.
There is also weeping when we smell nail polish fumes throughout the house--the house with new carpeting that Grandma waited years for--years with orange and avacado shag carpeting. And Quintin and #5 come down stairs with black nail polish on their legs and toes. The moms make a dash to find the source of fumes and find a patch of carpet in Aunt Sarah's room that has nail polish drizzled in an oval pattern overlapping. It reminded me of Hershey's chocolate syrup when you drizzle it over an bowl of ice cream. This carpet had lots of drizzles. When asked who did it? Quintin said, "I did it!" #5 said, "Me too. I did it!"
At Aunt Rachel's house we discovered that the overflow drain in her downstairs bathroom doesn't work. And that toilet paper when soaked in the over flowing drain likes to stick to texturized walls when splatted there by #5 and Lorien. They screamed and giggled in delight. I was really thankful that Rachel's husband just got a new steam carpet cleaner and it sucks up water as it is pouring down the bathroom cabinets and filling the drawers.
She did something with Elliot also but it has slipped the sleep deprived brain. It will come to me and I will fill in about her and Elliot.
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