The Acorn Games

I ate so much junk this week.  When brother Jason comes around (my actual brother and not a member of the Sunshine Carpet Cleaners), 

he comes with lots of sugary things and carbs.  The things of my dreams.  I could own how my self control level falls to zero when the sugar and carbs of all kinds, including the white potato, take over our counter space, or I could speak truth.  That truth being that it is the fault of the singing bread, as it dances into my brain and makes me eat it. There's really very little to be done about it.

noooooooooooooo dancing bread.  Why do you do this to me?????

Now Jason and Krystal and cutie niece Tessa are gone, and I am left to fight off a larger-than-elephant-sized sugar carb crash, with the leftover, generic oreos and pumpkin roll taunting me from the kitchen.  noooo generic oreos and pumpkin roll.....noooooooo.

This is how I feel today.

But I told you here that we would keep you updated on The Acorn Games.  And so I will.

We had lots of fun gathering and throwing acorns together as grown adults. We intended to throw them around more often...but then this came up...

  and this.

 

This needed to happen...

and lots of this... 

 

 

 

no.

 

  

   

And then this little girl, who sings and pretends Frozen every day, needed a trip to The Frozen Store (Disney store) with her aunt, to bring home a little Anna, who happens to look an awfully lot like herself.

We also colored the head lice coloring pages.  Although Tessa thought they were spiders and began to animatedly sing "Itsy Bitsy Spider".   Of course when I got out the camera, she decided to be her mischievous self, and would not sing.

And then she sang it, but with her added style and words...something about a banjo.

Then she sang it very well...

so close.

But there WERE acorn games.  Some more competitive than others.  With all the other activities going on, brother Jason held fast to his title, left unchallenged for most of the week.

 

trying to tip the last cup.

 

The games are made up as we go, a perfect game for firstborns, since that's what they do best.  We had 5 firstborns living here this week.  So you can imagine. Daughter Sara came up with the initial idea of course, since she is very much a first born.

The winner makes up the next acorn game.  The first one to win two games of those played wins that session of The Acorn Games, keeping the trophy until challenged by any of us.

final winner brother Jason

 

    

Post-trophy ceremony, a battle of another kind began.
It went something like this:

brother Jason: "I don't want it."
sister me: "What do you mean you don't want it?  She's awesome."
brother Jason:  "Where am I going to put it?"
sister me:  "I don't know.  Anywhere.  She's great."
brother Jason:  "I don't think we need her."
sister me:  "You won. Take her!"

And so Lady Gnome, who at one time existed to simply sit in a fall garden and ask questions but now holds high the acorn of winning while balancing a full grown turkey in her other arm, traveled on to a new land to live with final winner Jason and his family...

until next year...

How are you making your today world beautiful?