While we were in Cambridge I picked up a brochure of things to do in the area. One castle sounded cool, so I read the description and showed the picture. The picture had the castle keep in the background and, in the foreground, two men-at-arms, full armor, with swords raised. Riah took one look and said, “I don’t want to go there! Those men will cut me with their swords!” I told him the men were not mean, they were just defending the castle. He was still worried, so I told him we could wave a white flag so they would know we were peaceful and then they wouldn’t cut us.
I had forgotten all about it, but yesterday the boys found their foam swords (that Gram gave them for Christmas a couple years ago) and were playing with them. Riah chased Cedwryck into the living room; Ced was screaming, and Riah was hollering back that he didn’t “have his flag up.” Turns out he remembered very well what I’d said about waving a white flag.
The girls know that breasts are for feeding babies. A few days ago as we were tucking them into bed, Taryn had a question. “Sometimes when the boys take their shirts off it looks like they have” and she hesitated and indicated her chest area. So I said, “yes, boys have nipples, too.” “Why?” Good question. “For decoration, I guess.” I then told her I’d heard that in some cultures men occasionally nurse, but I’m not sure I believe it. Bob is sure he doesn’t believe it.