Saying Goodbye to the Adult World

In the video of my last post there was a little section about how much Ebby likes watching me from the bar in our kitchen/dining room. I must add that I absolutely love it too. Unfortunately to do this Ebby's either had to balance on the edge of the couch or pull up one of our tall bar stool chairs. This has led to a lot of falls and we have always felt a little hesitant about it. It's probably too dangerous for him to do but it's SO cute when he does.
Well, last night tipped the scales towards the "this is way too dangerous for us to allow" side. I was making dinner after a long day without Andrew. Andrew was calming down an unusually fuzzy Autumn and Ebby was watching me from the bar. Over the sound of the blender and Autumn's whining we heard Ebby's head hit the counter and then hit the floor.
So scary!
He seems to be ok. He has a nasty and deep cut in his mouth. (On his gums between two of his teeth.) But he doesn't have any bumps on his head. Andrew kept checking his eyes (all good) and we had no problems waking him periodically throughout the night. We are so lucky it wasn’t worse.
Like I said before, so scary. I felt so bad about it I put our table and chairs in storage right after dinner. As you can imagine, that made our dining room look really bare. So I decided to move the kid’s toys into the room and create a toy room instead. With Autumn getting older I figured she's going to need to move to her crib and be able to have a nap time without Ebby trying to hug and kiss her all the time. The only bad part is that we don't have a table anymore.
It seems like I'm slowly saying goodbye to having adult things and that the kids are quickly taking control of the house. It's a good thing I love them so much.

Things the Kids Love

Our felt-thingy has arrived! For those of you who may not know, my sister (this is Andrew posting. The blue moon is out) has taken a turn for the crafty, following in Dad's footsteps. She's recently taken to making works of art in felt. I don't know if there's an official name for this craft, the creation of which (alongside sketching, painting, and any other visual art form) seems like some form of sorcery to me. But in a more aesthetically pleasing, less "burn the witch!" kind of way. I believe each of these felt-majigs has a story behind it (Julia is also a gifted writer), as well. I think ours is supposed to be heaven, because there are lots of animals and dessert. Here's a better-because-its-in-Julia's-own-words example of her felt-enhanced storytelling. I'd also like to point out to our vast readership that they are for sale, if you'd like one (and the story that goes with it).

Ebby was ecstatic when we first showed it to him. So naturally capturing that enthusiasm on camera proved more difficult that we'd expected. It was definitely a hit, though, and now decorates his bedroom door.