Patrick and Claudia take great joy in ripping down the curtains. They play ghosts, peek-a-boo, then abandon the curtain in a heap on the floor. The simple act of the curtain dropping from the ceiling sends them into fits of hysterical laughter. Maybe this is because I simultaneously shriek "No! Nooooo! Please! Not again!"
Then, when I'm sick of seeing the discarded curtain in a heap on the floor, I beg and plead with Russell to rehang it. He then rehashes the Greek parable of Sisyphus, the Greek king condemned by the gods for general naughtiness, to perpetually roll a large boulder uphill, only to watch it roll back downhill, doomed to repeat the pointless task over, and over, and over...
So, in short, Sisyphus, if you are reading, I need help rehanging the curtains, pretty please. =)
That's hilarious! The curtains are one of Eddy's favorite spots, too.
ReplyDeleteI love that your husband referred to Sisyphus.
Ahhhhh, well, that looks like good fun to me!! :) But not for poor dad having to rehang them over and over. :))
ReplyDeleteSo cute!!! I love the little things that bring such joy!
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