Ashes, Ashes

Jeremiah (and sometimes Isaac) loves Ring-around-the-Rosie. Sometimes--well, often--I change it up a little at the end. "Ashes, ashes, we all jump up and down!" "Ashes, ashes, we all stand still!" It's more fun for me to come up with new endings.

But Jeremiah knows that ashes eventually fall down. He knows this because he opened up our fireplace and threw ashes out by the handful. He had Isaac join in the fun. They were throwing ashes all over the living room...and the ashes spread everywhere... On the piano, in the piano (aargh!), into the couch, on the wet cleaned-up-egg areas from earlier, the lamp, many books, lots of little toys... Oh, they had a great time.

But then Mommy came in the room, and somehow didn't see the wonder of it all. Oh. No. I didn't. Jeremiah got stuck in his crib while I vacuumed and vacuumed and vacuumed. I vacuumed everything, including the piano. (And later John tried steam cleaning the carpets...not the best idea. But he was trying to help...)

And the next morning, the rest of the ashes in the air had fallen down... "Ashes, ashes, they all fall down."