The Imagination Runs Wild.

We ate breakfast to squeals of delight this morning, as Luke's manhunts ended in success.

Luke found Shiloh flat on his back under the kitchen table.

And he discovered Sam under the couch.

Here's Shiloh, donning a new style of clothes and entering a new weight category these days:



And Sam is looking into buying a wig, hoping to win a shopping spree, and downing vitamin supplements to help her sprout limbs:



Yes, it's true. To Luke, Old MacDonald is now Shiloh, and his precious Dum-Dum (named after his favorite candy) is now Sam.

Orchard Park lacks all the cool vintage Fisher Price people that Poppy and Grammy have. So when Luke wants to play "toysh" at his own house, his imagination soars to new heights.

Shiloh and Sam--fat Old MacDonald and bald boy--go on walks together, capture lizards, and shout "no" to each other at the tops of their lungs. They climb mountains (pillows) and jump off buildings (the couch). They ride on snow plows, wrestle snakes, and put frogs on trains. Sam even gave Shiloh a spanking this morning because he yelled at her.

Oh, the adventures they have!

And before Luke's nap today, he put Sam ny-ny in a purple mug. Sleep tight, Sam.