When I leave the school after hugging you good-bye, I hop down the steps, one-two-three-four-five, and my leg muscles enjoy the bounce and catch. I start my long walk up to the car. When we walked down the hill together, Amelia ran ahead, and Baxter was anguished, and I yelled, “slow down!” so we couldContinue reading “Poem: Walk To School Day”
Check out the work of our little designer! Amelia made her first shirt this morning, before 6:30am, using just a small length of fabric, a pair of scissors and some yarn. “I made it short sleeved because today’s going to be a warm day.” She made armholes by holding the fabric up to her bodyContinue reading “Amelia’s new shirt “
Amelia wrote a story and one of the guides at her school typed it up and printed it out for her. It’s based on this collage. Not sure who made the collage.
When you make all of your own bread, sometimes you get an ugly loaf. This time I must have added the wrong amount of liquid. Oh well, it’ll get us through a few days of PBJs.
“Mama, I’m going to have a collection. This bottlecap? It’s my collection that I started.” Upon further questioning, that one bottlecap is the sum total of this collection; there is no need to collect any additional bottlecaps.
I confess I was hoping Amelia’s love for these books were a passing phase. I’m not sure what I was thinking — they’re practically written exactly for her. Now that Baxter is equally obsessed with them, I fear they’re here to stay for a while. She’s reading one every two days(ish) so I can’t reallyContinue reading “Rainbow magic is here to stay”
The kids made a little box fort (complete with chimney) and Baxter was IRATE when he discovered the cat sleeping there this morning. He rattled the box, saying, “It’s not for you!” When Spike made his escape, Baxter climbed in (backwards; it’s not even big enough for him to turn around in), and showed meContinue reading “Baxter in a box “