Today we were on the letter H. We read a book about hats, A Hole in my Pocket, and Robin Hood. We played with The Cat in the Hat stuffed animal. And we made hats. Enjoy the results!
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Molly the helper
Checking everything out- looks good to me!
Molly eating the berriesMy mom and I need some autumn wreaths for our front doors. We picked out some great flowers and I started tearing them apart and putting them into arrangements tonight.
Well, along comes Molly, all ready to help! First she had to smell everything. Then she decided to nibble on a few things. The berries were her favorite. Finally, Molly decided to move everything around. She's a mover that girl! Enjoy the pictures of my flower decorating assistant. :)
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Marty McFly
Well, last week was homecoming at my husband's school. There were theme days and he even dressed up for two of them! He was Dwight from The Office while his boss was Michael Scoot on Twin/Duo day. My favorite was the Milk and Oreo duo and Ron Weasley and Harry Potter.
But my favorite was Decade Day- you could dress up as anyone from any decade 1980s or earlier. So, somehow we were talking about Back to the Future and Aaron mentioned that he saw a puffy vest advertised somewhere. So, last Thursday I got up early and helped him tight roll his jeans, hook on his suspenders and took some pictures. This was the happiest I have ever been at 7 in the morning! He was classic McFly with the high tops, jeans, suspenders, denim jacket and puffy vest- I can't believe we actually pulled it off. Homecoming fun at its best.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
what? am I doing something wrong?
I haven't posted anything about Molly in a while so I thought I would share a funny incident from this week. As I walked into the dining room one morning, I found Molly sitting on a chair. Just sitting there like this was the most normal thing in the world. What was she thinking? Maybe she thought breakfast was being served at the table or something. . . Funny bunny!
The above picture is obviously not of Molly in the chair- I didn't grab the camera for that. But it does show one of her "What? What am I doing?" poses.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Monday feature: What I'm Reading
It has been way too long since I posted anything about books! While I have read lots of books this summer, I wanted to share a book I just rediscovered in my quest to find the rest of my children's books to read to the little boy that I am teaching/babysitting.
Introducing Cookies: Bite-Size Life Lessons by Amy Krouse Rosenthal and illustrated by Jane Dyer. I love LOVE this book. It makes me smile just thinking about it. The illustrations are simply beautiful. And as an added bonus- there are bunnies! Well, there are lots of children and animals but you know that my favorites are the bunnies.
Here is a summary from a review at School Library Journal:
Using the activity of making and eating cookies, the author defines some important concepts for young children, such as respect, trustworthiness, patience, politeness, loyalty, etc. The book begins: COOPERATE means, How about you add the chips while I stir? and continues with one definition per page. For example, FAIR means, You get a bite, I get a bite….; REGRET means, I really wish I didn't eat so many cookies; and CONTENT means sitting on the steps just you, me, and a couple of cookies. Lovely pastel watercolor illustrations show appealing children and anthropomorphic animals interacting with one another and the treats.
I must tell you that my favorite illustrations are three bunnies (shocking, I know): pessimistic (the grumpy bunny face is right on!), optimistic, and regret. My other favorite is honest- the sweet little lamb is so adorable!
Here is a link if you want to see some inside pages of the book: http://browseinside.harpercollins.com/index.aspx?isbn13=9780060580810
I am also excited to tell you that there are two more books by the author that I can't wait to own: Christmas Cookies: Bite-Size Holiday Lessons and the soon to be published Sugar Cookies: Sweet Little Lessons on Love. Happy reading!
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Remember
September 11, 2001. A wise friend of mine said that this was the question of our generation. So many Americans just like me were too far removed from "Where were you when Kennedy was shot?" There was not one huge major event that everyone could relate to- sure, I remember when the Challenger exploded and when we bombed Libya, even when we started the first Iraq war. But this was different, tragic. Everyone has a reply to "Where were you on 9/11?"
Here is my story. I was just pulling into the parking lot at work. I heard a news report that a plane just flew into a building in New York. Then I got out of my car and went into the library. I didn't think too much about it, though I did think it was sad. You see, just a week or two before a small private plane crashed into something- it was a student pilot and very much an accident.
Since I worked in a library, I did not have any more access to the news. We didn't have a tv or radio on- it was a library. Slowly, over the course of the morning, students trickled in and told us some of the scattered and crazy information. Finally, we learned enough to know that we needed to turn on a radio! Do you remember all the chaos that was being reported? Can you remember the confusion you felt?
For those of you who don't know, I will tell you that my Mom is a flight attendant. She has been flying for 40 years. And she was flying that day. Of course, I had no way to contact her. So I called my Dad. He could not contact her and had not heard from her. Shortly after all the attacks, all airplanes were grounded to the nearest airport all over the United States. So, I hoped and prayed that my Mom was somewhere safe and stranded. But I can still remember the fear and panic I felt in the unknown.
Well, as you know, 9/11 was a Tuesday. The college I worked at held chapel every Tuesday at 11 a.m. Everyone on campus gathered in the auditorium to receive the most up to date information and to share concerns. Many students told of family or friends that they were worried about who lived in New York and D.C. or people they knew were flying that day. We all cried and prayed. There was a constant prayer vigil that continued the whole week.
There was not much work going on that day. But we were together listening to the news. We comforted each other and many of the students. By the way, my Dad did get in touch with my Mom late in the afternoon. She was safe but grounded for a while.
Then it was time to go home. There was something crazy going on at a gas station I passed- long, long lines and people shouting. Apparently there was a run on gasoline in case of more attacks. Do you remember those hours and days when we had no idea what could be next? The fear and uncertainty that any minute you might hear of more terrorism?
I got home and finally had an opportunity to see the images of the terrorist attacks. Remember, I worked in a library and without a tv, just radio. Watching those news reports was horrible. I cried so much I got a headache and then prayed and clung to my husband. And that is pretty much my story. I am sure we ate dinner and went to bed. We got up the next morning and things were still terrible, but life had to go on. Time does not stop and everything changes.
We live in a changed world. And I am thankful, but not always happy about, the increased security at airports. My Mom is still flying. In fact, she is flying home tomorrow on September 11, 2009. Hopefully I will pick her up from the airport and take her to lunch then do a little shopping. And I think back and wonder if lots of people were planning to do just that eight years ago . . . Let us hope and pray and remember.
"God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging." Psalm 46:1-3
Here is my story. I was just pulling into the parking lot at work. I heard a news report that a plane just flew into a building in New York. Then I got out of my car and went into the library. I didn't think too much about it, though I did think it was sad. You see, just a week or two before a small private plane crashed into something- it was a student pilot and very much an accident.
Since I worked in a library, I did not have any more access to the news. We didn't have a tv or radio on- it was a library. Slowly, over the course of the morning, students trickled in and told us some of the scattered and crazy information. Finally, we learned enough to know that we needed to turn on a radio! Do you remember all the chaos that was being reported? Can you remember the confusion you felt?
For those of you who don't know, I will tell you that my Mom is a flight attendant. She has been flying for 40 years. And she was flying that day. Of course, I had no way to contact her. So I called my Dad. He could not contact her and had not heard from her. Shortly after all the attacks, all airplanes were grounded to the nearest airport all over the United States. So, I hoped and prayed that my Mom was somewhere safe and stranded. But I can still remember the fear and panic I felt in the unknown.
Well, as you know, 9/11 was a Tuesday. The college I worked at held chapel every Tuesday at 11 a.m. Everyone on campus gathered in the auditorium to receive the most up to date information and to share concerns. Many students told of family or friends that they were worried about who lived in New York and D.C. or people they knew were flying that day. We all cried and prayed. There was a constant prayer vigil that continued the whole week.
There was not much work going on that day. But we were together listening to the news. We comforted each other and many of the students. By the way, my Dad did get in touch with my Mom late in the afternoon. She was safe but grounded for a while.
Then it was time to go home. There was something crazy going on at a gas station I passed- long, long lines and people shouting. Apparently there was a run on gasoline in case of more attacks. Do you remember those hours and days when we had no idea what could be next? The fear and uncertainty that any minute you might hear of more terrorism?
I got home and finally had an opportunity to see the images of the terrorist attacks. Remember, I worked in a library and without a tv, just radio. Watching those news reports was horrible. I cried so much I got a headache and then prayed and clung to my husband. And that is pretty much my story. I am sure we ate dinner and went to bed. We got up the next morning and things were still terrible, but life had to go on. Time does not stop and everything changes.
We live in a changed world. And I am thankful, but not always happy about, the increased security at airports. My Mom is still flying. In fact, she is flying home tomorrow on September 11, 2009. Hopefully I will pick her up from the airport and take her to lunch then do a little shopping. And I think back and wonder if lots of people were planning to do just that eight years ago . . . Let us hope and pray and remember.
"God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging." Psalm 46:1-3
Monday, August 31, 2009
Birthday bash
Malorie and Mom with the cupcakes (there was a bit of batter testing going on!)
Me and Mal frost the cupcakes
the birthday boysHere are a few pictures from the birthday celebration we held in our backyard last weekend. The birthday boys were my dad and brother. My niece Malorie, my mom and I were in the kitchen all day making fun things to eat- including cupcakes and banana pudding!
Radishes
Molly really loves radish leaves. She eats the radishes, but she prefers the leaves. So I grew some for her this summer. We picked the first batch at the end of July but our second harvest is almost ready. Yum! Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Lake City, continued again
This is the last post about Lake City- I promise! There are a few more adventures that I just had to share, then we will get back on track with Molly's adventures (not that she has too many, but there have been a few). The Gentrys have a tradition of visiting the Lake City Soda/ice cream shop daily. They have great flavors and generous servings. Here is a picture of Burke getting some of Kirst's scoop. He loved it!
We had a fish fry on Thursday night with all the fish everyone caught. We had it outdoors in the wonderful weather. Here are some shots of the snacking and kid watching.
Ana was super excited that her fish (with the head still attached) was being grilled. Adam was very patient and amused by all the status updates that were required!
Here is an action shot of me, Bennett, and Ana rolling down the hill in front of our cabins. The grass is so incredibly soft there! We had lots of fun, you can tell. Boy- did I get dizzy!
On Friday afternoon, four of us went up a mountain to see what we could see. We visited a mine's gift shop (the tour would have taken too much time- but it is on the to-do list for next time) and stopped to see a few bridges. Here we are posing against the beautiful scenery.
Saturday morning arrived and it was time to bid farewell to friends and Lake City. So naturally we took lots of pictures! Here are all the Gentrys, the Cairns, and the Smiths. What special company- friends for so long and growing relationships too.
Next up: lifelong friends Jennie and Aaron and now spouses too!
Aaron makes light of most situations and this was no exception. Here we are being silly, in between the tears of renewed friendships and goodbyes.
Mark summed up this vacation so accurately with the word bittersweet. So many new and different things. So many memories recalled. Lots of laughter, lots of tears. This was a vacation never to be forgotten. Thank you to everyone who make this trip memorable and a special thanks to Mark and Evette for making it happen.
We had a fish fry on Thursday night with all the fish everyone caught. We had it outdoors in the wonderful weather. Here are some shots of the snacking and kid watching.
Ana was super excited that her fish (with the head still attached) was being grilled. Adam was very patient and amused by all the status updates that were required!
Here is an action shot of me, Bennett, and Ana rolling down the hill in front of our cabins. The grass is so incredibly soft there! We had lots of fun, you can tell. Boy- did I get dizzy!
On Friday afternoon, four of us went up a mountain to see what we could see. We visited a mine's gift shop (the tour would have taken too much time- but it is on the to-do list for next time) and stopped to see a few bridges. Here we are posing against the beautiful scenery.
Saturday morning arrived and it was time to bid farewell to friends and Lake City. So naturally we took lots of pictures! Here are all the Gentrys, the Cairns, and the Smiths. What special company- friends for so long and growing relationships too.
Next up: lifelong friends Jennie and Aaron and now spouses too!
Aaron makes light of most situations and this was no exception. Here we are being silly, in between the tears of renewed friendships and goodbyes. 
Mark summed up this vacation so accurately with the word bittersweet. So many new and different things. So many memories recalled. Lots of laughter, lots of tears. This was a vacation never to be forgotten. Thank you to everyone who make this trip memorable and a special thanks to Mark and Evette for making it happen.Friday, August 14, 2009
Lake City, continued
Finally, back to blogging. I left you with Aaron feeling crummy and the glory of Lake City left unexplored. The next day we went up to the famous lake of Lake City (that I didn't know existed- all I had seen were rivers!). For the sake of our marriage, Aaron did not teach me to fly fish. Instead, Mark and Evette attempted to instruct me the ways of the fisherman. After a gallant effort on their part, alas, I do not think I am cut out for this. Oh well.
Adam, Kirstin and Burke showed up later that day. We visited and a great dinner. Wednesday morning dawned and Aaron felt a tiny bit better. We all traveled up the mountains a little to get a look at Lake San Cristobal. Here we are at the impromptu photo shot.
A few miles up the mountain and we arrived at a place called Cathedral. It was a beautiful campsite and full of steams. Aaron headed straight into the stream and had a great time. I hung out with Ana and Bennett and my new friend Paula. Ana discovered a rustic, do it yourself seesaw (boy did my knees hurt!). We played and ate lots of snack while all the others fished.
Aaron caught his first fish in 9 years! It was a little small and he threw it back, but still . . .
Meanwhile, Burke fell into the cold, muddy water and had to change from his fisherman outfit. Then we all had lunch.
Different needs for different people had us all going separate ways: to nap, to fish, to keep kiddos entertained on their first trip to the mountains of Colorado (this one includes me). The Smiths and I went to a place called Deer Lakes. This was a peaceful and beautiful area as well.
Ana was the only one patient enough to pose with me!
Adam, Kirstin and Burke showed up later that day. We visited and a great dinner. Wednesday morning dawned and Aaron felt a tiny bit better. We all traveled up the mountains a little to get a look at Lake San Cristobal. Here we are at the impromptu photo shot.
A few miles up the mountain and we arrived at a place called Cathedral. It was a beautiful campsite and full of steams. Aaron headed straight into the stream and had a great time. I hung out with Ana and Bennett and my new friend Paula. Ana discovered a rustic, do it yourself seesaw (boy did my knees hurt!). We played and ate lots of snack while all the others fished. 
Aaron caught his first fish in 9 years! It was a little small and he threw it back, but still . . .
Meanwhile, Burke fell into the cold, muddy water and had to change from his fisherman outfit. Then we all had lunch.
Different needs for different people had us all going separate ways: to nap, to fish, to keep kiddos entertained on their first trip to the mountains of Colorado (this one includes me). The Smiths and I went to a place called Deer Lakes. This was a peaceful and beautiful area as well.
Ana was the only one patient enough to pose with me!
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