Random Bits Again
- These images were captured last Friday after an afternoon of beautiful snow falling swiftly from the sky. I snuggled up on the couch with a blanket while the little kidlets were napping. When the big kidlets came home from school, we started a few projects, and right at golden hour, the clouds disappeared and the most beautiful warm light filled the yard and bounced up off the snow. I looked out the window and promptly abandoned all of my offspring, threw on my boots and zipped right out into the yard with my camera.
- Had I been prepared and on top of things and not procrastinating until the very last minute, I would have realized that I had run out of some very key office supplies needed to put together the folders for tomorrow’s music class, the first of this session. However, thankfully, I have an amazing, patient and wonderful husband who just looked at me in my distress and headed out the door to the retail district to pick up what I needed. I owe him big time.
- Mr. SP has discovered the joys of silent reading. I love walking into a room and seeing him curled up with one of his chapter books. I am particularly excited because this means he can read some of the A-Z Mystery books himself. He loves the A-Z mystery books. They are, well, not so exciting for me, and I keep wondering how many there could possibly be left that we haven’t already read. He keeps coming up with a stack of them each time we go to the library. But I’m a good Mama, and when he asks, I read every other page of whichever A-Z mystery we are working on out loud. He trades off the pages with me. He usually has one book he’s working on by himself, and another one we are working on together when Mr. Trouble on Two Feet is not throwing snow boots at our heads.
- The Banana is OH so excited to have finished her first set of piano books and to move to a new color of books.
- Mr. Trouble on Feet is having a sign language explosion. It’s so fun to communicate with him, especially since his verbal communication is limited to a series of grunts with different inflections, and the words: ball, uh-oh and wow. I’m not in the least worried about his hearing, however. He can pick up on a tweeting bird indoors with all the windows closed, and goes bananas about airplanes that he can hear flying outside, sounds I would never even notice. I think he just sees no real need to talk, because this grunting business is working out just fine . . . all the big kidlets understand just what he means.
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