I’m teaching a workshop tomorrow at the library. One part of my presentation talks about telling a story through photos. I dragged Ellery to the arboretum to do a somewhat chilly, very last-minute photo shoot.
Thank goodness she obliged.

I’m teaching a workshop tomorrow at the library. One part of my presentation talks about telling a story through photos. I dragged Ellery to the arboretum to do a somewhat chilly, very last-minute photo shoot.
Thank goodness she obliged.

Shep used to have this perfect five-year-old smile.
Then one of his adult teeth started coming in. But the baby tooth didn’t come out.
The adult tooth pushed and pushed. The baby tooth stood its ground. The baby tooth is migrating left, and now stands at a 45 degree angle from the rest of his teeth. It’s wiggly, but still firmly in place.
I love this kid with all my heart, but it’s getting a bit tough to look at.
Tom and I move between plotting ways to speed its removal and coming up with a name for it, since it seems to be here to stay.
(Yes, someone had chocolate for dessert.)

Neko was digging in the mud last night when she came up with the idea of burying a treasure chest. And then it turned into creating a treasure hunt for Ellery. She pushed the limits of bedtime (and her parents’ patience) getting it set up.
By morning both girls were bursting with excitement. As soon as the sun was up, they tromped around the field, digging and following the maps.
At the end was their pirate’s booty—a rather muddy package of Rapunzel fruit snacks. To celebrate, they did a booty dance. I notice even the chickens got in on the act.













I’m so over the rain.
Those May flowers can come any time now.
In the meantime, I’ll photograph the reflections of the garage door in the rain drops.

It started innocently enough. I went to pick up the older kids from school, but when I returned, I was greeted by the deafening sounds of our security system blaring.
To make a long story short, something falsely triggered our system. Then a police car, fire truck, and ambulance all showed up in our driveway.
The kids thought all of this made for excellent afterschool entertainment.
So a note to all the people that might consider breaking into our house: 1) bring earplugs, because that siren could blow out an eardrum, and, 2) practice your 50 yard dash, because, sheesh, not a lot goes on in our little town and the police showed up QUICK.
Thank you to Chris for capturing this photo while I talked to the police. And fire crew. And ambulance squad.

We left the kids with Shellie so for a few hours. When we returned, we discovered that Neko had spent the time coloring every square inch of Ellery’s body with marker. (She was thorough, believe me.)
In case you can’t tell, she is a pink zombie with brown hands and feet and some occasional stitches thrown in here and there.

Our friends R&D finally got a chance to give the kids their Christmas presents. The Oldest got this neat CSI Crime Lab Videoscope. We had been talking about getting the kids a microscope, but never got around to doing the research, so this was a welcome surprise.
However, it seems to work best in the dark.
So today I walked into the bathroom and discovered this laboratory set-up.