Ellery has opened a diner in our living room. She’s a one-woman show, from designing the menu to plating up the food.
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He’s got the whole world
In Montessori, the subjects are all intertwined. Part social studies and part practical life, Shep’s class sewed these stuffed globes, carefully adding each continent.
His teacher reports he jumped into this project with two feet, every now and then smiling, “I don’t know what it is—I just love sewing!”
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Three dimensional cards
I know I’m her mother, so I’m completely biased, but you’ve got to admit these three-dimensional cards Neko made are all kinds of fantastic.
Although she should probably line up a proofreader, because I don’t think there’s a very big market for a “Don’t be scarred” card.
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Please avert your eyes while I sneak back into my blog
Wheeee—gnomes!
I’m sorry, what’s that? Where have I been? I don’t know what you’re talking about.
This year has kicked my tuchus.
I did take photos, and I hope to fill them in bit by bit over the summer. Until then…have you seen these three gnomes?
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Last day of horse camp
On this last day of horse camp they had a small show. Each group had a chance to show off what they learned and give their parents ample photo ops.
I watched the wobbly first-timers, nervously clutching the reins and attempting the tricky rhythm of posting. I smiled at the familiarity.
But then there was my girl. Sitting tall, heels down, weaving through barrels and then breaking into a smooth trot. I realized, as I watched her up there, that she’s been riding just about a year now.
This horse thing? I’m beginning to suspect it’s not just a phase.
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Spring Break PurgeFest 2012: Day Eight
Did you know we have a nine-year-old? And nine-year-olds? They have lots of stuff. They also like to do stuff. There was a purge that took place here, but there was also a bit of furniture juggling to accommodate a new desk. When this kid winds down at night, it’s not about snuggling in bed with a book. She draws, sculpts, and other activities that require a surface.
The desk is a hit. Right next to a window, it overlooks some trees, and her iPod has a home so she can exert her newfound independence in music.
There’s another child in this house, anxiously waiting for his room to be finished.
But now he would like a desk, too.
Someday (but probably not during spring break) I’m going to spend some time on MY bedroom.
