Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Equipment: 3 empty laundry baskets and 2 loads of clothes belonging to J, S, and A (M does all of his own laundry by himself)
Rules: Start at empty baskets. When Mom says "Go," walk quickly down the hallway to the pile of clean clothes. Remove an item that belongs to you, fold it, and place neatly in your basket. If you cannot find one of your items because there are too many of your siblings' items on top of yours, fold and put away siblings' items until you find another one of yours. Earn double points by placing matching shirts/pants in basket together.
I thought it was a fun game, but the kids haven't asked to play it since I invented it last week.
Here are the dirt babies the kids made at the county fair a few weeks ago...
Back row, from left to right, the ones made by J, S (hidden, up close pic below), and M. A's is on the plate in front. It is smaller than the others and the face is hidden when she is in the cup. They are made from a length of stocking tied at one end, grass seed added, then dirt, other end tied off, and decorated by the kids with wiggly eyes and foam pieces.
They've been sitting in their cups of water on the kitchen window sill for the past few weeks growing their hair. J has been begging to give his a haircut, so today is the day. We may even try to extract the weed growing up the front of M's baby's face. eww.
For some reason S's grass seed didn't sprout on top yet...just on the top of ear and around the back of the head. I think it is because the person at the fair put in too much seed. It is well-loved in spite of the pattern baldness. He will probably get a haircut today also.
Foot update...sore but functional. Since I only have 2 pairs of sandals that I can comfortably wear, I'll just be grateful it is still summer.
School update...going along quite well. We are still gradually easing into everything. I saw this morning that the company that I ordered most of our new books from charged the credit card, so I'm hoping that means the order has been shipped and is on the way to our post office. I can't wait!
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
A enjoyed playing nurse. She made me several smoothies in her play kitchen. Banana smoothie...yum. Oatmeal smoothie...(I'm glad these were all imaginary). After a bit she decided her foot had an owie also. J retrieved an icepack for her foot and she spent the rest of the day with her foot propped up beside me.
The Man says it probably isn't broken, although we can't tell for sure without an x-ray. Since knowing whether or not it is broken won't make any difference, and since the out-of-pocket expense for the x-ray would pay for several books, I'll just keep it propped up until the swelling disappears.
The pain is completely gone today, unless I try to walk on it. The top of the foot and toe look a lot better than I was expecting it to. Down below is a picture of my feet that I took last night (you'll have to scroll down, I won't make anyone look at my feet unless they want to). You can see that the left foot is a bit swollen and bruised. It looks about the same now. I was surprised at how swollen and bruised the bottom of the foot is this morning.
So, of course, yesterday was the day that we were going to ease back into school. HA! We did get quite a bit done prior to my mishap, and we accomplished just as much this morning from my bed. We're mostly continuing things that were started last year. I need to place orders for the remainder of the books and supplies for this year.
Yesterday while sitting in bed with nothing else to do I finally compiled a list of what I needed to order from all the dog-eared, sticky-noted catalogs. The good news: I'm going to qualify for free shipping.
~nothing more but the picture
~it really isn't that exciting
~just a picture to fill space
~do you really want to see it?
~here it is...
Friday, August 11, 2006
In the booth right next to ours is a very nice lady who is selling personalized VeggieTales books and CDs. CDs. CDs that play over…and over…and over…all…day…long. It could be a lot worse; that I will admit. The lady also sells personalized Barney CDs. Really, though, would you like to hear Larry sing: "Oh, where is my hairbrush? Oh where is my hairbrush? Oh, where, oh, where, oh, where, oh, where, oh, where, oh, where, oh, where, oh, where oh, where ... is my hairbrush?" about 250 times a day? Maybe it’s payback for my childhood renditions of “99 Bottles.”
I would like to tell Larry exactly what he can do with his hairbrush when he finds it...or at least give him another so he doesn’t have to share with the Peach. The Hairbrush Song
Since The Man didn’t have to go to work today, he is staffing the booth so I don’t need to be there. I’ll get to catch up on all the stuff that didn’t get done this week and prepare for the weekend.
I did get to venture out into the garden this morning. These are my kinds of tomatoes and cucumbers…and they don’t have names.
Monday, August 07, 2006
Don't expect to see any more updates here until after next Sunday. We're going to be a bit busy the next several days. It shouldn't be too hard. I think most of the work will be paying attention to what we do so we'll be that much ahead next year...next year...
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
Can you read it now? There have been some suggestions that the default typeface was too small, so we’ll try making it a bit bigger.
Use #27 for A’s almost out-grown pajamas:
A thought Shue [I've just been informed by A that this is Da, Shue is the girl doll. My apologies to Shue and Da for the mix-up] looked quite handsome in his new clothing. Also, when she holds him up by his head, he seems to be just as tall as she is. How neat!
Use #32 for old socks:
The Dog managed to cut his foot on something. Yes, he has had a rough go of it the past few weeks. In an attempt to keep blood off the carpet, one of A’s old socks was called into action to keep the bandage in place. The Dog didn’t appreciate the kids (and adults) laughing at him as he walked-slipped across the floor so he hid out in his crate until the bleeding subsided.