In mid-October, we were able to spend a week in Tennessee visiting with Ryan's grandparents. It was a wonderful trip - visiting the South is not something either of us has done much, and we enjoyed all the local food, as well as picking cotton from a field and attending a tiny branch of our church in Dyersburg (tiny branches are pretty common in the South.) On one of our first days Grandpa Al, Ryan, and Connor were able to go shooting in a friend's field.
We braved the very claustrophobic St. Louis Arch Tram to get a view from these tiny windows. It was actually pretty cool.
We were able to visit the graves of some of Nana's family, including her mother, Helen McCracken, and saw the house where she lived. (We also got to see where Grandpa Al grew up in Kentucky.)
On our way out of St. Louis, we stopped at the Science Center, where the kids had a blast. Connor decided he wanted a marble run for Christmas.
We were able to visit Shiloh, the Civil War battle site, which was amazing. The kids even seemed to learn something. Here they are pretending to be in a "battle".
On one of our last days there, we stopped at Reelfoot Lake, which was full of these crazy cypress trees, and supposedly is crawling with rattlesnakes.
Nana and Al were such incredibly kind hosts! We had a great time in the Tennessee area, we'll definitely go back someday. Oh, and on our way out to the Nashville airport, we had to get a picture in our favorite-named town wearing our new Camo Snuggie.
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Wild Things
Sometime during General Conference this October, Ryan called me to come outside. I ignored him at first, but he sounded very insistent, so I went out the front door to see him looking at this little rattlesnake (our first so far):
We used a bucket and a broken hoe handle (now called our "snake stick"), to contain him, then waited for animal control to come pick him up. Apparently they get multiple snake calls a day, and take batches up the Angeles Crest highway to release them in the mountains. We had a great time looking at him while he was in the bucket, though. Three weeks later we saw another, even smaller one - also on our driveway - so hopefully they stay out of the backyard. We try to always send the dogs outside before the kids, just as a precaution (sorry dogs!)
Evan's morning routine currently involves waking up at 7am, crying for me, nursing on the couch for 20 minutes (it's totally just for comfort at this point, and I haven't had the heart to wean him yet,) then he goes into his high chair with Cheerios and a cup of water while I shower (or, sometimes, go back to bed.) Apparently, though, he doesn't always get his fill of dry cereal, because he loves to do this when I'm not looking.
One thing Connor's doing for his "Fossils" passion project is digging this plastic skeleton out of plaster. It has been taking FOREVER, but I guess it's an accurate representation of how much patience you need to do paleontology.
Around the same time as the snake incident, Ryan also discovered a tarantula on our front porch. The spider was a little beat up - somebody had relieved him of two of his legs. I figured that since we were studying nature and insects that week in Joy School, we'd keep him around for a few days, so we got a plastic terrarium, bought some crickets, and kept "Crawly" as a house guest. (Thanks, Joy School kids, for the excellent name.) We read about tarantulas online, and I guess October is their breeding season. The females (which are larger) stay put in their burrows, and the mature males head out to look for them, so the ones you find wandering around are always males. Sadly, this is always the last phase of their lives, so Crawly wasn't interested in crickets (although he did drink quite a bit of water.) I guess they die a few weeks after their mating tour, so we figured we'd let him go. We wished him luck, then dumped him out near a hiking trail a good distance away.
Since the Animal Control officer had mentioned the Angeles Crest highway was open, we were excited to take a drive up to see the mountains again. It had been closed for over a year since the Station fire. On the way back, we stopped at a scenic viewpoint and decided to take some lovely, picturesque family photos. That didn't work out at all, but you can see the pictures anyway.
Oh, and lastly, here is Connor showing off his third lost tooth (and the first one he didn't actually LOSE, so it's in my keepsake box now.)
We used a bucket and a broken hoe handle (now called our "snake stick"), to contain him, then waited for animal control to come pick him up. Apparently they get multiple snake calls a day, and take batches up the Angeles Crest highway to release them in the mountains. We had a great time looking at him while he was in the bucket, though. Three weeks later we saw another, even smaller one - also on our driveway - so hopefully they stay out of the backyard. We try to always send the dogs outside before the kids, just as a precaution (sorry dogs!)
Evan's morning routine currently involves waking up at 7am, crying for me, nursing on the couch for 20 minutes (it's totally just for comfort at this point, and I haven't had the heart to wean him yet,) then he goes into his high chair with Cheerios and a cup of water while I shower (or, sometimes, go back to bed.) Apparently, though, he doesn't always get his fill of dry cereal, because he loves to do this when I'm not looking.
| Evan's Serious Face |
One thing Connor's doing for his "Fossils" passion project is digging this plastic skeleton out of plaster. It has been taking FOREVER, but I guess it's an accurate representation of how much patience you need to do paleontology.
Around the same time as the snake incident, Ryan also discovered a tarantula on our front porch. The spider was a little beat up - somebody had relieved him of two of his legs. I figured that since we were studying nature and insects that week in Joy School, we'd keep him around for a few days, so we got a plastic terrarium, bought some crickets, and kept "Crawly" as a house guest. (Thanks, Joy School kids, for the excellent name.) We read about tarantulas online, and I guess October is their breeding season. The females (which are larger) stay put in their burrows, and the mature males head out to look for them, so the ones you find wandering around are always males. Sadly, this is always the last phase of their lives, so Crawly wasn't interested in crickets (although he did drink quite a bit of water.) I guess they die a few weeks after their mating tour, so we figured we'd let him go. We wished him luck, then dumped him out near a hiking trail a good distance away.
Oh, and lastly, here is Connor showing off his third lost tooth (and the first one he didn't actually LOSE, so it's in my keepsake box now.)
Sunday, December 4, 2011
County Fair
In September, Connor's charter school did their annual field trip to the County fair. It's a field trip in that we get to go during the designated "school group" time, and it's free, but we don't really do it as a group (although we did run into a bunch of Connor's classmates while we were there.) My kids' two favorite things about the fair are baby pigs and honey sticks. We got pictures of the pigs, which always make me want to swear off pork forever. So cute. The honey sticks are at the bee exhibit, and they don't even come from those bees, but kids like sugar, and they remembered this from last year, so we got some (no pics, though.) We also fed goats in the petting zoo, looked at all the other animal exhibits, and the kids got to grind their own cornmeal. Not as big of a day as last year, but I left a lot less tired!
We're doing an actual science curriculum this year, so I got a picture of Connor learning about magnets. They're a lot more exciting for kids than they are for adults, apparently.
We also went to Connor's school camp-out, but we cheated. Instead of camping, we cooked and hung out by the fire, then went home once people started getting sleepy. Evan's just not a good age for camping at the moment (plus, lets face it, I'm lazy.) All the kids there worked together to build this "clubhouse" out of branches, and we cooked fancy Schreiner's sausages and corn-on-the-cob for dinner. We learned that corn on the cob doesn't grill well. At least not within a time frame normal people find useful. Luckily, semi-raw corn isn't too bad.
In early September I was released from my church calling as Primary 2nd Counselor, and quickly received a calling to serve as the Sunbeam teacher again - yay! I'm all about repeat callings, they're way less stressful. I still even have a bunch of the lesson cutouts. Plus, I get to have Elise in my class until the end of the year. I meant to take a picture of the class to give to the old teacher (she moved), but I only got this test shot, then forgot after class started. We have ten sunbeams right now, but they've given me an assistant, which is fabulous. I definitely couldn't handle that many four-year-olds alone!
Last, I had to share this very important picture. We left church the afternoon after the forgotten class photo (so I still had my camera), and as I started up the van I saw this.
We're doing an actual science curriculum this year, so I got a picture of Connor learning about magnets. They're a lot more exciting for kids than they are for adults, apparently.
Last, I had to share this very important picture. We left church the afternoon after the forgotten class photo (so I still had my camera), and as I started up the van I saw this.
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
First Days
A few days after we got back from Utah, we got to host the first day of Joy School (Elise's second year!) We added another little boy to our group this year (the one who kept kissing Elise in church), making five. It's really a great group of kids and moms. Connor was very happy to be my "helper," since his school didn't start for another week. He also took these pictures of his baby brother.
Since Elise stopped sucking her thumb while on vacation, I had to keep my word and buy her an Easy Bake Oven. I have to say, it's a lot of effort for about a thimble full of treat, but I guess that's good in a way. There are a ton of different (very expensive) mixes available - so far we've done red velvet cupcakes, chocolate chip cookies, and strawberry/chocolate checkerboard cake. There are no words for how much this girl loves treats.
Connor's independent study program started up again the second week of September. This year we've decided to do two different programs. Connor attends one on Tuesdays, where he and his classmates (about nine other boys his age) take P.E., art, music, computers, and Spanish at a private school. Then he does the same charter school program as last year on Wednesdays. There they do enrichment stuff like sports, science, archaeology, writing, and specialty classes like ceramics and drama. We also attend a park day on Tuesdays where he can hang out with his school friends and the moms can talk. Oh, and AYSO soccer, but that's over now. It's kind of a lot, I know, but I'm still trying to find a balance with this home school thing, and discovering the Tuesday program this year has been an answer to prayers. I finally feel like I have the space I need to get some things done. Some things. Not all of them of course. Oh, and Connor really enjoys his classes. Here he is looking excited.
Elise also started taking a ballet/tap class this year. She had been asking to do it for quite awhile, but I felt like having her in Joy School and speech therapy was plenty. Since speech was winding down this fall, we decided it was time. I've always said that no daughter of mine would take dance. She would play soccer or do karate, or at worst, maybe do gymnastics. Unfortunately (or not), my daughter has her own plans, and those plans have no problem with being girly. I've converted, though. Watching her through the parent window, in her little dance outfit, trying so hard to do exactly what the teacher asks - it's heartbreakingly adorable.
Since Elise stopped sucking her thumb while on vacation, I had to keep my word and buy her an Easy Bake Oven. I have to say, it's a lot of effort for about a thimble full of treat, but I guess that's good in a way. There are a ton of different (very expensive) mixes available - so far we've done red velvet cupcakes, chocolate chip cookies, and strawberry/chocolate checkerboard cake. There are no words for how much this girl loves treats.
Connor's independent study program started up again the second week of September. This year we've decided to do two different programs. Connor attends one on Tuesdays, where he and his classmates (about nine other boys his age) take P.E., art, music, computers, and Spanish at a private school. Then he does the same charter school program as last year on Wednesdays. There they do enrichment stuff like sports, science, archaeology, writing, and specialty classes like ceramics and drama. We also attend a park day on Tuesdays where he can hang out with his school friends and the moms can talk. Oh, and AYSO soccer, but that's over now. It's kind of a lot, I know, but I'm still trying to find a balance with this home school thing, and discovering the Tuesday program this year has been an answer to prayers. I finally feel like I have the space I need to get some things done. Some things. Not all of them of course. Oh, and Connor really enjoys his classes. Here he is looking excited.
Elise also started taking a ballet/tap class this year. She had been asking to do it for quite awhile, but I felt like having her in Joy School and speech therapy was plenty. Since speech was winding down this fall, we decided it was time. I've always said that no daughter of mine would take dance. She would play soccer or do karate, or at worst, maybe do gymnastics. Unfortunately (or not), my daughter has her own plans, and those plans have no problem with being girly. I've converted, though. Watching her through the parent window, in her little dance outfit, trying so hard to do exactly what the teacher asks - it's heartbreakingly adorable.
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