September 28, 2009
The girls finally ate their dinners so that they could go to school. Hazel was a bit late to preschool so we had to explain the whole event again. More laughter.
Last night we had chocolate cake, with too much icing. Several children couldn't finish their cake and covered it to save for the next day. This morning I dished out the oatmeal and the kids reminded me that they hadn't eaten all their "dinner". "Mom, tell we have to eat our cake!!" Again laughter. So I told them that after they ate their oatmeal they would have to eat their cake. Everyone left for school and no oatmeal or cake was left.
September 26, 2009
1 batch of ginger-pear preserves
3 batches of raspberry jam
9 loves of homemade bread
6 loads of laundry
sleep and mop the kitchen
3 loads of dishes
2 pans of kettle corn
and I even had time to give the dog a bath and
watch a movie with my kids!!
September 25, 2009
This is the Jazz Band which Christian is not playing the piano, but Truman is playing the tuba. Truman especially likes this number because he gets to play his tuba. He is learning the trombone on the rest of the pieces.
P.S. I know it is hard to see but there are 2 kids on the front row wearing big wigs. At tonight's (Friday) performance. Truman decided not to be left out and performed wearing a Marilyn Monroe wig!
Here is Christian's Piano solo.
And Last but definately not least the Tuba solo. I never met a boy so in love with a big hunk of brass.
September 20, 2009
I have been teaching basic canning classes at our house on Saturdays. They are going well; fun, educational, well attended. I really love canning. I love the hard work. I love the spinney rings and the pop of the lids as they seal. I love the steamy hot jars straight from the dishwasher, and the canner that was my Grandma’s. I really love to see the jars with bright contents, the labor of my own hands. I love the camaraderie and the conversation. I love it for all the times past and for the promise of the future.
The day before the speeches her "campaign crew" handed out the warm fuzzies. Sydney fussed and fretted about her speech. She was worried about being honest because previous presidents won by promising impossible things like saying that they would make the cafeteria food better. I think that she did a really good job. Here is her speech:
She won. The thing that impressed me the most was that she cam home and said "mom I won, but I don't feel really happy because Amy lost and feels bad." We had a nice chat about winning and losing and she decided that she would feel better if she baked Amy some cookies and wrote her a nice note about the things Sydney thought she did well. The cookies worked, Amy is happy and is the class representative, and Sydney has a new friend. I love it when the easy answers work.
September 19, 2009
September 10, 2009
He got other gifts too but the boots were the best!