Friday, July 22, 2011
conversations from the back seat
After immunizations at the doctor's office today, the boys got to pick a prize from the treasure chest... Remember these little water games with buttons that cause bubbles to force little rings up into the fish bowl? The goal is to get the rings on the dolphins' noses, at least that's what you thought...
From the back seat driving home:
Fritz: This game is cool. It's called "Angry Fish".
Wally: Yah. Angry Fish. That's right. Like the Angry Birds.
Me: What is the game Angry Birds?
Fritz: Uncle Michael plays it. The birds are angry.
Wally: Yah. The birds are just pretending to be angry to get the other animals. Well actually, not all animals, just pigs.
Fritz: Yah, Mommy, pigs.
Wally: The birds go in this 'swingy' thing and swing out and go through stuff to find the pigs. But this game is Angry Fish. Angry Birds is a grown ups game.
Fritz: Yes! I did one. Angry Fish!!
Wally: Hahaha! Yes! Me too, Angry Fish!!
Fritz: (imagine tough guy voice) This is my iPad.
Wally: Yah. I have my own iPad too. Let's play Angry Fish.
Friday, July 15, 2011
"when i grow up i want to be a raspberry farmer"
One of the benefits of living out in Timbuktu these days... berry picking just five minutes from home on a beautiful July morning.
Wally and I picked 17 lbs. of perfect, ripe raspberries. Fritz ate a bunch and played with sticks and bugs. Not a bad morning. Now we've got our work cut out for us to not let them go to waste. And at $1.50 a lb. we will probably need to go pick again next week!
The plans:
raspberry jam
raspberry vinegar
homeschooling
No, I'm certainly never planning on homeschooling my kids. But after much thought yesterday (thank you Cassie for the time to actually go for a cup of tea, sit and read, and THINK!) I decided that part of the behavior problem around here lately has to do with not being engaged enough. And so this morning began a new attempt to work on academic, social, physical, and emotional development. Where to begin? Play dough, ofcourse! The boys gathered ingredients and cooked up a batch. We turned on some music and they sat and "worked" quietly for an hour. Perfect.
Post script: This entry should be titled "Oh, how we miss preschool."
who's kids are these?
I am the mother of two boys, ages 3 and 4 this week. And they are skate boarding no less. Where have the littles gone?
Friday, July 8, 2011
Papa Harvey's Day
Today is Papa's 90th Birthday. That is a feat and accomplishment to celebrate for sure! Unfortunately my little family can't make it up to the birthday lunch party 4 hours away. We are thinking of you today, Papa, and loving you very much as ever.
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
missing our friend already
We had a fun morning at the zoo last week with our sweet friend Henry. The sun and animals were out and we had a picnic to boot. So sad that Henry and Amanda are moving to Salt Lake, we are going to miss them a ton!
brave boy Fritz
Fritz had his little thumb surgery last week and made it through with good humor and lots of bravery.
Fritz was a pretty grumpy guy after the surgery from the anesthesia. 3 orange popsicles helped his disposition a bunch.
arrival of peas
The peas were in full force in the garden when we returned home from Mexico. We've been picking and shelling every day. The boys are definitely getting their vegetable servings in each day and more! Peas and mint.... pickled sugar snap peas... Yum. Yum!
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