October 8, 2010
Grrrrr
Inspired by a kid magazine from Grammy, Skye and Papa painstakingly wrote mama a note that read, "We must go to the craft store. We need to buy orange, white, black, and pink facepaint." Of course we went right after dinner to get the paint, and a couple of nights later Papa transformed her into a Tiger.
The trouble was that she actually turned WILD. A giant temper tantrum ensued when she was called in for bedtime. Papa said she ran into the woods and he couldn't get her to turn around for quite a while. Later, after all the makeup was off, Skye decided that "Maybe next time, you should paint a butterfly on my face instead of a tiger, so that I don't turn into a wild animal and run away." Good thinking, Wild Thing.
October 7, 2010
Spring Mill State Park Mini-Vacation with Buddies
When it comes to relaxing with wee ones, well, it's difficult. But somehow we managed to take advantage of a long weekend with the Sunflower School families for an overnight trip that was just that - relaxing (okay, a maybe just a little bit). With only a short car ride, and only one night, it seemed like so much less pressure than a big vacation. We all converged at the pioneer village of Spring Mill State Park, fairly early in the morning and spent the entire day goofing off and perusing the buildings. (Excuse the many pictures, but it was just so beautiful.)
Seriously, I can't get enough of nursing this child on historic porches.
It was safe for the kids to run around and play "pile up," and they were ecstatic to be together again after starting kindergarten at different schools this fall. It was precious to see them feel so at ease with each other, nary a squabble the whole time.
It was also a not-so-secret way to get to spend time with these wonderful adults, and we did sneak in a few conversations in-between chasing kids around. We even had wine on the porch of the inn that evening, while the kids played blacksmith. We even chatted in the lobby after bed-time with the help of the baby monitor. I feel so lucky to have found these friends and families and sometimes can't believe it's true.
Our family snuck away for a hike the next day to see a stand of virgin forest, a true rarity in the Eastern U.S. There's something so grounding for me about being in the presence of really ancient trees that feeds my soul.
After tracking down the rest of the group, the big kids led us on a hike around a gorgeous lake using their "maps."
It was the perfect, slow kick-off to the fall season. Happy autumn to you and yours!
Seriously, I can't get enough of nursing this child on historic porches.
It was safe for the kids to run around and play "pile up," and they were ecstatic to be together again after starting kindergarten at different schools this fall. It was precious to see them feel so at ease with each other, nary a squabble the whole time.
It was also a not-so-secret way to get to spend time with these wonderful adults, and we did sneak in a few conversations in-between chasing kids around. We even had wine on the porch of the inn that evening, while the kids played blacksmith. We even chatted in the lobby after bed-time with the help of the baby monitor. I feel so lucky to have found these friends and families and sometimes can't believe it's true.
Our family snuck away for a hike the next day to see a stand of virgin forest, a true rarity in the Eastern U.S. There's something so grounding for me about being in the presence of really ancient trees that feeds my soul.
After tracking down the rest of the group, the big kids led us on a hike around a gorgeous lake using their "maps."
It was the perfect, slow kick-off to the fall season. Happy autumn to you and yours!
October 1, 2010
The Last Bit of Summer
A couple of weeks ago we had a summer-packed weekend that felt like the very last of the truly summer days: a dance birthday party, jug bands at the river, and a neighborhood block party. It felt good to go out of summer with a bang. Just this week, we've had our first taste of long-pants and long-sleeved shirts weather, if not just in the mornings. Now, if we only had some pumpkins growing out in the garden we'd be set. . .
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