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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>373</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-9184173679240453158</id><published>2012-01-06T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T08:44:29.494-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekly Wrap-Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeschool Mother&apos;s Journal'/><title type='text'>Weekly Wrap-Up Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 17-January 5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;In Our Homeschool This Week/Time With My Preschooler This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really nice to have all of the kids home for a few weeks. (Sissy was on break from preschool, and the boys and I are on break from homeschool co-op.) We did get into bad habits of staying up late/sleeping in/kids watching t.v. during the week. The kids are currently in television detox mode. They just cannot handle having t.v. as an option in life during the school week. We have to keep t.v. (other than occasional learning shows) as a special treat on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sissy and I got to engage in more activities together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h4S5H_bNAp8/TwdxerXQhsI/AAAAAAAAJS0/LDa7ObVjwU8/s1600/IMG_1036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h4S5H_bNAp8/TwdxerXQhsI/AAAAAAAAJS0/LDa7ObVjwU8/s320/IMG_1036.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She wishes she could help me at every single meal, every single day. She said, during this particular meal prep on January 1, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm always going to cook with you."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yVxpYaTpGtQ/TwdxvRa4YsI/AAAAAAAAJS8/iT_YFcmyk6k/s1600/IMG_0981.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yVxpYaTpGtQ/TwdxvRa4YsI/AAAAAAAAJS8/iT_YFcmyk6k/s320/IMG_0981.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I got out this loom (from &lt;i&gt;Hobby Lobby&lt;/i&gt;) the boys have used before. I told her to make a pattern with the colors. It was a bit of a challenge for her to stick with the pattern, and the short fabric rings require a lot of stretching and manipulation, so I say "great preschool activity." We started weaving the opposite row, but we haven't finished yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T_RKyWQzqlw/Twdx7rrF52I/AAAAAAAAJTE/X0_37QyIdlI/s1600/IMG_0888.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T_RKyWQzqlw/Twdx7rrF52I/AAAAAAAAJTE/X0_37QyIdlI/s320/IMG_0888.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They also had a lot of fun making Spin Art during Christmas break. I actually took this picture when the picture was in full spin mode. I wonder why it is so clear, but my camera doesn't capture people action that clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G4oh4QTRPQo/TwdyJ2fHXbI/AAAAAAAAJTM/9wu-YIFENSs/s1600/IMG_0887.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G4oh4QTRPQo/TwdyJ2fHXbI/AAAAAAAAJTM/9wu-YIFENSs/s320/IMG_0887.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I like that once I get them started, this is an activity they can basically take over themselves. They made a lot of cards that I'm either going to turn into notecards or make a banner/garland for their homeschool room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Question I Have This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I loved having Sis home for the past two weeks, the amount of arguing heard around here has also increased. She and her 2 years older brother are GREAT playmates. (Seriously, they often comment that they wish they could marry each other; that's how much they love each other.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They pick at each other just as much as they giggle and play together. It drives me &lt;i&gt;batty&lt;/i&gt;. I mean, it really gets in the way of accomplishing things. The bothering then resulting tattle-taling can overshadow a learning moment. It even gets in the way of us all reading together on the couch. They can't keep their hands off each other. For some reason, it's the one disciplinary situation I can't seem to control. I know it's typical, and my siblings and I picked on each other...but &lt;i&gt;HELP!!!&lt;/i&gt; I mean, seriously, I can't even imagine homeschooling them all together next year unless I can get a handle on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edit:&lt;/b&gt; A lot of the times it's not that they're even &lt;i&gt;fighting&lt;/i&gt; necessarily. They're just teasing one another. Or it's the whole, &lt;i&gt;"She's looking at me! Stop looking at me!"&lt;/i&gt; and the other one is laughing. So even if they're just playing, it's very hard for us all to concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;In My Life This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The continuing theme the past couple of weeks has been "get ready for baby." Almost every cabinet and closet has been organized (at least, more than it was before). I've made five casseroles and various other things for the freezer. I finally (a week ago) got around to ordering all of the baby stuff we need - carseat, stroller, bouncy seat, etc. And this week, I took the kids out on individual "dates."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HuDwP9tKexE/TwduW-eFwUI/AAAAAAAAJSM/lfvPoQeSLAU/s1600/IMG_20120104_160615.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HuDwP9tKexE/TwduW-eFwUI/AAAAAAAAJSM/lfvPoQeSLAU/s320/IMG_20120104_160615.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tornado chose to paint pottery at a local studio. He picked out a Hulk face dish. (Hulk's hair is the lid.) In true Tornado-unconventional style, he made him the &lt;a href="http://marvel.com/universe/Red_Hulk"&gt;Red Hulk version&lt;/a&gt;, rather than the Green. I painted a Christmas ornament.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We also walked over to Whole Foods, and he picked out a rice-cream bar. On the way home, he commented, &lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"That was fun!" &lt;/b&gt;more than once,&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;without any prompting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm so happy we had a great date because we actually had to go to the dentist before all of this. He usually does NOT do well at the dentist, but he was super sweet at this visit. Yay! He let them clean his teeth without fighting it one bit, and the hygienist got a kick out of how much he was laughing at the cartoons playing on the ceiling. No cavities, and he didn't need a tooth pulled like I was afraid. (He has a tooth growing over a baby tooth that isn't very loose yet.) I let him pick out a treat from the hospital gift shop. (He chose a car doodle book, colored pencils, and a bag of potato chips.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ktVSYWDUpkg/TwcYvwA05kI/AAAAAAAAJRU/NwJOPy62HeY/s1600/IMG_1040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ktVSYWDUpkg/TwcYvwA05kI/AAAAAAAAJRU/NwJOPy62HeY/s320/IMG_1040.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For his date, Dash chose a trip to Tropical Smoothie. We ordered our favorite flavor (Sunny Day), split into two cups. I let him decide all of the details of the night, such as "sit here or take it with us," etc. He was grinning from ear to ear the entire night. When we first sat down, I joked, &lt;i&gt;"So tell me about yourself," &lt;/i&gt;like it was a real date.&amp;nbsp;He put his hands over his eyes and laughed in an embarrassed way. I kept saying things like that, and he kept giggling. Our next stop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;i&gt;Chick-Fil-A&lt;/i&gt;. Yes, this vegan Momma took her kid to a fast food place, ha! Someone had gotten him a gift card for his birthday, and we hadn't used it yet. He ordered a fruit cup and waffles fries and even chose to order another bag of waffle fries for his brother because he knows how much he loves them. After he ate, he played in the play area with a couple of kids who were in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan was to next stop at &lt;i&gt;Petsmart&lt;/i&gt; to look at the animals, but by the time we got there, they were closing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xarp4Elx42A/TwdwuTlJJYI/AAAAAAAAJSU/aUnGmahObZA/s1600/IMG_1046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xarp4Elx42A/TwdwuTlJJYI/AAAAAAAAJSU/aUnGmahObZA/s320/IMG_1046.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sissy and I went to &lt;i&gt;Ava Bella&lt;/i&gt; for pedicures. (I like this particular day spa because they use a lot of organic products.) This was her first "real" pedicure! Fun stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgjnaJTz2Og/Twdw-B0gOgI/AAAAAAAAJSc/D1tK6UPO10s/s1600/IMG_1050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgjnaJTz2Og/Twdw-B0gOgI/AAAAAAAAJSc/D1tK6UPO10s/s320/IMG_1050.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Next, we went to Whole Foods for a light lunch. I let her pick out an essential oil to mix with water for her new perfume bottles she got for Christmas. We even got to sit outside in this amazing January weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HHwtjCazoXc/TwdxLylT5wI/AAAAAAAAJSk/b0j1vd1Rp0g/s1600/IMG_1051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HHwtjCazoXc/TwdxLylT5wI/AAAAAAAAJSk/b0j1vd1Rp0g/s320/IMG_1051.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She and I had a beautiful day, just as I had with each of her brothers. I love spending time with them one-on-one. I want lots of kids, but I always want them to know how important they are to me individually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pFY1Ozi5AKY/TwdxQmoQfeI/AAAAAAAAJSs/i8lpKhz9nLs/s1600/IMG_1039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="311" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pFY1Ozi5AKY/TwdxQmoQfeI/AAAAAAAAJSs/i8lpKhz9nLs/s320/IMG_1039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is what I'm looking like these days. You don't really want to see my swollen face right now. I gained five pounds THIS WEEK. THIS &lt;i&gt;WEEK&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I'm Reading This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished &lt;i&gt;Longing&lt;/i&gt; by Karen Kingsbury. I've cracked back open my newish &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Large-Family-Logistics-Kim-Brenneman/dp/1934554499"&gt;Large Family Logistics&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say the information in the book is life-changing. BUT. It is definitely inspiring and all of the ideas serve as good reminders of how to manage life and a home. It seems simple to say "lay out clothes at night" or whatever - things that I know and I do most of the time. But this book has helped me refocus and vow to take my job as a homemaker and a mom with even more fervor and wholeheartedness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Little From Christmas:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still planning to post more Christmas pictures for my family/those interested to see. In the meantime, here are a couple of activities from this &amp;nbsp;year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SZV8cFkRoKM/TwcZJW0HBxI/AAAAAAAAJRc/KADJoDOHnoM/s1600/IMG_0869.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SZV8cFkRoKM/TwcZJW0HBxI/AAAAAAAAJRc/KADJoDOHnoM/s320/IMG_0869.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My siblings and I don't exchange gifts with each other or our kids. I saw an idea in &lt;i&gt;Family Fun&lt;/i&gt; magazine to play Bingo with little gifts as prizes. Mom gathered little things she had put away in her closet such as flashlights, umbrellas, batteries, cards, kitchen utensils, etc. My sister contributed a couple of Starbucks gift cards, and I threw in a few things I had at home. After every round, the winner(s) got to pick a gift off the stool. Mom called out the numbers, and it was definitely a little loud and crazy with so many people playing at once. But I think overall it was a good idea I'd like to repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3RaMIBXrxeM/TwcZaxUlPhI/AAAAAAAAJRk/6VDYtc7c1LM/s1600/IMG_0896.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3RaMIBXrxeM/TwcZaxUlPhI/AAAAAAAAJRk/6VDYtc7c1LM/s320/IMG_0896.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Every Christmas Eve since my 11 year old was little I've organized a Scavenger Hunt. I take pictures of things around the house (like the kind you have to figure out what the picture even is - such as the corner of a particular cabinet or the top of the washing machine) and write clues. They scramble around, up and down the stairs, squealing and racing from one clue to the next. I really think it is one of their favorite activities of the whole year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p2V-lUQAbUQ/TwcZpQeDJfI/AAAAAAAAJRs/ydPJMYKMDdo/s1600/IMG_0900.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p2V-lUQAbUQ/TwcZpQeDJfI/AAAAAAAAJRs/ydPJMYKMDdo/s320/IMG_0900.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At the end they are rewarded with a gift plus Baby Jesus who needs to be placed in our nativity scene. The gift is usually new pajamas. This year I only got the boys pajamas because I'd just gotten Sister new p.j.'s for pajama day at preschool. And let's face it, she's not one to wear pajamas to bed. She strips down at night because she's always hot. (And we keep the thermostat around 69.) She got new leggings and a new shirt instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7cscr8__lWw/TwduSiWJ2LI/AAAAAAAAJSE/eMBRx4XZFco/s1600/IMG_20111217_214222.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7cscr8__lWw/TwduSiWJ2LI/AAAAAAAAJSE/eMBRx4XZFco/s320/IMG_20111217_214222.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sissy had her second girly sleepover. During &lt;i&gt;Christmas With My Family Weekend&lt;/i&gt;, my 3 year old niece W came over for the night. Lots of giggling, lots of excuses to continue staying up, and lots of dress-up and pretend play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What We're Eating This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WGR6as1brKM/TwcZ6NIchWI/AAAAAAAAJR0/TvXiYjMe52I/s1600/IMG_0958.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WGR6as1brKM/TwcZ6NIchWI/AAAAAAAAJR0/TvXiYjMe52I/s320/IMG_0958.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is part of our Christmas Day lunch: broccoli, edamame, tomatoes, almonds, and bell pepper. It has become a tradition the past few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9gSQkMC77ig/TwcaFtBtOuI/AAAAAAAAJR8/CDWRpZaM9Og/s1600/IMG_1035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9gSQkMC77ig/TwcaFtBtOuI/AAAAAAAAJR8/CDWRpZaM9Og/s320/IMG_1035.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been juicing a lot this week, hoping to help my body prepare for all of the...&lt;i&gt;ahem&lt;/i&gt;...digestive issues that I'm sure I'm going to have following my baby's upcoming birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kid Quotes I Want to Keep:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The other morning I caught one sentence from my 6 year old that I knew my husband would enjoy. Ryan is very excited about the &lt;i&gt;John Carter&lt;/i&gt; movie coming out in a couple of months. He listened to the audiobooks and is totally into the whole story and background, etc. He talks to Dash about the story and the people, and my little guy just soaks all of that up. (The story is essentially a Civil War vet who is sent to Mars...something I could&lt;i&gt; not&lt;/i&gt; soak up. Although it &lt;i&gt;does&lt;/i&gt; star Taylor Kitsch so there's definite potential!) Anyway, this is what I heard coming out of Dash's mouth when he was playing pretend with his sister:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Fate has brought you here, John Carter!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2) These were on two different occasions but hold the same theme regarding how our lives are getting ready to become &lt;strike&gt;CRAZY&lt;/strike&gt; even more wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dash: &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"It's going to be a lot of work, Momma, cuz there's going to be crying..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (voice trails off to indicate "etc.").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sissy: (sighing) &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I don't know how you can handle all these kids."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) At an enjoyable meal at the supper table the other night, Dash had a very sweet smile on his face and said (shrugging),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm really happy right now...I don't know why."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linking Up:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thehomeschoolchick.com/2012/01/my-year-of-new/"&gt;The Homeschool Mother's Journal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weirdunsocializedhomeschoolers.com/2012/01/weekly-wrap-up-one-with-brand-spanking.html"&gt;Weekly Wrap-Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://homeschoolcreations.blogspot.com/2012/01/reading-preschool-corner.html"&gt;Preschool Corner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thehomeschoolchick.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/The-Homeschool-Mothers-Journal-graphic.png" /&gt; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extracurricular This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FALU-PqbrZs/TuumuIcYuiI/AAAAAAAAJMs/Ig5UgAPaNwU/s1600/IMG_0789.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FALU-PqbrZs/TuumuIcYuiI/AAAAAAAAJMs/Ig5UgAPaNwU/s320/IMG_0789.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big moment! My 6 year old had his first piano recital!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1HNg7LTAPPE/Tuum6UEgwNI/AAAAAAAAJM0/muWVuX0vF7Q/s1600/IMG_0785.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1HNg7LTAPPE/Tuum6UEgwNI/AAAAAAAAJM0/muWVuX0vF7Q/s320/IMG_0785.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He's so handsome and charming (and looked so little!), and he played his piece (&lt;i&gt;Jolly Old Saint Nicholas&lt;/i&gt;) perfectly. Complete with a bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;In Our Homeschool This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homeschooling this week has only consisted of reading time and holiday activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x42HvVbMXsQ/TuunPjyxiKI/AAAAAAAAJM8/Cai8XmK0Qdg/s1600/IMG_0775.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x42HvVbMXsQ/TuunPjyxiKI/AAAAAAAAJM8/Cai8XmK0Qdg/s320/IMG_0775.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wrote about our &lt;i&gt;Charlie Brown Christmas&lt;/i&gt; activity &lt;a href="http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-stories-art.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. It has been one of their favorite holiday activities, so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iAlLlUli-SQ/TuvXHplv4-I/AAAAAAAAJNs/hxaTFsAHOqw/s1600/IMG_0811.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iAlLlUli-SQ/TuvXHplv4-I/AAAAAAAAJNs/hxaTFsAHOqw/s320/IMG_0811.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;I always kind of wanted&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Elf on the Shelf &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;(because everyone makes it look so fun)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;, but I could never bring myself to splurge the $29.99. I found this book at Hastings for $4, and we've been having fun with it, instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7rRX5X9kRz4/TuvXXP6M0uI/AAAAAAAAJN0/ak8Fhh0FkTI/s1600/IMG_0810.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7rRX5X9kRz4/TuvXXP6M0uI/AAAAAAAAJN0/ak8Fhh0FkTI/s320/IMG_0810.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Every day (for the 12 days leading up to Christmas), I take out a new cardboard elf and hide it (along with the previous elves because one is never enough to find) according to the clue in the book. Then we read the poem clue, and they look for it. I just hide the other elves in random places, and they also take turns hiding them/searching after that. I like that the elves' backs are printed on the other side making them more realistic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;In My Life This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ooCRBQR_HPY/TuundvAr_vI/AAAAAAAAJNE/mDyff_B2Dpc/s1600/IMG_0773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ooCRBQR_HPY/TuundvAr_vI/AAAAAAAAJNE/mDyff_B2Dpc/s320/IMG_0773.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The kids have slept together a few times lately. (Tornado started opening his eyes when I turned on the lights and took the picture.) They all have their own nice, cozy beds, but I guess they prefer being together. It's sweet. Sissy doesn't think it's fair that she's the only one who has to go to sleep in a room by herself, and well...I understand. That makes sense. I get to cuddle with Ryan, and the boys get to whisper to one another until they fall asleep in their bunk beds. Not fair, indeed, Sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;In My Pregnancy This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually tried to call the doctor today because my leg and feet swelling is so over the top. I am a little concerned that one is slightly bigger than the other, which according to the internet could be an issue. The office isn't open on Friday's, though, so I'm trying to decide what to do. Worrying about having a blood clot is not good for my hypochondriatic self. I think I convince myself I'm having trouble breathing when I'm probably just panicking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling FINE up until now. I never had extreme morning sickness. I have never felt particularly tired or achey. My blood pressure is perfect. ETC. The past week or two I have went dramatically downhill. This week I officially hit a weight I've never reached before in my other pregnancies (and I still have a bit to go!). I started crying today because I was worried about my feet after reading things on the computer about it. I was trying to stay off of them, but I have so much to do! So much &lt;i&gt;I want&lt;/i&gt; to do! Clean for company this weekend. Wrap presents. Bake desserts for our holiday get-together...my body is failing me when I don't even feel tired, and I think this must be a hint of what it feels like to grow old. I walk up the stairs so slowly, and I'm totally out of breath when I reach the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today I burst into tears, and Sissy ran downstairs to get her brothers. I could hear her saying, &lt;i&gt;"Come on! Mommy's crying!"&lt;/i&gt; I don't like to lose it in front of them, and I tried to explain that I'm fine, I'm just disappointed that I'm not feeling well enough to do what I need and want to do. I think they understand. They gave me a foot and leg massage with lotion as they pretended like they were playing "spa," and I was a customer. Sissy was talking all fancy and prissy as she explained what they were doing and how they were helping me. It was cute. (And felt great!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Peek at Sissy in Preschool This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yOZzK0NF8Xw/TuunsXFko3I/AAAAAAAAJNM/azLF-T6HLD0/s1600/IMG_0762.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yOZzK0NF8Xw/TuunsXFko3I/AAAAAAAAJNM/azLF-T6HLD0/s320/IMG_0762.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pajama Day at school this week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qRA2WIqzJkU/Tuume1SjztI/AAAAAAAAJMk/2Es9Go1RCLc/s1600/IMG_0803.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qRA2WIqzJkU/Tuume1SjztI/AAAAAAAAJMk/2Es9Go1RCLc/s320/IMG_0803.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She had her Christmas program this week, too. It included sitting on Santa's lap and receiving a newly wrapped book, the kids singing a few songs (which included her wearing a Santa's hat, lots of hand motions, and ringing jingle bells during one song) for everyone in the sanctuary, and a "Happy Birthday, Jesus" party back in the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What We're Playing This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wSU2iuEq0HM/Tuun6F8NIII/AAAAAAAAJNU/PplAgAH0Y_w/s1600/IMG_0756.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wSU2iuEq0HM/Tuun6F8NIII/AAAAAAAAJNU/PplAgAH0Y_w/s320/IMG_0756.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We were using cotton balls for a snowman craft, and these two decided to have a snowball fight with them. I actually thought it was a really fun idea, and I was just relieved that they were finally throwing something in the house that wouldn't hurt anything. I am, however, still finding cotton balls in random places many days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ak_8NNdyUY/TuuoLG0YKvI/AAAAAAAAJNc/_ngWHTX2LD0/s1600/IMG_0752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ak_8NNdyUY/TuuoLG0YKvI/AAAAAAAAJNc/_ngWHTX2LD0/s320/IMG_0752.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy played &lt;i&gt;Scrabble: Junior Edition&lt;/i&gt; with them one night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What We're Looking Forward To This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dPYmKNpk6Cs/TuuoQNTJKDI/AAAAAAAAJNk/GQgJzqIHHZE/s1600/IMG_20111214_092451.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dPYmKNpk6Cs/TuuoQNTJKDI/AAAAAAAAJNk/GQgJzqIHHZE/s320/IMG_20111214_092451.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The boys were excited when we went to Googie &amp;amp; Papaw's one day and saw all of their Christmas decorations were set out. They love my dad's Snow Village creations, complete with a train. I'm sure this will get a lot of viewing time this weekend as my whole family will be together to celebrate the holiday. We are looking forward to hanging out with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quotes to Share:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis was helping me clean her room. I asked her to do something apparently while she was still completing another task. She said, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Wait a second. I only have two hands, not three."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; She said it very serious, which is funny because she apparently she picked up that from me; I am always telling them something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linkin' Up:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thehomeschoolchick.com/2011/12/joy-to-the-world/"&gt;The Homeschool Mother's Journal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weirdunsocializedhomeschoolers.com/2011/12/weekly-wrap-up-first-week-of-christmas.html"&gt;Weekly Wrap-Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="The &amp;amp;&amp;lt;span class=" src="http://www.thehomeschoolchick.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/HSMJgraphic.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="weekly wrap-up" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/__gK3y062ur0/TMosNAjM3yI/AAAAAAAAFyM/hLayztf70Ec/weekly-wrap-up_thumb2.gif" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-1008644148635082654?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/1008644148635082654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=1008644148635082654' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/1008644148635082654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/1008644148635082654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/12/weekly-wrap-up-homeschool-journal-dec.html' title='Weekly Wrap-Up Homeschool Journal Dec. 10-16'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FALU-PqbrZs/TuumuIcYuiI/AAAAAAAAJMs/Ig5UgAPaNwU/s72-c/IMG_0789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-3165364497305997136</id><published>2011-12-15T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T09:52:15.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Stories + "Art"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r4ctYiSBf44/Tup5ko_btcI/AAAAAAAAJMM/zGGVuN1SZak/s1600/charlie%2Bbrown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686491149894399426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r4ctYiSBf44/Tup5ko_btcI/AAAAAAAAJMM/zGGVuN1SZak/s400/charlie%2Bbrown.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our latest&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/12/weekly-homeschool-journal.html"&gt;Advent Garland days&lt;/a&gt; was the gift of &lt;i&gt;A Charlie Brown Christmas&lt;/i&gt;. I also included with the book some flashy garland in a bag, and we also stopped by&lt;i&gt; Dollar Tree&lt;/i&gt; to pick out some $1 shatter-proof balls and holly garland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_1a667DN8A0/Tup5kj8ruYI/AAAAAAAAJME/UU1hfM8dDPE/s1600/IMG_0776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686491148540688770" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_1a667DN8A0/Tup5kj8ruYI/AAAAAAAAJME/UU1hfM8dDPE/s400/IMG_0776.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we read the book (which I love, especially when Charlie Brown exclaims, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Isn't there anyone who knows what Christmas is all about?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and Linus goes on to explain the real meaning of Christmas), we took a walk around our property to pick out a tree that maybe wanted to feel like a special Christmas tree this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-074aN70YfNU/Tup5jEt2lkI/AAAAAAAAJL4/iMLfo913PsY/s1600/IMG_0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686491122977117762" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-074aN70YfNU/Tup5jEt2lkI/AAAAAAAAJL4/iMLfo913PsY/s400/IMG_0778.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 267px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tree ended up very fancy, and I'm pretty sure all of its Christmas tree dreams have now came true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-opOEGuJvnhA/Tup552pKboI/AAAAAAAAJMc/bOdkjv5fgHc/s1600/gingerbread%2Bfriends.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ySN0aak8p54/Tup5i583z4I/AAAAAAAAJLs/8L5yePY0mYk/s1600/IMG_0781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686491120087322498" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ySN0aak8p54/Tup5i583z4I/AAAAAAAAJLs/8L5yePY0mYk/s400/IMG_0781.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 267px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some extra decorations, and the kids felt very certain they wanted to decorate this old tree, too. It was one that we had used as a Christmas tree years ago in a pot, then transferred outside. I think it has finally succumbed to the Arkansas heat, etc., although there is a bit of green hiding in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-opOEGuJvnhA/Tup552pKboI/AAAAAAAAJMc/bOdkjv5fgHc/s1600/gingerbread%2Bfriends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686491514336341634" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-opOEGuJvnhA/Tup552pKboI/AAAAAAAAJMc/bOdkjv5fgHc/s400/gingerbread%2Bfriends.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 323px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Advent activity we've done so far was reading &lt;i&gt;Gingerbread Friends&lt;/i&gt; by Jan Brett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v9Ifyc9TMZ8/Tuphm8k8wUI/AAAAAAAAJLg/SIOz7GDJzVY/s1600/IMG_0710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686464801232699714" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v9Ifyc9TMZ8/Tuphm8k8wUI/AAAAAAAAJLg/SIOz7GDJzVY/s400/IMG_0710.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned on my &lt;a href="http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/12/weekly-homeschool-journal-dec-2-9.html"&gt;Weekly Journal Friday&lt;/a&gt; that we had made gingerbread house pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rQ6DvHm9nqA/TuphmawsCII/AAAAAAAAJLU/nFc3QKEUZjg/s1600/IMG_0712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686464792155129986" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rQ6DvHm9nqA/TuphmawsCII/AAAAAAAAJLU/nFc3QKEUZjg/s400/IMG_0712.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a gingerbread house pancake mold I've had for years (and I've seen them online). We also had a little success using a large gingerbread boy cookie cutter (with plenty of cooking spray) as a pancake mold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kthw7c_EGSc/TuphmFFoI3I/AAAAAAAAJLI/YmrKMqokVqU/s1600/IMG_0713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686464786337375090" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kthw7c_EGSc/TuphmFFoI3I/AAAAAAAAJLI/YmrKMqokVqU/s400/IMG_0713.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 267px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I filled our dishes with fruits, nuts, cereal, chocolate chips and let the kids decorate their houses, along with syrup, melted fruit spread and dairy-free whipping cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V1GhDBkAsqs/TuphluBT_hI/AAAAAAAAJK4/XB-8Jm374C8/s1600/IMG_0715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686464780145262098" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V1GhDBkAsqs/TuphluBT_hI/AAAAAAAAJK4/XB-8Jm374C8/s400/IMG_0715.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was our supper, and the boys ended up making more than one each.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Q_SxzjGtH8/TuphljuUhNI/AAAAAAAAJKw/s1jLQmfIE64/s1600/IMG_0758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686464777381250258" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Q_SxzjGtH8/TuphljuUhNI/AAAAAAAAJKw/s1jLQmfIE64/s400/IMG_0758.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 4 year old was actually in the middle of her own Gingerbread Unit at preschool last week. Here are a few of her art projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amommysadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/start.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_8p6ZjTGgYEY/SwdVzS_PMZI/AAAAAAAACKU/a1LIaA6bD6Q/stArt.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cqlwjqNjB0o/Th3peftP8ZI/AAAAAAAAC-U/CSwz7motqRY/s1600/ReadExploreLearn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y37/jolantheerb/PreschoolCornersidebarbutton210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linking Up:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;stART&lt;/b&gt; at &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amommysadventures.com/2011/12/start-three-little-christmas-trees.html"&gt;A Mommy's Adventures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Read, Explore, Learn&lt;/b&gt; at &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jdaniel4smom.com/2011/12/readexplorelearn-special-christmas.html"&gt;JDaniel4's Mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Preschool Corner&lt;/b&gt; at &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://homeschoolcreations.blogspot.com/2011/12/halfway-through-preschool-corner.html"&gt;Homeschool Creations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-3165364497305997136?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/3165364497305997136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=3165364497305997136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/3165364497305997136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/3165364497305997136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-stories-art.html' title='Christmas Stories + &quot;Art&quot;'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r4ctYiSBf44/Tup5ko_btcI/AAAAAAAAJMM/zGGVuN1SZak/s72-c/charlie%2Bbrown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-6153982163057455932</id><published>2011-12-09T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T21:23:58.265-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekly Wrap-Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeschool Mother&apos;s Journal'/><title type='text'>Weekly Homeschool Journal Dec. 2-9</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;In Our Homeschool This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tWJfvHV3XMw/TuKe42T2ilI/AAAAAAAAJII/IsnYrn_MMq0/s1600/IMG_0739.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tWJfvHV3XMw/TuKe42T2ilI/AAAAAAAAJII/IsnYrn_MMq0/s400/IMG_0739.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684280379183630930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were really "off schedule" this week because of a 3 day weekend trip we took. We didn't get all of our schoolwork finished, but that's okay because our co-op has a month-long Christmas break (YAY!!!), so we'll have time to catch up. I assigned the boys plenty of time on &lt;a href="http://www.time4learning.com/"&gt;Time4Learning&lt;/a&gt;, etc. while I did laundry, etc. Dash practiced piano a lot. Tornado is always 100% engaged in some writing or art project. We've also spent more time celebrating the holidays at home this week, which is a nice thing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They also enjoyed several episodes of &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://libertyskids.com/"&gt;Liberty's Kids&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I got the idea of watching it on &lt;i&gt;Netflix Streaming&lt;/i&gt; from another blogger. (And they have a website with games and info, as well.) I had forgotten about that show (years ago, I always thought it would be great for when they got older), and the kids had never watched it. They love it now, though, and it goes along perfectly with what the boys are both studying in history right now. (Tornado does &lt;i&gt;Abeka American History&lt;/i&gt;.) These are two of their journal entries at home this week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't, for the life of me, get my 11 year old to write small with lower case letters when applicable (or in straight lines, for that matter). I have to constantly refocus him to do it. (His teachers during his 2 years at public school - and his occupational therapists for the past 8 years - have had no more luck with this than I do.) This type of stop/go writing paper seems to work well for him - at least for the size issue. It actually causes my 6 year old to write worse, though, I discovered. We purchased a notebook from Office Depot, but &lt;a href="http://www.do2learn.com/activities/writingtools/stop-go_paper_large.pdf"&gt;here are pages&lt;/a&gt; you can print off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I, myself, learned something on the &lt;i&gt;Liberty's Kids&lt;/i&gt; episode today. Paul Revere didn't say, &lt;i&gt;"The British are coming!"&lt;/i&gt; The phrase that many people called out from horseback that night was actually, &lt;i&gt;"The Regulars are coming!" &lt;/i&gt;Where have I been? We looked online to read more about the real facts surrounding Paul Revere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Places We're Going and People We're Seeing:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7qTCXNVug8w/TuJJuiyDpaI/AAAAAAAAJGI/oABx8kU79SY/s1600/photo%2B%25284%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7qTCXNVug8w/TuJJuiyDpaI/AAAAAAAAJGI/oABx8kU79SY/s400/photo%2B%25284%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684186743654557090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my kids, along with Cousin K&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent a 3-day weekend in Branson. My husband's family met up to celebrate Christmas together. We were meeting early this year because I might not be able to travel much longer as I near my due date. We stayed in four different condo/cabin type accomodations near one another. The kids (above) were running around &lt;i&gt;Branson Landing&lt;/i&gt;, a waterfront shopping/dining, etc. area in downtown Branson on Lake Taneycomo. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0QxTIToFd24/TuJJtvTJuMI/AAAAAAAAJF8/iBrVF91c-Iw/s1600/photo%2B%25287%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0QxTIToFd24/TuJJtvTJuMI/AAAAAAAAJF8/iBrVF91c-Iw/s400/photo%2B%25287%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684186729834723522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It started sprinkling on us at the Landing, and it rained on us most of our time at Silver Dollar City. SDC is such a fun place to visit at Christmastime. The lights are pretty and magical. We carried our umbrellas, though, and got out of the rain occasionally, walking through shops and a singing show. You would think it would have been desserted in the rainy weather, but I've never seen the place more crowded in all of my 36 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids enjoyed the weekend, though, with their grandparents, 2 uncles, 2 aunts, and 2 cousins. And they found plenty of ways to entertain themselves, as Tornado is doing above. If you look closely, you can make out my "fun-sized" figure in the t.v.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FncUod0vxUQ/TuJJtdkFH4I/AAAAAAAAJFw/W4rGboyG7vc/s1600/photo%2B%25285%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FncUod0vxUQ/TuJJtdkFH4I/AAAAAAAAJFw/W4rGboyG7vc/s400/photo%2B%25285%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684186725073887106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This weekend, we also went to see my grandparents in the nursing home. This was our first time to visit them there, as they have only recently moved out of their house. I was happy that Sissy loved on Grandpa a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U3BPPL5-Yy4/TuI-3yauAOI/AAAAAAAAJEo/8HUiDHzLHLg/s1600/IMG_0694.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U3BPPL5-Yy4/TuI-3yauAOI/AAAAAAAAJEo/8HUiDHzLHLg/s400/IMG_0694.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684174807842554082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our next stop was my niece's 10th birthday party. Tornado always buddies up very well with his little cousins. He and Cousin P had a good time finding ways to entertain themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TFe5Q9tZqkE/TuI-3TMmXpI/AAAAAAAAJEc/GZtf8F9VJy4/s1600/IMG_0690.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TFe5Q9tZqkE/TuI-3TMmXpI/AAAAAAAAJEc/GZtf8F9VJy4/s400/IMG_0690.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684174799461834386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hate that I didn't get any more pictures of the birthday girl herself. She is growing into such a special young lady, so smart and so talented. I say this all of the time, but I adore my nieces and nephews!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E7Y5F2J2EMc/TuI-NNhQDUI/AAAAAAAAJEI/bhC_EwevRjw/s1600/IMG_0696.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E7Y5F2J2EMc/TuI-NNhQDUI/AAAAAAAAJEI/bhC_EwevRjw/s400/IMG_0696.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684174076383333698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was a lot of love going on between these two, as well. I'm glad that Sissy's love spreading didn't also spread the germs she unknowingly was harboring at the time. She threw up a couple of times on the way home (and JUST HAPPENED to have my favorite bed pillow in her lap, sigh...) and continued to be sick all night and the next morning. Fortunately, she was the only one who got it at our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1IlIx87QnQU/TuKePvDdicI/AAAAAAAAJHE/r379Hpx0aP0/s1600/IMG_20111113_094408.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1IlIx87QnQU/TuKePvDdicI/AAAAAAAAJHE/r379Hpx0aP0/s400/IMG_20111113_094408.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684279672861198786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of vomit...I forgot to post this picture last month. The kids (each on a different day that week) got a bout of 24 hour vomiting. But I liked this picture because my 6 year old son brought her everything in the picture - books, the little cars, water, a coloring book, and crayons. He was really taking care of her. Hopefully, they are getting stomach bug now and NOT later when the baby comes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What We're Cleaning and What We're Playing:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What we're cleaning lately is everything. I'm so desperate to have a clean home before the baby gets here, and I seem to be &lt;b&gt;spinning my wheels&lt;/b&gt;. I'll get one room almost clean, it apparently becomes so exciting then for the kids, I turn my back, and before I know it they've pulled out a bunch of stuff again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qsgXS_XliKc/TuKePEKeCEI/AAAAAAAAJG4/j8cQqfNLFFE/s1600/IMG_20111112_134352.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qsgXS_XliKc/TuKePEKeCEI/AAAAAAAAJG4/j8cQqfNLFFE/s400/IMG_20111112_134352.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684279661347866690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Anyway, we did spend a day recently cleaning up outside, organizing the outdoor toybin, and getting rid of some stuff - all of which made me feel much better. The kids seem to breathe easier when the yard it clean, too. Just like inside, they play outside even better when it's cleaned up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Advent Fun This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L5MHE78t7xs/TuI-MPzuXFI/AAAAAAAAJEA/aoGH4-nxgI8/s1600/IMG_0711.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L5MHE78t7xs/TuI-MPzuXFI/AAAAAAAAJEA/aoGH4-nxgI8/s400/IMG_0711.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684174059817819218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gingerbread House pancakes! I wrote more about these &lt;a href="http://veganandsoforth.blogspot.com/2011/12/gingerbread-house-pancakes.html"&gt;on my food blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vu5zvT92Hac/TuI-LgxV6VI/AAAAAAAAJDw/vh3JT1_NPRk/s1600/IMG_0717.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vu5zvT92Hac/TuI-LgxV6VI/AAAAAAAAJDw/vh3JT1_NPRk/s400/IMG_0717.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684174047191361874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;hot chocolate, made with almond milk, &lt;a href="http://www.mimiccreme.com/healthy.html"&gt;Mimic Creme&lt;/a&gt;, and crushed &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/products/catalog?q=organic+candy+canes&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;prmd=imvns&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;bav=on.2,or.r_gc.r_pw.,cf.osb&amp;amp;biw=1600&amp;amp;bih=732&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;tbm=shop&amp;amp;cid=8335326724961157794&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;ei=S9viTpKlGo65tgfL_9nnAw&amp;amp;ved=0CHIQ8wIwAA"&gt;organic candy canes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They drank this after playing in the snow. Yes, it snowed in Arkansas already! Most of it was melted off by noon, but still! The bad thing was that it took my husband 2 1/2 hours to drive 30 minutes to work, and it took me an 1 hour 15 minutes to drive the same to my doctor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WGiOAVG-MG0/TuKe4XQbt2I/AAAAAAAAJH4/TAWcyxuVY_k/s1600/IMG_0740.JPG" style="font-weight: bold; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WGiOAVG-MG0/TuKe4XQbt2I/AAAAAAAAJH4/TAWcyxuVY_k/s400/IMG_0740.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684280370847790946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got a lot of great ideas from &lt;i&gt;Family Fun&lt;/i&gt; magazine this month. We made &lt;a href="http://familyfun.go.com/magazine/familyfun-magazine-archive/familyfun-december-january-2012/snow-swabs-1030054/"&gt;these ornaments&lt;/a&gt; with broken toothpicks and glitter glue.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOet2xIYyoQ/TuKeRVqhuNI/AAAAAAAAJHs/65ZEVuU99RA/s1600/IMG_0744.JPG" style="font-weight: bold; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOet2xIYyoQ/TuKeRVqhuNI/AAAAAAAAJHs/65ZEVuU99RA/s400/IMG_0744.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684279700405467346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We used this idea from &lt;i&gt;Family Fun&lt;/i&gt;, as well. (Top two: Dash, "B is for Bean" would be from my silly Tornado, the next one is mine, and the last one is Sissy's.) We cut out circles from cereal boxes, covered pieces of cereal box with foil for the top and taped paper clips on the back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ukZY5QUv38c/TuLbVs2d6aI/AAAAAAAAJIQ/GLWpWxetKJo/s1600/IMG_0751.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ukZY5QUv38c/TuLbVs2d6aI/AAAAAAAAJIQ/GLWpWxetKJo/s400/IMG_0751.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684346845558335906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys also wanted to make extra large ornaments. The one on the left is Dash's, and Tornado made the one on the right. I started out trying to convince him to please make it look like a Christmas ornament, but...I don't know why I even wanted to do that. THIS ornament is way more him than anything with gemstones and ribbon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZfXeO74oOd8/TuKeQuujebI/AAAAAAAAJHc/pyam-o0QRyY/s1600/IMG_0745.JPG" style="font-weight: bold; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZfXeO74oOd8/TuKeQuujebI/AAAAAAAAJHc/pyam-o0QRyY/s400/IMG_0745.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684279689953376690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sissy had to decorate the red paper ornament to take back to school for hanging on the tree in their lobby. It is also very "Sissy" (pink and shiny).  She went on to  make this "purse" on her own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She remarked,&lt;b&gt; "I'm getting into this project cuz I'm making a lot of stuff."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xZ3cpz_l7PY/TuKeQEp1m_I/AAAAAAAAJHQ/P5g1lquE9Bg/s1600/IMG_0748.JPG" style="font-weight: bold; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xZ3cpz_l7PY/TuKeQEp1m_I/AAAAAAAAJHQ/P5g1lquE9Bg/s400/IMG_0748.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684279678659304434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We hung their ornaments on their "homemade ornament tree," where they also have hung the wooden ornaments my mom got them to color.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids are loving the &lt;a href="http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/12/weekly-homeschool-journal.html"&gt;Advent Garland&lt;/a&gt;. As soon as they wake up, they rush downstairs. One day, the boys unclipped the next number and read it without Sissy. She let 'em have it! She told me to "get them in trouble" and made it clear that was not to happen again. They are so easily impressed, too. One day, there were two clues - one was about watching &lt;i&gt;Olive the Other Reindeer&lt;/i&gt; (so I just wrote the words of the Rudolph song highlighting &lt;i&gt;"all of the other reindeers"&lt;/i&gt;),&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;which&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;I had recorded, and the other was about watching the &lt;i&gt;Elf on a Shelf&lt;/i&gt; cartoon. That one said, &lt;i&gt;"Rhymes with 'telf on a melf.' "&lt;/i&gt; (I couldn't think of anything else!) It was as if it was the funniest thing they've ever heard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;At Our Homeschool Co-Op This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EmQ5TLrp-sU/TuI8Kl4AuFI/AAAAAAAAJDI/zOO_T-FT_TY/s1600/IMG_0723.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EmQ5TLrp-sU/TuI8Kl4AuFI/AAAAAAAAJDI/zOO_T-FT_TY/s400/IMG_0723.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684171832358385746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As did most classes, we took a break from our regular curriculum (I teach &lt;i&gt;My Father's World&lt;/i&gt; K-4.) and focused on holiday fun. I had printed off several crafts and themed worksheets for the kids, and we read Christmas stories. This was &lt;a href="http://www.first-school.ws/activities/activityc/winter-tree-snowflakes-numbers.htm"&gt;one of them&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aukYWVu3sz4/TuI-Kw6KW-I/AAAAAAAAJDo/lV0m_g3GoTE/s1600/IMG_0721.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aukYWVu3sz4/TuI-Kw6KW-I/AAAAAAAAJDo/lV0m_g3GoTE/s400/IMG_0721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684174034343451618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They also put colored, cut out, and put together &lt;a href="http://www.first-school.ws/activities/seasons/snowman.htm"&gt;this snowman&lt;/a&gt;. I also offered cotton balls, and I liked how one kid rolled up pieces into little balls...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vQXxnJZoHVs/TuI-Kvsv9kI/AAAAAAAAJDY/b3d4D1DpI7o/s1600/IMG_0722.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vQXxnJZoHVs/TuI-Kvsv9kI/AAAAAAAAJDY/b3d4D1DpI7o/s400/IMG_0722.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684174034018760258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and others left them large."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;More Christmas Fun This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BiNbm_3rpu8/TuI8IwlwlJI/AAAAAAAAJDA/X2x6BxcvTww/s1600/IMG_0727.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BiNbm_3rpu8/TuI8IwlwlJI/AAAAAAAAJDA/X2x6BxcvTww/s400/IMG_0727.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684171800874882194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday, the kids' Advent Garland card promised a trip to &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bethlehem Revisited&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; held every year at a church in Arkansas. It's really cool. Groups are led (by a Roman soldier) on a little walk where different period-dressed speakers narrate part of the Christmas story in first person. Then the soldier leads you into the walled city where you experience life in the days of Jesus. You are also given shekkels to spend in the market. They especially enjoyed spending some at the "toy" store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T807FP0GRWM/TuI8IQqMrpI/AAAAAAAAJCw/dCwpg2gi0RM/s1600/IMG_0734.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T807FP0GRWM/TuI8IQqMrpI/AAAAAAAAJCw/dCwpg2gi0RM/s400/IMG_0734.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684171792303566482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They stopped at the Story Telling booth to hear about Noah's ark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They also got their names written in Greek. (There was also a Hebrew option.) There were open fires and farm animals, bread and olives, etc. for sale, and all different sorts of experiences at &lt;i&gt;Bethlehem Revisited&lt;/i&gt;. The finale is exiting the walls of the city and listening to the final part of the "story," in front of "Mary, Joseph, and baby Jesus." "Baby Jesus" was really cute and cooing, so the kids enjoyed that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gml_8qwA_k0/TuI8HrHQO2I/AAAAAAAAJCk/Cm36qK_naEA/s1600/IMG_0730.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gml_8qwA_k0/TuI8HrHQO2I/AAAAAAAAJCk/Cm36qK_naEA/s400/IMG_0730.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684171782224886626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;candle making&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RHuuNLF-m3o/TuI8HOJMBpI/AAAAAAAAJCY/S93QDo5pbWU/s1600/IMG_0738.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RHuuNLF-m3o/TuI8HOJMBpI/AAAAAAAAJCY/S93QDo5pbWU/s400/IMG_0738.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684171774448371346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;These are the candles they dipped. And apparently now I will be off to wipe all of the fingerprints off our door. This picture really brought 'em out for you to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center; "&gt;Linkin' Up:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thehomeschoolchick.com/2011/12/off-with-their-heads/"&gt;The Homeschool Mother's Journal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weirdunsocializedhomeschoolers.com/2011/12/weekly-wrap-up-one-that-i-forgot.html"&gt;Weekly Wrap-Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thehomeschoolchick.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/HSMJgraphic.jpg" alt="The &amp;amp;&amp;lt;span class=" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/__gK3y062ur0/TMosNAjM3yI/AAAAAAAAFyM/hLayztf70Ec/weekly-wrap-up_thumb2.gif" alt="weekly wrap-up" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center; "&gt;Have a good week, everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-6153982163057455932?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/6153982163057455932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=6153982163057455932' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/6153982163057455932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/6153982163057455932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/12/weekly-homeschool-journal-dec-2-9.html' title='Weekly Homeschool Journal Dec. 2-9'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tWJfvHV3XMw/TuKe42T2ilI/AAAAAAAAJII/IsnYrn_MMq0/s72-c/IMG_0739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-8149062460710549626</id><published>2011-12-02T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T06:41:28.265-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekly Wrap-Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeschool Mother&apos;s Journal'/><title type='text'>Weekly Homeschool Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;November 12-December 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In Our Homeschool This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5aozruBeMVw/TthC6DKFX2I/AAAAAAAAJCM/tDkXERfOitk/s1600/IMG_0670.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5aozruBeMVw/TthC6DKFX2I/AAAAAAAAJCM/tDkXERfOitk/s400/IMG_0670.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681364494975328098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chocolate play-dough, chocolate pudding finger pudding, more chocolate books with vocabulary words and follow-up questions&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WAb6jH96i2c/Ttg7VDsyohI/AAAAAAAAJAc/Xz3kq3jI_6g/s1600/IMG_0602.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WAb6jH96i2c/Ttg7VDsyohI/AAAAAAAAJAc/Xz3kq3jI_6g/s400/IMG_0602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681356162884346386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tornado said this about his bell pepper slice, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"It looks like lungs!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yF1KalVYqgA/Ttg7ViWtGVI/AAAAAAAAJAs/DINloiEatbQ/s1600/IMG_0584.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yF1KalVYqgA/Ttg7ViWtGVI/AAAAAAAAJAs/DINloiEatbQ/s400/IMG_0584.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681356171113208146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanksgiving morning: while I cooked, the kids colored their Native Americans and also put &lt;a href="http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-thanksgiving.html"&gt;these hats&lt;/a&gt; together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ek5D55p7DPg/Ttg7U_v1kwI/AAAAAAAAJAQ/HrTOzlCzY-0/s1600/IMG_0624.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ek5D55p7DPg/Ttg7U_v1kwI/AAAAAAAAJAQ/HrTOzlCzY-0/s400/IMG_0624.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681356161823380226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They joined us for our Thanksgiving meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iZuwqg3NQoI/Ttg5XDgO8aI/AAAAAAAAJAA/ip5XmJxwkUg/s1600/IMG_0667.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iZuwqg3NQoI/Ttg5XDgO8aI/AAAAAAAAJAA/ip5XmJxwkUg/s400/IMG_0667.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681353998168158626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tornado had two big reports due for homeschool co-op: one on the state of California and one on Zebra Finches. He chose Zebra Finch over any bird in the world. Those of you who know him will understand why. He loves mixing silly things together, and it's silly to him to think of "zebra" mixed with "finch." He did a great job with his reports, although I felt like I was in college again after helping him with them. And I loved his visual aids. We printed off an actual size finch and made realistic size and colored clay eggs, picked grass, a Zebra Finch's choice for nest, and he glued it all onto a thick piece of cardboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His visual aid for his CA report were pages of collages - &lt;i&gt;he loves making collages&lt;/i&gt; - including pictures of earthquakes (which is why he picked CA, of course), state facts, and one of our trips to California.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peeking in on Sissy at Preschool:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LPh_0oteICU/TthACJrgFxI/AAAAAAAAJBs/tEbh-mKZGJk/s1600/IMG_0523.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LPh_0oteICU/TthACJrgFxI/AAAAAAAAJBs/tEbh-mKZGJk/s400/IMG_0523.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681361335630173970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I always enjoy watching Sissy with her friends. I took several pictures of these two, whispering to and giggling with one another at their Thanksgiving feast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jagLx6mq824/TthABmjryII/AAAAAAAAJBk/SSwRD1b6zFQ/s1600/IMG_0529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jagLx6mq824/TthABmjryII/AAAAAAAAJBk/SSwRD1b6zFQ/s400/IMG_0529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681361326202144898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She has been blessed with very sweet friends at school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extracurricular Activities This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yVzUpOWiw_o/TthAA5_D7QI/AAAAAAAAJBY/8YtcjyGbm5M/s1600/IMG_0538.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yVzUpOWiw_o/TthAA5_D7QI/AAAAAAAAJBY/8YtcjyGbm5M/s400/IMG_0538.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681361314237377794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dash,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EY_0DZ2nVlI/TthAAlu_NXI/AAAAAAAAJBM/uuK1224vhx4/s1600/IMG_0536.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EY_0DZ2nVlI/TthAAlu_NXI/AAAAAAAAJBM/uuK1224vhx4/s400/IMG_0536.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681361308801250674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sissy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-agJKlNGnpzE/Ttg7XN0erkI/AAAAAAAAJBA/U_AjKKp9zFo/s1600/IMG_0542.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-agJKlNGnpzE/Ttg7XN0erkI/AAAAAAAAJBA/U_AjKKp9zFo/s400/IMG_0542.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681356199960686146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;and Tornado at homeschool gymnastics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;In Roni &amp;amp; Ghetti's Life This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N00IO0Ek_m4/Ttg7W5jav3I/AAAAAAAAJA0/SUN5Nl9myZs/s1600/IMG_0544.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N00IO0Ek_m4/Ttg7W5jav3I/AAAAAAAAJA0/SUN5Nl9myZs/s400/IMG_0544.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681356194520416114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls got cleaned up and groomed for $70. And as irony would prevail, one of them peed in their crate the very next morning, even though they haven't done that in months. Ryan and the boys had to give them another bath. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Preparing for Christmas This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SnJcsttTZN0/Ttg5Wj-qndI/AAAAAAAAI_0/jyv_a2N_9EQ/s1600/IMG_0654.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SnJcsttTZN0/Ttg5Wj-qndI/AAAAAAAAI_0/jyv_a2N_9EQ/s400/IMG_0654.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681353989705866706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I broke a door off my Advent Calendar cabinet last year, so I had to get something new this year. I looked around for the perfect one but didn't want to spend a lot of money. I have so many cardmaking and scrapbooking supplies, I was able to come up with this, only purchasing the pom pom fringe and alligator clips at Hobby Lobby with coupons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SxUorAkloW4/Ttg5WXPaK6I/AAAAAAAAI_o/J26F-y07MBI/s1600/IMG_0657.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SxUorAkloW4/Ttg5WXPaK6I/AAAAAAAAI_o/J26F-y07MBI/s400/IMG_0657.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681353986286431138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our fun holiday activity or gift is printed off on a card and clipped to the back of each number. I got a lot of my ideas from &lt;a href="http://ivegotalistforthat.blogspot.com/2011/10/cards-for-our-super-cute-advent.html"&gt;my sister Cary&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dzRmfdwlJxU/Ttg5VrlF_uI/AAAAAAAAI_g/S4V9y35-Xhs/s1600/IMG_0660.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dzRmfdwlJxU/Ttg5VrlF_uI/AAAAAAAAI_g/S4V9y35-Xhs/s400/IMG_0660.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681353974566223586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every morning, they get to unclip a number, going backward, to see what we'll be doing that day. They are loving it. This was #25:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Are you as excited about Christmas &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;like me? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Open your first present; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's not under the tree. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where could it be?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My rhyming skills are impressive enough for the 11 and under crowd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What We're Playing This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fdMuWLO0XVg/Ttg5VQ_C9ZI/AAAAAAAAI_Q/VL1GQardyQE/s1600/IMG_0678.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fdMuWLO0XVg/Ttg5VQ_C9ZI/AAAAAAAAI_Q/VL1GQardyQE/s400/IMG_0678.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681353967427319186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to get permission to post this picture of Sissy because she's not wearing a shirt. I can't get her to wear clothes lately! I'm sure the childhood version of her Aunt Tracy will understand. She's always hot (but then she screams when I try to take a picture). That's why I can't post any pictures of them decorating our Christmas tree. Anyway, they are playing with first Advent gift, a &lt;i&gt;Melissa &amp;amp; Doug&lt;/i&gt; wooden nativity set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of her nakedness, this morning both she and her 6 year old brother were running around in their underwear playing &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"naked mole rat."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; They went on to explain it was really &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"superhero naked mole rat."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; And, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"In our closet is our "strength" food.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/b&gt; That helped explain why I saw them earlier go into the pantry, shut the door, then come out each with a cup of applesauce, which they ended up eating with no spoons. They were trying to capture their older brother who was also running around playing with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uQQgwAg9NK0/TthACE_RsnI/AAAAAAAAJB8/tQrAaI6twf8/s1600/IMG_0511.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uQQgwAg9NK0/TthACE_RsnI/AAAAAAAAJB8/tQrAaI6twf8/s400/IMG_0511.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681361334370939506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dash came inside with two VERY sharp sticks, one sticking out at the top of his pants, as his weapons he was using one day. Yikes. I inwardly gasped, took a picture, applauded his creativity, and asked him to please find sticks that weren't so sharp to play with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of their favorite things to play is &lt;b&gt;"Mom &amp;amp; Dad."&lt;/b&gt; But the other day I overheard them playing &lt;b&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Poor &lt;/i&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Dad."&lt;/b&gt; They said they didn't have any money or a car, they made a home for themselves outside, and they had to gather &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"berries, mushrooms, &amp;amp; other things to eat." &lt;/b&gt;(Of course, they didn't really eat them.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quotes to Share:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was playing with Sissy, she said, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm washing off the germs and chemicals...are germs and chemicals the same thing?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; After I tried to explain, she said, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If you pick your boogers and eat them, you have chemicals in your mouth. And (brother) does because he does that."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 6 year old said, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Momma, I wish I was older so I could marry you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Swoon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While she was eating her Thanksgiving pumpkin pie, Sissy said, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Mommy, when we wake up, is it still going to be Valentine's Day?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linkin' up to the great:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thehomeschoolchick.com/2011/12/modify-press-on/"&gt;The Homeschool Mother's Journal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weirdunsocializedhomeschoolers.com/"&gt;Weekly Wrap-Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/__gK3y062ur0/TMosNAjM3yI/AAAAAAAAFyM/hLayztf70Ec/weekly-wrap-up_thumb2.gif" alt="weekly wrap-up" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thehomeschoolchick.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/HSMJgraphic.jpg" alt="The &amp;amp;&amp;lt;span class=" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-8149062460710549626?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/8149062460710549626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=8149062460710549626' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/8149062460710549626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/8149062460710549626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/12/weekly-homeschool-journal.html' title='Weekly Homeschool Journal'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5aozruBeMVw/TthC6DKFX2I/AAAAAAAAJCM/tDkXERfOitk/s72-c/IMG_0670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-2006566309386310580</id><published>2011-11-24T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T11:36:11.331-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raw food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegan food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Vegan Snacks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg2WxQiZDJw/Ts6a7R978TI/AAAAAAAAI6s/Ds_Z0HpC3Po/s1600/IMG_0586.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg2WxQiZDJw/Ts6a7R978TI/AAAAAAAAI6s/Ds_Z0HpC3Po/s200/IMG_0586.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678646523386917170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We wish you all a very Happy Thanksgiving! We miss all of our friends and family we won't be with today. Hope your day is special.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And while we won't be eating the traditional "turkey" today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hHJc2d2zELU/Ts6XT79vWII/AAAAAAAAI6A/zBrOjn2U3jQ/s1600/IMG_0575.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hHJc2d2zELU/Ts6XT79vWII/AAAAAAAAI6A/zBrOjn2U3jQ/s400/IMG_0575.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678642548930730114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rice cake with peanut butter and agave nectar plus banana, almond, cashew, and raisin details.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Idea borrowed from &lt;a href="http://forkandbeans.wordpress.com/2011/11/10/turkey-rice-rice-baby/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e4xB1yOczDU/Ts6XTb5NbtI/AAAAAAAAI5w/WETfLorXtb0/s1600/IMG_0596.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e4xB1yOczDU/Ts6XTb5NbtI/AAAAAAAAI5w/WETfLorXtb0/s400/IMG_0596.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678642540321795794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Part of our Thanksgiving brunch. Idea from &lt;a href="http://www.eatingwithfoodallergies.com/turkeyveggieplatter.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iEgQsdONPb8/Ts6aelvh41I/AAAAAAAAI6g/Zf8ygNOOvWQ/s1600/IMG_0532.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iEgQsdONPb8/Ts6aelvh41I/AAAAAAAAI6g/Zf8ygNOOvWQ/s400/IMG_0532.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678646030478992210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And for those of you who missed it, Sissy's preschool Thanksgiving program...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YNQcthjtU8M/Ts6adaN2HrI/AAAAAAAAI6U/3aRf1h2A-RY/s1600/IMG_0520.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YNQcthjtU8M/Ts6adaN2HrI/AAAAAAAAI6U/3aRf1h2A-RY/s400/IMG_0520.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678646010205052594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x-2CdZIQOQk/Ts6adEiZUTI/AAAAAAAAI6I/tkJXDJDz2qo/s1600/sissy%2Bthanksgiving.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x-2CdZIQOQk/Ts6adEiZUTI/AAAAAAAAI6I/tkJXDJDz2qo/s400/sissy%2Bthanksgiving.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678646004385665330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Totally cute stuff, as is everything at her school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-2006566309386310580?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/2006566309386310580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=2006566309386310580' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/2006566309386310580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/2006566309386310580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eg2WxQiZDJw/Ts6a7R978TI/AAAAAAAAI6s/Ds_Z0HpC3Po/s72-c/IMG_0586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-4247818990872427947</id><published>2011-11-11T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T18:25:53.947-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekly Wrap-Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='field trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeschool Mother&apos;s Journal'/><title type='text'>Weekly Homeschool Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm catching up with last week, too,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;so when I say "week," I mean "the past two weeks."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In My Life This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3LlOLIElm4E/Tr2sDI0R07I/AAAAAAAAIos/kXV5hJls0lg/s1600/IMG_0376.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3LlOLIElm4E/Tr2sDI0R07I/AAAAAAAAIos/kXV5hJls0lg/s400/IMG_0376.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673880275463033778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We finished our new bedroom! I love it! (Pics to come maybe next week.) I only have a bit of organizing left to do in my closet, and I've asked for a few finishing touches (like new pillows) for Christmas.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 6 year old turned out to be highly helpful with our redecorating/furniture assembly. He got the hang of the cordless rechargeable screwdriver, and Ryan really appreciated him for things like holding up walls of furniture while he nailed everything into place. Dash never wavered in his willingness to help for long periods and even stayed up late working with him a couple of nights. When I got the idea to take the lower rod out of my closet to make room for a scrapbook/crafting table, Ryan just asked him to take it out, which he did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;In Our Homeschool This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ypROWx3mokw/Tr2l6K509GI/AAAAAAAAIlk/j1KDdHywp3w/s1600/IMG_0481.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ypROWx3mokw/Tr2l6K509GI/AAAAAAAAIlk/j1KDdHywp3w/s400/IMG_0481.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673873524334589026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids have been having fun building their own "chocolate/candy factory" as we continue on in our chocolate unit. We have been storing up (in the freezer) any candy we've been given for the past year, including our stash from this Halloween. (We don't eat it; the kids traded in their loot for healthier versions I got them. And they didn't mind because they love using the candy for this project.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mAfwAbPUysU/Tr2pq1qABQI/AAAAAAAAIn0/7h-S4m9-8R0/s1600/IMG_0390.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mAfwAbPUysU/Tr2pq1qABQI/AAAAAAAAIn0/7h-S4m9-8R0/s400/IMG_0390.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673877658979534082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids were busy one day "decorating the house." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wGfQfM9jRXw/Tr2pqeG-RZI/AAAAAAAAIns/0Byxu6rHC6I/s1600/IMG_0387.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wGfQfM9jRXw/Tr2pqeG-RZI/AAAAAAAAIns/0Byxu6rHC6I/s400/IMG_0387.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673877652658603410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They do this from time to time, taping drawings up all over the cabinets, doors, walls, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EOCZqQslHHY/Tr2pp2O02lI/AAAAAAAAInk/JkVtfflbYVU/s1600/IMG_0388.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EOCZqQslHHY/Tr2pp2O02lI/AAAAAAAAInk/JkVtfflbYVU/s400/IMG_0388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673877641954122322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took pictures of them all before I took them down a few days ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IOR5baX8wkk/Tr2ppjfAMuI/AAAAAAAAInU/MrUroi0JTTA/s1600/IMG_0386.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IOR5baX8wkk/Tr2ppjfAMuI/AAAAAAAAInU/MrUroi0JTTA/s400/IMG_0386.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673877636921701090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lu0lhlRIhiU/Tr2pq3x5rVI/AAAAAAAAIoI/zM8ob-wVg5A/s1600/IMG_0385.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lu0lhlRIhiU/Tr2pq3x5rVI/AAAAAAAAIoI/zM8ob-wVg5A/s400/IMG_0385.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673877659549543762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tornado also added this sign above the dog food bowls. This is a warning to our upcoming baby to stay out of the dog food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What We're Playing This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q1xXFE5uRBI/Tr2sCcqnyEI/AAAAAAAAIoc/dRLwzYa8osg/s1600/IMG_0369.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q1xXFE5uRBI/Tr2sCcqnyEI/AAAAAAAAIoc/dRLwzYa8osg/s400/IMG_0369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673880263611369538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These two spent a lot of time outside one day. Here they were making "soup" using leaves, mushrooms, pine needles, old bread, etc. Ryan and I had to come outside to "taste it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WufIgbtItq0/Tr2sCKQZHKI/AAAAAAAAIoQ/Vz7MYmmNehU/s1600/IMG_0374.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WufIgbtItq0/Tr2sCKQZHKI/AAAAAAAAIoQ/Vz7MYmmNehU/s400/IMG_0374.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673880258669517986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then later they popped into my closet while I was cleaning. They had gotten the idea to trade clothes. I don't even know what to say about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOZdBuwGpmk/Tr2npnDhZoI/AAAAAAAAImg/xDDPuRombEY/s1600/IMG_0420.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOZdBuwGpmk/Tr2npnDhZoI/AAAAAAAAImg/xDDPuRombEY/s400/IMG_0420.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673875438856922754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Papaw set up a tent for them in his backyard one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cp7EdNFJicE/Tr2npfJgwUI/AAAAAAAAImU/vAKwHJV5fDo/s1600/IMG_0419.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cp7EdNFJicE/Tr2npfJgwUI/AAAAAAAAImU/vAKwHJV5fDo/s400/IMG_0419.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673875436734562626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They planned to camp out in it one night with Daddy, but then the weather got too cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7aUvGlh4GaM/Tr2l792yTDI/AAAAAAAAImI/MrRyXLuEASc/s1600/IMG_0421.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7aUvGlh4GaM/Tr2l792yTDI/AAAAAAAAImI/MrRyXLuEASc/s400/IMG_0421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673873555191909426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The youngest two came into the house on this day, telling me that this time they made me a salad outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bYpLMQXL38w/Tr2l6YkmyUI/AAAAAAAAIl0/u0GeEI1GOW4/s1600/IMG_0478.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bYpLMQXL38w/Tr2l6YkmyUI/AAAAAAAAIl0/u0GeEI1GOW4/s400/IMG_0478.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673873528003676482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys wanted me to come outside to see what they had planted. I guess they had found a few random plants growing in this spot, and they were pretending it was their garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wPCP-J-QM64/Tr3MwpGM1QI/AAAAAAAAIpk/JGJ_4NDsMC8/s1600/IMG_20111027_134326.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wPCP-J-QM64/Tr3MwpGM1QI/AAAAAAAAIpk/JGJ_4NDsMC8/s400/IMG_20111027_134326.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673916241594340610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was much enjoyment to be had with all of the boxes from our bedroom furniture and from orders I received from two food co-ops this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lZAw_OZsrwM/Tr3MwIhBI6I/AAAAAAAAIpY/P63G-_V_NF8/s1600/IMG_20111105_181130.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lZAw_OZsrwM/Tr3MwIhBI6I/AAAAAAAAIpY/P63G-_V_NF8/s400/IMG_20111105_181130.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673916232848450466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His face was so smashed in there, and he didn't mind a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Holiday Festivities This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7X4B0__ShZY/Tr2l7TvqJ0I/AAAAAAAAIl8/4TmSzBwwLnM/s1600/IMG_0453.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7X4B0__ShZY/Tr2l7TvqJ0I/AAAAAAAAIl8/4TmSzBwwLnM/s400/IMG_0453.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673873543887726402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trick-or-treating at Googie &amp;amp; Papaw's house: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Minnie Mouse, Fred Flintstone, and not letting my big belly go to waste, Santa Clause.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1cR0gy0tls/Tr3ObuKJTGI/AAAAAAAAIpw/5TlVMhVBlNA/s1600/IMG_0465.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1cR0gy0tls/Tr3ObuKJTGI/AAAAAAAAIpw/5TlVMhVBlNA/s400/IMG_0465.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673918081199066210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you, Googie, for your non-candy treats!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-60lwgf4WJQg/Tr2nru6_U2I/AAAAAAAAInE/FD88PtfCjAQ/s1600/sissy%2Bfall%2Bparty.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 358px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-60lwgf4WJQg/Tr2nru6_U2I/AAAAAAAAInE/FD88PtfCjAQ/s400/sissy%2Bfall%2Bparty.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673875475328357218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I stopped by Sissy's preschool for her fall party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ia3laYJmXhU/Tr2nrLvAckI/AAAAAAAAIm4/jIyS_xc7ENM/s1600/IMG_0393.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ia3laYJmXhU/Tr2nrLvAckI/AAAAAAAAIm4/jIyS_xc7ENM/s400/IMG_0393.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673875465882858050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Score!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BH4MxMMpSrg/Tr2nqTcWo5I/AAAAAAAAIms/W9Jb4pE_GB4/s1600/IMG_0395.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BH4MxMMpSrg/Tr2nqTcWo5I/AAAAAAAAIms/W9Jb4pE_GB4/s400/IMG_0395.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673875450772235154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hammering golf tees into the pumpkins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bwzvg_XjOrA/Tr2sEaKhW_I/AAAAAAAAIpA/XFfZxHWmkR4/s1600/IMG_0343.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bwzvg_XjOrA/Tr2sEaKhW_I/AAAAAAAAIpA/XFfZxHWmkR4/s400/IMG_0343.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673880297299598322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One night the kids and I went to Halloween parties at the downtown library and the Arkansas Historic Museum. I wish my son "Fred" knew how to loosen up and enjoy himself, ha. :) Love that kid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrrJt97qbX4/Tr2sDy90qVI/AAAAAAAAIo0/21N3bQGNaME/s1600/IMG_0350.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrrJt97qbX4/Tr2sDy90qVI/AAAAAAAAIo0/21N3bQGNaME/s400/IMG_0350.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673880286777354578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;throwing craft poms at the tape spider web&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CsQ3eWD1aUc/Tr2y7l8KuWI/AAAAAAAAIpM/NSLOVgLHXGQ/s1600/IMG_0346.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CsQ3eWD1aUc/Tr2y7l8KuWI/AAAAAAAAIpM/NSLOVgLHXGQ/s400/IMG_0346.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673887842423191906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;making a bat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Activity Going on Hiatus This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bYpLMQXL38w/Tr2l6YkmyUI/AAAAAAAAIl0/u0GeEI1GOW4/s1600/IMG_0478.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2t7RuZp8vGw/Tr2l5s8ONfI/AAAAAAAAIlY/XyvxXo67q5M/s1600/IMG_0486.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2t7RuZp8vGw/Tr2l5s8ONfI/AAAAAAAAIlY/XyvxXo67q5M/s400/IMG_0486.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673873516291569138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last soccer game of the season. &lt;i&gt;Cooold&lt;/i&gt; weather. Thankful for a fun season and thankful that I now have one extra night a week plus Saturday mornings free. I NEEDED some more free time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yjpBCgi8QNs/Tr2kMpTXTmI/AAAAAAAAIlM/v9yaaf5FZ0I/s1600/IMG_0487.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yjpBCgi8QNs/Tr2kMpTXTmI/AAAAAAAAIlM/v9yaaf5FZ0I/s400/IMG_0487.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673871642709151330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sissy doesn't wear her camo pants (a hand-me-down from her brothers) very often. She was calling them her "soldier pants," and before we left for the game, she got out a fork and butter knife from the kitchen drawer. Because she was a "soldier" and needed "weapons," of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Field Trips This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hE0OIUW9Vps/Tr2kL5q6ZwI/AAAAAAAAIlA/-TrbbkjYj3E/s1600/IMG_0501.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hE0OIUW9Vps/Tr2kL5q6ZwI/AAAAAAAAIlA/-TrbbkjYj3E/s400/IMG_0501.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673871629923018498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We made it to see the replicas of the &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thenina.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pinta&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The Nina&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, docked downtown at the Arkansas River. We had seen these when they were in town a couple of years ago. You can't really tell that there are two ships there side by side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5KxMiT5yhPU/Tr2kLnyZHMI/AAAAAAAAIk0/3i7x9JvqzMM/s1600/IMG_0497.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5KxMiT5yhPU/Tr2kLnyZHMI/AAAAAAAAIk0/3i7x9JvqzMM/s400/IMG_0497.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673871625122553026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got to listen to a crew member tell us the history of the boats. The boys have both learned about Columbus this year in history at school, so this was a particularly applicable field trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1uzAN5zBj7Y/Tr2kK42O2zI/AAAAAAAAIks/8gGumFP3sF4/s1600/IMG_0496.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1uzAN5zBj7Y/Tr2kK42O2zI/AAAAAAAAIks/8gGumFP3sF4/s400/IMG_0496.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673871612522191666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were surprised, of course, that the ships were so small, and they were also surprised about the size of these cannons, which were only used for signaling other ships, not for protection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHxfhiHpPjA/Tr2kKf8JufI/AAAAAAAAIkc/zxhV7U215Cc/s1600/IMG_0508.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WHxfhiHpPjA/Tr2kKf8JufI/AAAAAAAAIkc/zxhV7U215Cc/s400/IMG_0508.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673871605836134898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sissy and I went on the Pre-K and K homeschool field trip to the fire station this week. Good call whoever decided to give the girls pink fire hats; she loved it. I enjoyed the field trip a lot! I saw and found out many things I didn't even know. (For example, I didn't know the search and rescue guys first cut a hole in the roof - and we got to see the saws used - to let smoke out of the house.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kid Quotes This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Have I shared one of Tornado's latest jokes? He makes up the weirdest jokes and some make no sense at all, but he thinks they're hilarious (and therefore, so do we, of course). This one, though, really made me laugh because &lt;i&gt;"Oh, dear!"&lt;/i&gt; is something Tornado says in everyday conversation. As in "Oh, no!" or "What am I going to do?" kind of &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Oh, dear!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;What did the cowboy say when he saw a stampede?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh, dear! There's a stampede!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*&lt;/i&gt;Dash found something unidentifiable outside (could have been from a tree or an insect egg, etc.) Ryan said he wasn't sure what it was, and my son's response was, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I don't know what it is. But God knows what it is. Because He made it."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*Sissy wanted salt on her enchiladas the other day. She said, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I think it needs a little kick."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*We were checking in on Tornado, questioning him about how homeschool co-op is going, etc. Ryan asked him a question about whether he missed public school (which he attended the past 2 years but was homeschooled before that). His response:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Public school doesn't have Moms. Homeschool does."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thehomeschoolchick.com/2011/11/bob-and-princess-leia/"&gt;The Homeschool Mother's Journal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weirdunsocializedhomeschoolers.com/2011/11/weekly-wrap-up-one-before-half-marathon.html"&gt;Weekly Wrap-Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thehomeschoolchick.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/HSMJgraphic.jpg" alt="The &amp;amp;&amp;lt;span class=" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/__gK3y062ur0/TMosNAjM3yI/AAAAAAAAFyM/hLayztf70Ec/weekly-wrap-up_thumb2.gif" alt="weekly wrap-up" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-4247818990872427947?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/4247818990872427947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=4247818990872427947' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/4247818990872427947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/4247818990872427947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/11/weekly-homeschool-journal.html' title='Weekly Homeschool Journal'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3LlOLIElm4E/Tr2sDI0R07I/AAAAAAAAIos/kXV5hJls0lg/s72-c/IMG_0376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-5009099720210027757</id><published>2011-10-28T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T18:31:33.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekly Wrap-Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeschool Mother&apos;s Journal'/><title type='text'>Weekly Homeschool Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In my life this week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had promised the kids a few weeks ago that we would build a campfire soon. They were aching to put the vegan marshmallows we ordered to good use. Everything from kid activities &lt;i&gt;to&lt;/i&gt; Daddy working late &lt;i&gt;to&lt;/i&gt; rain &lt;i&gt;to&lt;/i&gt; just being tired prevented us from following through. Finally, Friday night I declared we would definitely do it, and nothing was going to stand in the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0L5Hm55fpk/TqscLx6GFWI/AAAAAAAAIcM/sEoD2dTJdR4/s1600/IMG_0290.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0L5Hm55fpk/TqscLx6GFWI/AAAAAAAAIcM/sEoD2dTJdR4/s400/IMG_0290.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668655544677045602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Except then Daddy had to work late and then go to the grocery store. I wasn't going to tell them "no" again. It's not really &lt;i&gt;my thing&lt;/i&gt; to build a fire, so I moved a few branches from the big stack we'd prepared a couple of weeks ago and set this puny stack ablaze. They tried the best they could to roast their veggie dogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0CIKfdLzWrY/TqscLaFVIUI/AAAAAAAAIcA/N7utqpDIQrw/s1600/IMG_0291.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0CIKfdLzWrY/TqscLaFVIUI/AAAAAAAAIcA/N7utqpDIQrw/s400/IMG_0291.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668655538281718082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And then Daddy came home and went a little overboard. (FYI: it looks scarier/a little more reckless than it actually was; I promise.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mIs0OvaHb4g/TqscK3H-_SI/AAAAAAAAIb0/xlGLIlOu6Mc/s1600/IMG_0298.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mIs0OvaHb4g/TqscK3H-_SI/AAAAAAAAIb0/xlGLIlOu6Mc/s400/IMG_0298.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668655528897608994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But then it simmered down to the perfect size for roasting. I made a comment to my 6 year old son that he was making the worst faces (because of the fire's heat) in every picture I took.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kaPh1OW-3p8/TqscKmBO6gI/AAAAAAAAIbo/oFhgQRzwS80/s1600/IMG_0299.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kaPh1OW-3p8/TqscKmBO6gI/AAAAAAAAIbo/oFhgQRzwS80/s400/IMG_0299.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668655524305889794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So this was his answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QztigxD29jA/TqsWLu-Eo0I/AAAAAAAAIbc/zyZsGPLzT18/s1600/IMG_0302.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QztigxD29jA/TqsWLu-Eo0I/AAAAAAAAIbc/zyZsGPLzT18/s400/IMG_0302.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668648946818655042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The most fun probably came from putting the fire out. They ran back and forth to the house, refilling their squirt guns so many times. And the two boys quite enjoyed doing something else to help put out the fire that I can't even mention. You can probably guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;In Our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Homeschool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6uzmvVmLoCE/TqsWLLtMOSI/AAAAAAAAIbQ/tVJwFhu7kTs/s1600/IMG_0304.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6uzmvVmLoCE/TqsWLLtMOSI/AAAAAAAAIbQ/tVJwFhu7kTs/s400/IMG_0304.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668648937352608034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys are making their way through their Arkansas activity booklets that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Googie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (my Mom) had picked up for free. They enjoyed the little facts and stumping me with ones such as "State Nut: Pecan" and "State Flower: Apple Blossom." I realized I was completely ignorant about Arkansas. As a Missouri-raised girl, I CAN tell you that Missouri's state tree is the dogwood, and the state bird is the blue bird. I think the walnut is something, too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-upPHYYuXD_c/TqtUmEjOaGI/AAAAAAAAIck/xwcmjmxNnsU/s1600/IMG_0366.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-upPHYYuXD_c/TqtUmEjOaGI/AAAAAAAAIck/xwcmjmxNnsU/s400/IMG_0366.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668717569009150050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is an activity my 6 year old completed at homeschool co-op recently. I particularly liked this project because real twigs were taped to the back of these posterboard leaf cut-outs. They used watercolors and glitter glue to make realistic leaf veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Fpk5_0rYlc/TqsWKhWSX2I/AAAAAAAAIbE/mobG-6NL09U/s1600/IMG_0315.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Fpk5_0rYlc/TqsWKhWSX2I/AAAAAAAAIbE/mobG-6NL09U/s400/IMG_0315.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668648925982252898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought it was cute when I saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Piggie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sitting on Tornado's &lt;i&gt;Flying Creature Science&lt;/i&gt; Workbook as he worked on his lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Home Stuff This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryan has gotten 3/4 of our new bedroom furniture put together! Our room is lookin' good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Places We're Going and People We're Seeing:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ctu0TbMQgRs/TqtQ2-9042I/AAAAAAAAIcY/yGTiqByETXY/s1600/photo.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ctu0TbMQgRs/TqtQ2-9042I/AAAAAAAAIcY/yGTiqByETXY/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668713461521376098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I forgot to mention last week that Ryan had a great time with his brother in Champaign, Illinois. They went to a basketball game (actually the boys' first practice), football game, and girls' volleyball game all in one day. They are true Illini fans. I think they loved spending time on the campus, complete with tail-gating, on such a perfect fall day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pregnancy This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last month, I had to undergo a special ultrasound because my baby's heart was skipping beats occasionally. The pattern was very obvious and scary. His heart on the ultrasound looked normal, but the doctor said I could probably expect it to be irregular for the rest of my pregnancy. And that hopefully it would eventually correct itself after birth as it does in 80% of cases. Well, this week at my monthly appointment, it was completely strong and normal. It was a relief, and I pray that everything continues to go well. About 11 more weeks to go! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extracurricular This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Az17TZD00Xc/TqsWKemJWVI/AAAAAAAAIa4/55XI6yx0oIs/s1600/IMG_0336.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Az17TZD00Xc/TqsWKemJWVI/AAAAAAAAIa4/55XI6yx0oIs/s400/IMG_0336.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668648925243464018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sissy and Dash were requested to dress up like characters from the Bible this week at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Awanas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Sis wore their horse costume, and Dash was a wise man. I forgot to photograph him with his shiny bowl of gold gemstones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S0pnmlnPw5o/TqsWKE6cE_I/AAAAAAAAIas/5hu6KEnL5NU/s1600/IMG_0332.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S0pnmlnPw5o/TqsWKE6cE_I/AAAAAAAAIas/5hu6KEnL5NU/s400/IMG_0332.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668648918349255666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to our library's party this week in costume. (That's all of their costumes you get to see for now.) The kids decorated these masks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kid Quotes This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;I get very tired of telling my kids, &lt;i&gt;"Get in the car. It's TIME TO GO."&lt;/i&gt; - and THEN, they choose to put their shoes on, declare they're hungry, tell me they're not even dressed yet, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning, I knew my 6 year old was completely dressed because he'd taken the dogs out first thing. But after their usual 5 minute, etc. warnings of our imminent departure, when I finally said, &lt;i&gt;"Get in the car; let's go!"&lt;/i&gt; he races upstairs to change. I was so frustrated as he was calling down, &lt;i&gt;"I can't find any pants."&lt;/i&gt; I said, &lt;i&gt;"Wear the ones you have on!"&lt;/i&gt; He refused to wear his green sweat pants to walk his sister into her preschool classroom. Okay, yes, they have elastic at the bottom, but they're not bad. I think they're cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were finally in the car, on our way, I was giving them all a lecture about LISTENING TO ME when I give directions, that when I say, &lt;i&gt;"It's time to go,"&lt;/i&gt; that does NOT mean it's time to change clothes; it means GO!!! &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Do you understand?!" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;My son held up his hands in complete frustration, angst, and drama, &lt;b&gt;"I like to look good!"&lt;/b&gt; as in &lt;i&gt;"Okay, Mom?!" &lt;/i&gt;He was totally serious.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;I burst out laughing, which he didn't appreciate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was the same voice he used awhile back when his behavior was so awful in the car - he was making such bad choices, it prompted me to ask, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Who ARE you?!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  His dramatic answer with a anguished face: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm your SON!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;This is just so I can remember how much I love it when they're so excited and expressive:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 4 year old  said this earlier today to her brother, &lt;b style="font-style: italic; "&gt;"You HAVE to come see this. It's marvelous!"&lt;/b&gt; You know what was "marvelous"? Ryan and I had simply lifted our mattress off the bed frame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today when I asked her and Dash to go outside and let the air out of the blow-up pool, she said in a loud, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;squealy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; voice as she ran out the door, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"This is going to be GOOD!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thehomeschoolchick.com/2011/10/the-latin-book-bandit-strikes-again/"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Homeschool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Mother's Journal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weirdunsocializedhomeschoolers.com/2011/10/weekly-wrap-up-one-where-i-almost.html"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Homeschool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Weekly Wrap-Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thehomeschoolchick.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/HSMJgraphic.jpg" alt="The &amp;amp;&amp;lt;span class=" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/__gK3y062ur0/TMosNAjM3yI/AAAAAAAAFyM/hLayztf70Ec/weekly-wrap-up_thumb2.gif" alt="weekly wrap-up" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-5009099720210027757?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/5009099720210027757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=5009099720210027757' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/5009099720210027757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/5009099720210027757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/10/weekly-homeschool-journal.html' title='Weekly Homeschool Journal'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0L5Hm55fpk/TqscLx6GFWI/AAAAAAAAIcM/sEoD2dTJdR4/s72-c/IMG_0290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-8456469609885080474</id><published>2011-10-21T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T12:06:40.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeschool Mother&apos;s Journal'/><title type='text'>The Homeschool Mother's Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thehomeschoolchick.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/THSMJbutton.jpg" alt="The Homeschool Mother's Journal" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;In my life this week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kfmF4zmffEc/TqGwIS97OxI/AAAAAAAAIUs/uRkN1vObob4/s1600/IMG_0214.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kfmF4zmffEc/TqGwIS97OxI/AAAAAAAAIUs/uRkN1vObob4/s400/IMG_0214.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666003462785809170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It really hit me many times this week how much older my kids look lately. I'm noticing this especially with my daughter, and I can't believe that my baby girl will be five in four months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One morning this week, the kids were taking the dogs out. The weather was pretty chilly. I caught a glance out the window of Sissy, zooming by on one of the 4-wheelers, with her hair flying and wearing no shirt or shoes. I didn't even really know at this point that she was riding on it by herself much. I'd seen her a few times go kind of slow with abrupt starts and stops. She was a wild thing out there, going fast through the woods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;In our homeschool this week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JWFsr1xZsq0/TqGwIDhr1II/AAAAAAAAIUg/uOgRgzo06BY/s1600/IMG_0251.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JWFsr1xZsq0/TqGwIDhr1II/AAAAAAAAIUg/uOgRgzo06BY/s400/IMG_0251.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666003458640827522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the boys, putting together their new Toy Story Lego set&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I picked up several blank books at &lt;b&gt;Mardel&lt;/b&gt;, and the boys have been working on different stories. Tornado is making a "blend book" (his idea), and Dash is writing a story about knights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Willy Wonka &amp;amp; the Chocolate Factory&lt;/i&gt; is now extremely loved by them (They're looking forward to the new version with Johnny Depp, which we have set to record off directv tomorrow.), and they have been playing "chocolate factory" at the train table all week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After homeschool co-op one day, I enjoyed Dash tell me all about "a man (Paul Revere) who warned the people that the British were coming."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The two little ones are going to dress up like characters from the Bible next week at Awanas. This could even be an animal. Any ideas for costumes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The biggest deal this week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DynBnBc9Q7s/TqGwHjCKtZI/AAAAAAAAIUU/3wdgWUzDdJw/s1600/IMG_0276.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DynBnBc9Q7s/TqGwHjCKtZI/AAAAAAAAIUU/3wdgWUzDdJw/s400/IMG_0276.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666003449918698898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He lost his first tooth! I was starting to wonder if he was ever going to get a loose tooth. (He's 6.7 yrs.) He pulled it out himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I'm Reading This Week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started reading &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Choosing to See&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Mary Beth Chapman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Places We're Going and People We're Seeing:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryan and I were able to go on a spontaneous date last night. We saw &lt;i&gt;Moneyball&lt;/i&gt;, which we liked! The kids ate supper and watched &lt;i&gt;Spooky Buddies&lt;/i&gt; with Googie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quotes to share:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was straining my body to open a salsa jar this morning. I finally got it and told Dash, &lt;i&gt;"Now my stomach hurts."&lt;/i&gt; He said something about the baby, and I said,&lt;i&gt; "I know; he's probably like, 'Momma, what's going on out there?' "&lt;/i&gt; He said, &lt;i&gt;"Yeah, he's probably &lt;b&gt;devastated&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my daughters' roughhouse day with her brothers (see above), I heard her say in a deep, growly voice, &lt;i&gt;"We're the polices, and if you don't tell us where [brother] is, you're going to jail!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 6 year old also said, &lt;i&gt;"Do you know what my favorite part of my body is? My heart because it keeps my love for God inside."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Linking up: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thehomeschoolchick.com/2011/10/a-jog-a-cupcake/"&gt;The Homeschool Mother's Journal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-8456469609885080474?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/8456469609885080474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=8456469609885080474' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/8456469609885080474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/8456469609885080474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/10/homeschool-mothers-journal.html' title='The Homeschool Mother&apos;s Journal'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kfmF4zmffEc/TqGwIS97OxI/AAAAAAAAIUs/uRkN1vObob4/s72-c/IMG_0214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-5720440118000666936</id><published>2011-10-14T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T19:38:52.320-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekly Wrap-Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preschool'/><title type='text'>Weekly Homeschool Wrap-Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;School Work&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Continuing on with &lt;a href="http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/08/homeschool-journal_7013.html"&gt;our regular curriculum&lt;/a&gt; this week. I finally wised up and took Tornado's math homework (from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt; co-op) with us to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dash's&lt;/span&gt; soccer practice. We got so much done. I've got to start doing that more often with our busy schedule (like taking their read-aloud assignments along while we're waiting in the car for someone to finish a lesson or whatever). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dash finished his first book and workbook in piano lessons. He's moving along quite well. I think I'm going to see how Sissy would do working through his first book because she has been asking to take lessons. I'll teach her since I can't imagine adding another outside activity right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We're working on our &lt;b&gt;Chocolate Unit&lt;/b&gt; now. We have read several chocolate-themed books, so far, but this week we started &lt;i&gt;Charlie and the Chocolate Factory&lt;/i&gt;. They're into it. Tonight, we also watched &lt;i&gt;Willy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wonka&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; the Chocolate Factory&lt;/i&gt; movie (the old 1971 version with Gene Wilder) while they ate their snack of dark and white chocolate chips. They liked it so much they wanted to immediately &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;rewatch&lt;/span&gt; it afterward (but we didn't).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, October 8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MNkfl1RjRqs/TpjZ4hRHzdI/AAAAAAAAIP0/5_zPYQ3w5ys/s1600/IMG_9973.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MNkfl1RjRqs/TpjZ4hRHzdI/AAAAAAAAIP0/5_zPYQ3w5ys/s400/IMG_9973.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663516096444485074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As usual this season, Saturday morning means a soccer game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-54GemHgEzDo/TpjZ4Fo4ZFI/AAAAAAAAIPo/tXZ7XH7JApc/s1600/IMG_9967.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-54GemHgEzDo/TpjZ4Fo4ZFI/AAAAAAAAIPo/tXZ7XH7JApc/s400/IMG_9967.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663516089027945554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sister and brother-in-law went on a long weekend trip and left their two kids with my parents. They all came to the game. Dash was grinning from ear to ear when he saw them all walking up. Whenever the kids all yelled his name, cheering him on, he was so proud! He kept looking over to wave. And during half-time and his time on the sideline, he was all about giving his 2 year old cousin lots of attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9O1i_zxONzw/TpjZKvdwyCI/AAAAAAAAIPc/UkAsBzkVLcg/s1600/IMG_9972.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9O1i_zxONzw/TpjZKvdwyCI/AAAAAAAAIPc/UkAsBzkVLcg/s400/IMG_9972.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663515309981616162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;W (right) said in a sing-song voice, &lt;i&gt;"Nice and cozy in a chair, watching [the] game!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-svJ1o4TcwsY/TpjZJ1UxD7I/AAAAAAAAIPQ/cP3XZ2jIZvM/s1600/IMG_9982.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-svJ1o4TcwsY/TpjZJ1UxD7I/AAAAAAAAIPQ/cP3XZ2jIZvM/s400/IMG_9982.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663515294374629298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G9lPvb3eG0k/TpjZJX-tssI/AAAAAAAAIPE/HB715ljLlas/s1600/IMG_9989.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G9lPvb3eG0k/TpjZJX-tssI/AAAAAAAAIPE/HB715ljLlas/s400/IMG_9989.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663515286497505986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, October 9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R244fafEW4o/TpjPqQe1xRI/AAAAAAAAIO4/_8Ig3pdN66w/s1600/IMG_0033.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R244fafEW4o/TpjPqQe1xRI/AAAAAAAAIO4/_8Ig3pdN66w/s400/IMG_0033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663504856304174354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Googie&lt;/span&gt;, Papaw, and I took the kids to &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Schaefer's&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Collins Pumpkin Patch/Corn Maze&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BOYNknRoARs/TpjPpyrs5KI/AAAAAAAAIOs/6ZFAeGx175c/s1600/IMG_0052.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BOYNknRoARs/TpjPpyrs5KI/AAAAAAAAIOs/6ZFAeGx175c/s400/IMG_0052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663504848305054882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are a lot of farm animals to see. W kept her distance at first but soon joined in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hJq48FeXnxY/TpjPpX9PUUI/AAAAAAAAIOg/zVycgkZnJ4o/s1600/IMG_0056.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hJq48FeXnxY/TpjPpX9PUUI/AAAAAAAAIOg/zVycgkZnJ4o/s400/IMG_0056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663504841130856770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids were doing a good job watching out for their little cousins and sister. R is explaining back to Dash that he must not put his fingers inside the fence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d9kAS3j4eTE/Tpjh2a51IpI/AAAAAAAAIQk/aPKPrR3NnTQ/s1600/IMG_0018.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d9kAS3j4eTE/Tpjh2a51IpI/AAAAAAAAIQk/aPKPrR3NnTQ/s400/IMG_0018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663524856469463698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is so much there for the kids to play in and among. We opted not to pay the $5/person and endure the very long line for the hay ride. We found out the next day that right after we left, the trailer with 30 people aboard overturned. Weird accident but no serious injuries, although there were a couple of people who had to be taken to the hospital, I believe, including a pregnant woman (ah!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oYmENTSlJSE/TpjL_d-OfJI/AAAAAAAAIOM/v9oO8qzLFeU/s1600/IMG_0076.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oYmENTSlJSE/TpjL_d-OfJI/AAAAAAAAIOM/v9oO8qzLFeU/s400/IMG_0076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663500822656220306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots and lots of brother/sister/cousin fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TpMfb_j7YDg/TpjL-jzZ9hI/AAAAAAAAIOA/XGwL6siXuHU/s1600/IMG_0081.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TpMfb_j7YDg/TpjL-jzZ9hI/AAAAAAAAIOA/XGwL6siXuHU/s400/IMG_0081.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663500807041578514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bGNunkiCves/TpjL-ARevuI/AAAAAAAAIN0/SbTtsNUAbDA/s1600/IMG_0092.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bGNunkiCves/TpjL-ARevuI/AAAAAAAAIN0/SbTtsNUAbDA/s400/IMG_0092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663500797504044770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fn-Tw4kwfIs/TpjL9cFHC7I/AAAAAAAAINo/fHTnoIpTchc/s1600/IMG_0110.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fn-Tw4kwfIs/TpjL9cFHC7I/AAAAAAAAINo/fHTnoIpTchc/s400/IMG_0110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663500787788483506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids always enjoy this ride. Ryan rode along in the trailer to make sure the kids were safe as they disappeared through the rows of corn.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OJcf5aE7unc/TpjL9DYNJcI/AAAAAAAAINc/vEWMBflSKW8/s1600/IMG_0108.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OJcf5aE7unc/TpjL9DYNJcI/AAAAAAAAINc/vEWMBflSKW8/s400/IMG_0108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663500781157688770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, October 10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9pUDhRgGxfc/TpjJ621KPTI/AAAAAAAAINE/YpuW6NbC2Aw/s1600/IMG_0159.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9pUDhRgGxfc/TpjJ621KPTI/AAAAAAAAINE/YpuW6NbC2Aw/s400/IMG_0159.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663498544406478130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We finally had our &lt;b&gt;Strawberry Shortcake Unit&lt;/b&gt; "culmination party," thinking it was the perfect opportunity since R and W were in town. I'll write more about this in my future Strawberry Shortcake Unit post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, October 12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ObnRjj6MFBU/TpjcSZfBMaI/AAAAAAAAIQM/iSxxHUXMelk/s1600/IMG_20111012_104619.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ObnRjj6MFBU/TpjcSZfBMaI/AAAAAAAAIQM/iSxxHUXMelk/s400/IMG_20111012_104619.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663518740055142818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The boys got to spend a few hours this morning with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Googie&lt;/span&gt; and Papaw (They even got to go to Hastings to each pick out a new book.) while I went along with Sissy on her preschool field trip. They were in the middle of a Cowboys &amp;amp; Cowgirls Unit, so the class went to a local horse ranch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-25eAA2OM40k/TpjcRowJnUI/AAAAAAAAIQA/wjXN6kmCZzk/s1600/IMG_20111012_105808.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-25eAA2OM40k/TpjcRowJnUI/AAAAAAAAIQA/wjXN6kmCZzk/s400/IMG_20111012_105808.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663518726973660482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They got to take a long hayride. The ranch is located on beautiful land, and it was perfect weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, October 13&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQrldIys-vs/TpjjJxsibAI/AAAAAAAAIQw/rayWFch06rE/s1600/IMG_0212.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQrldIys-vs/TpjjJxsibAI/AAAAAAAAIQw/rayWFch06rE/s400/IMG_0212.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663526288516869122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids started assembling their &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.samaritanspurse.org/index.php/OCC/Pack_A_Shoe_Box/?hometab"&gt;Operation Christmas Child&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; boxes. They each enjoy picking out things for their own boxes. (I hope Sissy's recipient likes pink!) Collection week is November 14-21.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, October 14&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tx9i4Dy-nNA/TpjJ6R58ZbI/AAAAAAAAIM4/RlI_5ni3W1g/s1600/IMG_0208.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tx9i4Dy-nNA/TpjJ6R58ZbI/AAAAAAAAIM4/RlI_5ni3W1g/s400/IMG_0208.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663498534494430642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sissy decorated a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bandana&lt;/span&gt; and made this pipe stick horse at preschool this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SPNEJfU1LJc/TpjJ5G7A_RI/AAAAAAAAIMw/XEZTvd-f3As/s1600/IMG_0209.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SPNEJfU1LJc/TpjJ5G7A_RI/AAAAAAAAIMw/XEZTvd-f3As/s400/IMG_0209.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663498514366266642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dash had made a horse like this when he was in the same class with the same teacher two years ago. They cut out a horse head shape from a grocery bag, decorated it including a mane, stuff it with extra paper, then staple it together, with the pipe sticking out. The kids love these. It has been fun reliving Dash's experience in preschool through Sissy since they follow the same schedule and activities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j0TLApJazss/TpjJ4GEum2I/AAAAAAAAIMg/VaNAKp23LkM/s1600/IMG_0204.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j0TLApJazss/TpjJ4GEum2I/AAAAAAAAIMg/VaNAKp23LkM/s400/IMG_0204.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663498496958700386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids were out and about a lot this afternoon on their 3-wheelers. They were playing with Dash's new police toys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-23IkLYrBwb0/TpjJ30hBsMI/AAAAAAAAIMU/CQdzc2MFQ0s/s1600/IMG_0210.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-23IkLYrBwb0/TpjJ30hBsMI/AAAAAAAAIMU/CQdzc2MFQ0s/s400/IMG_0210.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663498492245553346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They also played a long time tonight with their &lt;i&gt;Moon Dough Pizza Factory&lt;/i&gt;. You never know how well all of the play dough factories will work, but they really liked this one. It makes very cute pizza toppings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*********************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giveaway&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weirdunsocializedhomeschoolers.com/2011/10/review-and-giveaway-munford-series.html#disqus_thread"&gt;Weird, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Unsocialized&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Homeschoolers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; has a few giveaways going on right now, including one for the first four books in &lt;i&gt;The Adventures of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Munford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; historical fiction series for kids. These look fun. Giveaway ends Oct. 17!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**********************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Linkin&lt;/span&gt;' Up:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weirdunsocializedhomeschoolers.com/2011/10/weekly-wrap-up-one-with-giveaways.html"&gt;Weekly Wrap-Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.granolamom4god.com/2011/10/elementary-round-up_14.html"&gt;Elementary Round-Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://homeschoolcreations.blogspot.com/2011/10/angus-lost-lessons-before-fiar.html"&gt;Preschool Corner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y37/jolantheerb/PreschoolCornersidebarbutton210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/__gK3y062ur0/TMosNAjM3yI/AAAAAAAAFyM/hLayztf70Ec/weekly-wrap-up_thumb2.gif" alt="weekly wrap-up" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i640.photobucket.com/albums/uu129/GranolaMom4God/Meme%20Buttons/RoundUpMan.jpg" alt="Granola Mom 4 God" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-5720440118000666936?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/5720440118000666936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=5720440118000666936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/5720440118000666936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/5720440118000666936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/10/weekly-homeschool-wrap-up.html' title='Weekly Homeschool Wrap-Up'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MNkfl1RjRqs/TpjZ4hRHzdI/AAAAAAAAIP0/5_zPYQ3w5ys/s72-c/IMG_9973.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-2507376572342719764</id><published>2011-10-07T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T17:01:15.659-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preschool Corner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preschool'/><title type='text'>Homeschool Weekly Wrap-Up and Preschool Corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One of the biggest parts of our week has been working on our house. Ryan and I had decided it was time to fix up our bedroom. 1) We have not had a cute, organized bedroom since we've moved into our house three years ago. 2) We built our house with no extra space (on purpose, to avoid excess), and we knew we weren't making the most of the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We painted the walls one night. &lt;i&gt;Suddenly Sapphire&lt;/i&gt;. We used Olympic Premium No-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;VOC&lt;/span&gt; paint so that the kids and I could help for a few minutes. Ryan did most of the hard work. We have ordered a bed frame, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;armoire&lt;/span&gt;, computer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;armoire&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; stand, etc. and should receive it within a few weeks! It's exciting! We bought a huge mirror at &lt;i&gt;Garden Ridge&lt;/i&gt; and are picking out pots for a few houseplants that are specific to cleaning indoor air. We also bought a new ceiling fan/light fixture because the original one we'd picked out for our house was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; dark. Can't wait until it all comes together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, October 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jIVAQP9IOCY/To9RJ4UhoEI/AAAAAAAAIIE/z-0F6Yt9dU0/s1600/IMG_9840.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jIVAQP9IOCY/To9RJ4UhoEI/AAAAAAAAIIE/z-0F6Yt9dU0/s400/IMG_9840.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660832486807150658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After my 6 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;old's&lt;/span&gt; soccer game Saturday, I took him immediately to the birthday party of one of his friends. When we returned, we saw what Ryan and the other two had been up to. They took the big boxes that Sissy's new bed (She's been sleeping on her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;boxspring&lt;/span&gt;/mattress without a frame or headboard.) came in and made a house in the driveway.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2NA_cMMXdWE/To9RJt7g0pI/AAAAAAAAIH8/XgA_DdFBJ4o/s1600/IMG_9843.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2NA_cMMXdWE/To9RJt7g0pI/AAAAAAAAIH8/XgA_DdFBJ4o/s400/IMG_9843.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660832484017885842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was pretty impressed. It was very spacious inside, and it only just fell down today, after a week of enjoying it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, October 5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r4DvXK1i3Sw/To9OWVVejBI/AAAAAAAAIHs/itKIxHHKkYE/s1600/IMG_9895.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r4DvXK1i3Sw/To9OWVVejBI/AAAAAAAAIHs/itKIxHHKkYE/s400/IMG_9895.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660829402219318290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This day, my 6 year old came inside and asked if pretty, please could he and his brother have a mud bath outside. I saw enough traces of mud on him to know that he was asking permission a little bit after the fact (but at least he finally remembered to ask). I inwardly sighed and said okay. I heard him say, &lt;i&gt;"She said, 'Yes.'!"&lt;/i&gt; as he bolted out the door. I checked on them later and found this. I can't pretend to understand all of the mind of a young boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IELxLQ5mq7g/To9OV4xc2PI/AAAAAAAAIHc/DRZbZgeAWss/s1600/IMG_9931.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IELxLQ5mq7g/To9OV4xc2PI/AAAAAAAAIHc/DRZbZgeAWss/s400/IMG_9931.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660829394552019186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But he cleaned up very nicely as he and Sissy were leaving here for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Awanas&lt;/span&gt;. We continue to be big fans of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Awanas&lt;/span&gt;. It makes us very happy to see them there, so lit up. Earlier this day, I took the kids to the Christian book store to buy Dash his first big boy Bible. He is very proud of it. And it also must have helped his team win points that night because he said, for the first time, they won "the trophy." He's doing a great job of memorizing his scripture each week. Sissy is, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, October 6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wb0aU0ccxnA/To9OWDntkdI/AAAAAAAAIHk/N5iE6EaQRSs/s1600/IMG_9959.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wb0aU0ccxnA/To9OWDntkdI/AAAAAAAAIHk/N5iE6EaQRSs/s400/IMG_9959.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660829397463962066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone forgot to tell him that the mornings have been kind of cool outside lately. But that didn't stop him from playing in the sprinkler...fully clothed. It was another, &lt;i&gt;"Momma, come outside and see what I'm doing."&lt;/i&gt; moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IjrY_hM8dA8/To9OVZUQH1I/AAAAAAAAIHU/KoDfznI5bGo/s1600/IMG_9933.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IjrY_hM8dA8/To9OVZUQH1I/AAAAAAAAIHU/KoDfznI5bGo/s400/IMG_9933.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660829386108051282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sissy ended up coming to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt; co-op with the boys and me today. I teach K-4, so she goes in my class. I still wholeheartedly feel that &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; preschool is the best thing for &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; this year, but it was nice to have her with us this day. The kids all got their (home) school pictures taken; I watched, and they all did GREAT. (They haven't always done GREAT at that, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iT04kcV_YRY/To-M0HmeEhI/AAAAAAAAIIU/i3rU5zrOWMc/s1600/IMG_9965.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iT04kcV_YRY/To-M0HmeEhI/AAAAAAAAIIU/i3rU5zrOWMc/s400/IMG_9965.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660898083649491474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had added these pumpkin picks (from &lt;i&gt;Hobby Lobby&lt;/i&gt;) and farmer harvest hats to my fall sensory tub that morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxgBcEPeLYk/To9LozVOEVI/AAAAAAAAIHM/JNOkKOmpwHA/s1600/IMG_9934.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zxgBcEPeLYk/To9LozVOEVI/AAAAAAAAIHM/JNOkKOmpwHA/s400/IMG_9934.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660826420974063954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Because the kids had went on a field trip their alternative K-4 day, we took a week off from their &lt;i&gt;My Father's World&lt;/i&gt; curriculum. We put together puzzles, including this farm one, which went along with our pumpkin activities for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-95hZrYCl-Ws/To9LoU6erjI/AAAAAAAAIHE/HwwJPlSTnnc/s1600/IMG_9935.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-95hZrYCl-Ws/To9LoU6erjI/AAAAAAAAIHE/HwwJPlSTnnc/s400/IMG_9935.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660826412808842802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went through some different &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-writing worksheets that my friend at &lt;a href="http://umdmaurer.blogspot.com/2011/09/homeschool-wrap-upreview.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Writings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; posted about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IRA9JwxpKV8/To9LoDjv1lI/AAAAAAAAIG8/XIiVL-j2X7M/s1600/IMG_9936.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IRA9JwxpKV8/To9LoDjv1lI/AAAAAAAAIG8/XIiVL-j2X7M/s400/IMG_9936.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660826408150095442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids completed this worksheet, found at &lt;a href="http://www.first-school.ws/activities/alpha/p/pumpkin-a.htm"&gt;&lt;b&gt;First School&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.                 .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.first-school.ws/images/ac/clip/pumpkinpatternc_small.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids also did this pattern activity, also found at &lt;a href="http://www.first-school.ws/activities/alpha/p/pumpkin-a.htm"&gt;&lt;b&gt;First-School&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ebk8zPeWYs/To9Ln-CqmMI/AAAAAAAAIG0/3oJ--iNd4jY/s1600/IMG_9937.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ebk8zPeWYs/To9Ln-CqmMI/AAAAAAAAIG0/3oJ--iNd4jY/s400/IMG_9937.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660826406669162690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I asked them if they could guess which colors they would need on their plate to make orange. After a little bit of guessing, they finally came up with the combination. I squirted a little yellow and a little red on their paper plates and let them mix it together as they covered their plates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XE_Drl3bmI/To-Mz1DstOI/AAAAAAAAIIM/wyoSBc0xi9g/s1600/IMG_9964.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XE_Drl3bmI/To-Mz1DstOI/AAAAAAAAIIM/wyoSBc0xi9g/s400/IMG_9964.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660898078671811810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the finished product.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, October 7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yMIrB4YSdpc/To9LnlKdeLI/AAAAAAAAIGs/ntO5u31rCNc/s1600/IMG_9962.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yMIrB4YSdpc/To9LnlKdeLI/AAAAAAAAIGs/ntO5u31rCNc/s400/IMG_9962.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660826399990970546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her class is in the middle of a Construction Unit. They took a field trip to Home Depot, where they were given a tour. (They wear red t-shirts on field trip days.) They received aprons they wore while they built these little wooden shelves. She also got to bring an extra shelf kit home. She was really excited pulling item by item out of her bag, telling us about each. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said, "And &lt;i&gt;even&lt;/i&gt; what they got me...is a &lt;i&gt;carpet&lt;/i&gt;!" Then she pulled out, with flair, a really small sample of carpet. I told her she could put it in her dollhouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We enjoy the activities that &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://lowesbuildandgrow.com/Home.aspx"&gt;Lowe's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homeimproverclub.com/kidsworkshops.aspx?month=oct"&gt;Home Depot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; hosts for kids. We've marked our calendars to attend the "Monster" Truck Workshop at &lt;i&gt;Lowe's&lt;/i&gt; on October 8.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weirdunsocializedhomeschoolers.com/2011/10/weekly-wrap-up.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weekly Wrap-Up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://homeschoolcreations.blogspot.com/2011/10/blueberries-for-sal-before-fiar.html"&gt;Preschool Corner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__gK3y062ur0/S798-BvTn6I/AAAAAAAAE-E/QjvFbZ2pG8E/s320/weekly+wrap-up.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://homeschoolcreations.blogspot.com/search/label/Preschool%20Corner" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y37/jolantheerb/PreschoolCornersidebarbutton210.jpg" title="Preschool Corner" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-2507376572342719764?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/2507376572342719764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=2507376572342719764' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/2507376572342719764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/2507376572342719764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/10/homeschool-weekly-wrap-up-and-preschool.html' title='Homeschool Weekly Wrap-Up and Preschool Corner'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jIVAQP9IOCY/To9RJ4UhoEI/AAAAAAAAIIE/z-0F6Yt9dU0/s72-c/IMG_9840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-5922666065588771125</id><published>2011-09-25T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T19:02:00.098-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids fun'/><title type='text'>Project 365: Daily Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, September 18&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2WOuf_jHY9I/Tn6NRLMIDnI/AAAAAAAAICk/220ZGLiKdHo/s1600/IMG_9683.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2WOuf_jHY9I/Tn6NRLMIDnI/AAAAAAAAICk/220ZGLiKdHo/s400/IMG_9683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656113508224863858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The kids have done a lot of bed swapping lately. Sissy loves sleeping in the room with her "brudders" and thinks it's unfair that she's the only one who is alone in her room at night. And the boys switch weeks at times, sleeping on the top bunk. If it isn't a school (homeschool co-op) night for the boys, I'll let her sleep on the other end of the bottom bunk, so they're feet to feet. Well, this night I came to check on them, as I always do before I go to sleep. And this is how I found these two. I asked, &lt;i&gt;"Are you going to sleep like this, next to each other?"&lt;/i&gt; She was sound asleep, and without even looking up from his DS, he simply stated, &lt;i&gt;"I had to do this because she was scared."&lt;/i&gt; He sounded so matter-of-fact and grown-up. It was thundering outside; so sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, September 19&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rTcj68NtDG0/Tn6NQ2eq6EI/AAAAAAAAICc/pbRBONX1mHU/s1600/IMG_9699.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rTcj68NtDG0/Tn6NQ2eq6EI/AAAAAAAAICc/pbRBONX1mHU/s400/IMG_9699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656113502665500738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys were on a roll today, wanting to play outside. I think it had something to do with the fact they knew it was schoolwork day. I never want to dissuade them from spending time outside, though, and playing so creatively together. Dash made an obstacle course, including tying this hopping ball from the tree with my assistance.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sthh5ax5Fys/Tn6MQwbZQMI/AAAAAAAAICU/MidtYBzgHs0/s1600/IMG_9698.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sthh5ax5Fys/Tn6MQwbZQMI/AAAAAAAAICU/MidtYBzgHs0/s400/IMG_9698.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656112401529520322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And when I came out to check on them, they had been tracing each other's bodies, playing hopscotch, and writing rhyming words on the driveway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_hhTUpzQ-Lk/Tn6MQRN_U6I/AAAAAAAAICE/osR-gmsqHD4/s1600/IMG_9702.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_hhTUpzQ-Lk/Tn6MQRN_U6I/AAAAAAAAICE/osR-gmsqHD4/s400/IMG_9702.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656112393151796130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then they came in and got out the Play-Doh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUwuLtqy0cQ/Tn6MQLFOdFI/AAAAAAAAIB8/RtIDBJERZRA/s1600/IMG_9703.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUwuLtqy0cQ/Tn6MQLFOdFI/AAAAAAAAIB8/RtIDBJERZRA/s400/IMG_9703.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656112391504426066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And then went straight to the train table. They did end up finishing their schoolwork eventually. I think I need to take Tornado's glasses in to get adjusted because they seem to always be at the end of his nose lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, September 20&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9pq2y68fVnM/Tn6V2Je9xII/AAAAAAAAIC0/MkkhhxnqhRU/s1600/IMG_20110920_152249-1.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9pq2y68fVnM/Tn6V2Je9xII/AAAAAAAAIC0/MkkhhxnqhRU/s400/IMG_20110920_152249-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656122939515192450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sissy and I had about 45 minutes together before we had to pick up the boys from school. I suggested we make a little treat, and she could serve it to the boys as an surprise afterschool snack. It was a version of strawberry shortcake that I'd seen on my friend's blog. I told her to come to the computer, and I'd show her a picture. She said, &lt;i&gt;"If you show me that, I would faint."&lt;/i&gt; I thought that was so funny because maybe I've never even heard her use the word "faint." So then many minutes later, I ended up showing her the delicious-looking picture on the computer screen. And I looked back, and this is what she was doing. She apparently "fainted." I laughed so hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, September 21&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MbpFCI4PKzQ/Tn6MPyK05dI/AAAAAAAAIB0/nrYMRVntAk0/s1600/IMG_9722.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MbpFCI4PKzQ/Tn6MPyK05dI/AAAAAAAAIB0/nrYMRVntAk0/s400/IMG_9722.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656112384817030610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, how Sissy loves preschool. You can see her delight whenever she's with her friends. Today, she had her first field trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJBasU2SZC0/Tn6Gkmd_VsI/AAAAAAAAIBs/DUvXMycXigo/s1600/IMG_9730.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJBasU2SZC0/Tn6Gkmd_VsI/AAAAAAAAIBs/DUvXMycXigo/s400/IMG_9730.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656106145383667394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys and I went with her. It was the first full day of the county fair, and the class is doing a unit on Farm Animals. So we all loaded up to view the animals being shown at the fair, as well as all of the booths and crafts inside the exhibit center.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CCZ6I3gOI-M/Tn6GkeqxM0I/AAAAAAAAIBk/nQk7JFPiaqc/s1600/IMG_9727.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CCZ6I3gOI-M/Tn6GkeqxM0I/AAAAAAAAIBk/nQk7JFPiaqc/s400/IMG_9727.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656106143289783106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A barn full of animals. I haven't had morning sickness in several months, and when the kids were complaining about the smell I kind of dismissed it, thinking it wasn't so bad. Then, all of the sudden it hit me when I caught a glance of a particular pile of chicken poo. And I had to walk off to the edge of the building to get a breath of fresh air and concentrate away my feeling of wanting to dry heave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, September 22&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E_-hCLyaIVM/Tn6V2K0noII/AAAAAAAAICs/B8WjMznC0KA/s1600/IMG_9747.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E_-hCLyaIVM/Tn6V2K0noII/AAAAAAAAICs/B8WjMznC0KA/s400/IMG_9747.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656122939874451586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy 59th birthday, Dad! Carrot-Raisin-Banana-Flax-Applesauce Muffins with orange glaze on the special birthday muffin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, September 23&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rytkBhdMhHA/Tn6GkIetRLI/AAAAAAAAIBc/ioIhER6yq70/s1600/IMG_9753.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rytkBhdMhHA/Tn6GkIetRLI/AAAAAAAAIBc/ioIhER6yq70/s400/IMG_9753.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656106137333613746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yay! Sissy finally got to take the Fish Bag home. We already knew about the Fish Bag because Dash had the same teacher and class when he was in K-4. The kids take turns bringing the velcroed-shut pillow case home and returning the next day with a show and tell item. The kid gives clues to see if everyone can guess what's in the bag. AND, he or she gets to be line leader that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every day, Sissy would come home telling me who got the Fish Bag, trying to conceal her disappointment in not being the chosen one. BECAUSE, as she always reminds me, &lt;i&gt;"We don't say, 'Ohh! I wanted the Fish Bag!'"&lt;/i&gt; She adds, "We say, 'Yay, Madison!' (or whoever)."  (Oh, how I love what she is learning at school.) She decided to bring her new Minnie Mouse dress she bought at the Disney Store in Dallas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8nUsy9YZnUw/Tn6Gjs4ZgNI/AAAAAAAAIBU/G8r45Q2Nu6o/s1600/IMG_9757.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8nUsy9YZnUw/Tn6Gjs4ZgNI/AAAAAAAAIBU/G8r45Q2Nu6o/s400/IMG_9757.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656106129925177554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys were begging me to take this picture, even though it's a little blurry from being taken through the window. They get especially excited every time they see a bird (behind the bottle) eating from the bird feeder Tornado made for extra credit in his science class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GZo1HsYZ5dU/Tn6GjTtut7I/AAAAAAAAIBM/KmsKj5G1ntg/s1600/IMG_9759.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 366px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GZo1HsYZ5dU/Tn6GjTtut7I/AAAAAAAAIBM/KmsKj5G1ntg/s400/IMG_9759.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656106123169544114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the boys got out of the bathtub, Dash rubbed his hair with a towel to dry it off. Tornado said, &lt;i&gt;"You look like a scientist!"&lt;/i&gt; He was thinking of Albert Einstein, which I thought was funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, September 24&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fkF8GxvnoGk/Tn6DigZB3dI/AAAAAAAAIBE/o_g3DINPsqc/s1600/IMG_9773.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fkF8GxvnoGk/Tn6DigZB3dI/AAAAAAAAIBE/o_g3DINPsqc/s400/IMG_9773.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656102810857627090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dash had his first soccer game for the season today. That's him in the green. Their team is pretty good! They've moved up to 4 on 4 this year. He was also happy that one of his former teammates ended up on his team again.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-5922666065588771125?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/5922666065588771125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=5922666065588771125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/5922666065588771125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/5922666065588771125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/09/project-365-daily-life.html' title='Project 365: Daily Life'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2WOuf_jHY9I/Tn6NRLMIDnI/AAAAAAAAICk/220ZGLiKdHo/s72-c/IMG_9683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-5414403036983188158</id><published>2011-09-23T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T20:39:09.461-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekly Wrap-Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traveling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elementary Round-up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas'/><title type='text'>Elementary Round-up/Preschool Corner/Weekly Wrap-up/It's Playtime!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last week, the kids and I were fortunate enough to join my husband on his business trip in Dallas. We knew he would be very busy with work, but we planned on relaxing in the hotel with our schoolwork and finding great restaurants and museums to visit all week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing I don't like about Dallas is the traffic. I mean, truly, I think I prefer driving in L.A. and NYC. We did venture off to a few great vegetarian restaurants (&lt;a href="http://veganandsoforth.blogspot.com/2011/09/blissful-dining.html"&gt;here's one&lt;/a&gt;), but we ended up spending a lot of our time right next door to our hotel - at the &lt;a href="http://www.simon.com/mall/default.aspx?ID=1248" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Grapevine Mills Mall&lt;/a&gt;, just because it was easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4nQsDo0Pddo/Tnz9ZGj98PI/AAAAAAAAH7U/HZM2E15nlJc/s1600/IMG_9566.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4nQsDo0Pddo/Tnz9ZGj98PI/AAAAAAAAH7U/HZM2E15nlJc/s400/IMG_9566.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655673839770530034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had never been here, and in fact, we RARELY go to malls period. We rarely go shopping at all, so it was pretty fun. I remembered why I rarely go to malls; I strive to be as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unmaterialistic&lt;/span&gt; as possible, but I become intoxicated by all of the clothes, etc., especially at the children's stores. Tornado found a rolling backpack for only $8 at Gap; (and I had almost spent $60 on one the other day!) he really needed one for all of his heavy books and folders at our home school co-op. And of course, Sissy found some cute clothes. Unborn Baby Junior also scored a few cute hats and outfits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this was sort of my goal going into the mall: &lt;i&gt;take our time and just have fun&lt;/i&gt;. That seems like common sense enough. But I feel like I'm &lt;i&gt;always rushing the kids&lt;/i&gt;, always on our way from &lt;b&gt;Point A&lt;/b&gt; to &lt;b&gt;Point B&lt;/b&gt;. And I don't generally like to spend money on certain things. However, I decided that since this was our mini-vacation, I would let the kids go into any store they wanted and take part in any activity they wanted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0JccgCzf398/Tnz9YpHWqCI/AAAAAAAAH7M/9m8ycHPefzE/s1600/IMG_9568.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0JccgCzf398/Tnz9YpHWqCI/AAAAAAAAH7M/9m8ycHPefzE/s400/IMG_9568.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655673831865886754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First up was &lt;b&gt;Euro Bobbles&lt;/b&gt;, one of the many activities in the center aisle of the mall. My 6 year old wanted to do this. For $7 (which gets you 3 minutes), you crawl into a big, deflated ball which is then inflated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lqng56BGYxk/Tnz9YFUeMrI/AAAAAAAAH7E/yYII44E1yNI/s1600/IMG_9572.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lqng56BGYxk/Tnz9YFUeMrI/AAAAAAAAH7E/yYII44E1yNI/s400/IMG_9572.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655673822257230514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And you get to roll around in a big pool of water, try to walk, etc. Well, Dash was in there for about one minute before he panicked to get out. (You couldn't hear him, just see his wide eyes and mouth moving, &lt;i&gt;"Let me out!"&lt;/i&gt; He said he couldn't breathe (and I think it was just hard to maneuver), even though there is plenty of air in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--VTMpztsSUk/Tnz7Km5Ez9I/AAAAAAAAH68/vW7NNxt-63Q/s1600/IMG_9575.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--VTMpztsSUk/Tnz7Km5Ez9I/AAAAAAAAH68/vW7NNxt-63Q/s400/IMG_9575.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655671391727701970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The lady got him out and let my 4 year old daughter use up the remaining time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QuP_nAxh9pU/Tnz7KEyQ28I/AAAAAAAAH60/ILwmvVnq6YI/s1600/IMG_9577.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QuP_nAxh9pU/Tnz7KEyQ28I/AAAAAAAAH60/ILwmvVnq6YI/s400/IMG_9577.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655671382572325826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was giggly and had more fun in there than he did. I don't blame him, though. I would have been claustrophobic, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zv8jJZOEDsE/Tnz7JnLlwcI/AAAAAAAAH6s/4YzIMsgoWjA/s1600/IMG_9578.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zv8jJZOEDsE/Tnz7JnLlwcI/AAAAAAAAH6s/4YzIMsgoWjA/s400/IMG_9578.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655671374625489346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was a Hurricane-Simulator booth, and I excitedly asked Tornado (my storm-obsessed child) if he wanted to get in it. This was his immediate reaction (above). He was clutching his throat with one hand and covering his face with the other. Sheer panic and terror. I've had to explain to people before that even though he loves watching storm videos, reading about storms, talking about them - he does NOT enjoy being IN them. He did not want to go in; the other two wanted to go in, but they wouldn't do it unless their big brother was in their to protect them. So we moved on to the next thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u_kQ5dCW6OQ/Tnz7JFMGCgI/AAAAAAAAH6k/ztOksWFaun8/s1600/IMG_9579.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u_kQ5dCW6OQ/Tnz7JFMGCgI/AAAAAAAAH6k/ztOksWFaun8/s400/IMG_9579.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655671365500799490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See - really; it's the little things that are the most fun to them. We stood here as long as they wanted while I fed them penny after penny to release in the charity funnel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wWDl_KebM4k/Tn0-8wNRm5I/AAAAAAAAH-s/mrRiJh9seMM/s1600/IMG_9639.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wWDl_KebM4k/Tn0-8wNRm5I/AAAAAAAAH-s/mrRiJh9seMM/s400/IMG_9639.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655745920500865938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 6 year old actually did this activity the next day on our return visit. He really wanted to do it, but this also ended up really scaring him (although I think he would say overall it was fun). He's such an adventurous kid, always up to something, but when it comes down to it, he's all talk. He gets so nervous and hesitant, and he inherited my self-consciousness. The harness/trampoline takes you pretty high into the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DgiUySCyTUw/Tn0Nvisoy7I/AAAAAAAAH98/4Le1N965zx4/s1600/IMG_9641.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DgiUySCyTUw/Tn0Nvisoy7I/AAAAAAAAH98/4Le1N965zx4/s400/IMG_9641.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655691817466252210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One of the great things at this mall is the &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LEGOLAND&lt;/span&gt; Discovery Center&lt;/i&gt; (one of many locations in the U.S. and overseas). We went back the next day for our visit here. I had wanted to peek in (our first day) and make sure it was something we even wanted to do (&lt;i&gt;since it is pricey - around $17/adult &amp;amp; $13/child IF you buy them online; they're more at the door&lt;/i&gt;). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, one peek inside was all it took to convince my kids. Tornado, in particular, &lt;i&gt;couldn't wait&lt;/i&gt; to go to sleep the night before because he knew the quicker he went to sleep, the sooner we would start our day at &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LEGOLAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. I love that innocent kind of wonder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JI3cqnXc-e0/Tn06M9HVqyI/AAAAAAAAH-k/R1zaxDWYqoI/s1600/IMG_9590.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JI3cqnXc-e0/Tn06M9HVqyI/AAAAAAAAH-k/R1zaxDWYqoI/s400/IMG_9590.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655740701285395234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had read a few reviews on &lt;i&gt;Trip Advisor&lt;/i&gt;, etc. that said a visit here was not worth the money. For us, I thought it was. I think they really make it seem kind of spectacular for the kids. After you pay, you wait for your "tour" to start. You can play with &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Legos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; outside the door as it counts down time, then the door opens, and you are greeted by Professor Brick-a-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Brack&lt;/span&gt;. It's not an actual factory, of course - but this pretend version of one which is used to explain the process in which &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Legos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; are made. My kids liked this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-62hEbb4flt8/Tn06MqIQLhI/AAAAAAAAH-c/T0Tw27n4pRc/s1600/IMG_9591.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-62hEbb4flt8/Tn06MqIQLhI/AAAAAAAAH-c/T0Tw27n4pRc/s400/IMG_9591.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655740696188956178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At the end of the talk, they make it seem like special &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Legos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; come out of the machine especially for this group of kids. They each get a wrapped, souvenir-logo &lt;i&gt;Lego&lt;/i&gt; to take home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xtJW02IB-fs/Tn06Mc91h9I/AAAAAAAAH-U/kIw06uNE8lQ/s1600/IMG_9595.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xtJW02IB-fs/Tn06Mc91h9I/AAAAAAAAH-U/kIw06uNE8lQ/s400/IMG_9595.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655740692655605714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then they are immediately ushered into the first ride (which you could skip if you wanted to). They also liked this. It's a laser shooting type ride in which you earn points from hitting the targets. This is the thing I don't like about the whole &lt;i&gt;Lego&lt;/i&gt; world; there are some scary &lt;i&gt;Lego&lt;/i&gt; figures, which we don't own, like ghoulish ones and skeleton-faced ones - and ones with scary weapons. I just don't like that stuff, and I think it's unnecessary for kids. There was that sort of thing on this ride (including the fact that you're essentially shooting the bad guys), so skip this ride if you don't like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cm1sAYMzR5Q/Tn0AkM73QFI/AAAAAAAAH78/OsaXdAQ3JJw/s1600/IMG_9607.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cm1sAYMzR5Q/Tn0AkM73QFI/AAAAAAAAH78/OsaXdAQ3JJw/s400/IMG_9607.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655677328994811986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The main draw for my kids was the multi-level play area. (&lt;i&gt;Tornado: top right corner&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qKzWUzhYjPE/Tn0CHJkKphI/AAAAAAAAH8k/TaYnwhVUpiI/s1600/IMG_9611.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qKzWUzhYjPE/Tn0CHJkKphI/AAAAAAAAH8k/TaYnwhVUpiI/s400/IMG_9611.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655679028897162770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was worried that my 11 year old would be too tall to enter. I asked them the day before if he'd be too tall, but the guys were sort of like, &lt;i&gt;"Eh, it's fine; it's really that we just don't want rambunctious teenagers mixed in with the little kids."&lt;/i&gt; He made the 4'9" cut, regardless, but it was close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-__6cJuGGvvs/Tn0CIgBvMQI/AAAAAAAAH88/LdtzID0DQk4/s1600/IMG_9633.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-__6cJuGGvvs/Tn0CIgBvMQI/AAAAAAAAH88/LdtzID0DQk4/s400/IMG_9633.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655679052106641666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One great thing about &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;LEGOLAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;waddly&lt;/span&gt; pregnant self was the ability to sit for long periods and watch the kids play. (The whole place is designed with the perfect mixture of parent/child interaction and solo child play.) They stayed at this roll-y slide for quite awhile. If you look closely, you can see that Sissy's pants accidentally came down a time or two when Dash playfully grabbed at her. To tell me about it, he whispered through the net, &lt;i&gt;"I have to tell you a secret, and it's REALLY EMBARRASSING!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o8q5Xsq52r8/Tn0CH0i1_tI/AAAAAAAAH80/7lRmBxe0etA/s1600/IMG_9618.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o8q5Xsq52r8/Tn0CH0i1_tI/AAAAAAAAH80/7lRmBxe0etA/s400/IMG_9618.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655679040434339538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There is another ride (that just goes around and around, but you can also make it go up and down by pedaling). It totally made me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nauseous&lt;/span&gt;, even though the lady assured me that it wouldn't. And I'm sure it was quite a sight to see a large pregnant woman, trying with all her might, to pedal her car up into the air. (I rode with Sissy, and they got an employee to ride with Dash since kids can't ride alone.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X_uH_y92Hgc/Tn0CHryyQFI/AAAAAAAAH8s/jk4zztzA540/s1600/IMG_9614.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X_uH_y92Hgc/Tn0CHryyQFI/AAAAAAAAH8s/jk4zztzA540/s400/IMG_9614.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655679038085283922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One big room (&lt;i&gt;Mini-Land&lt;/i&gt;) is filled with miniature &lt;i&gt;Lego&lt;/i&gt; cities (including Dallas, even the &lt;i&gt;Dallas&lt;/i&gt; ranch) and towns. The lights in the buildings even come on as the overhead lights dim occasionally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There is also a theater (the size of an actual small movie theater) inside the discovery center. There are three 15 minute 4-D movies. We ended up watching two of them, back to back. The kids thought they were cute. It's very interactive; they even spray a fine mist (you don't really get wet) of water across the crowd when the 4-D water seems to be coming out at you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fABHxHsOK3k/Tn0AmAXCLRI/AAAAAAAAH8c/yNbEQG5fRrM/s1600/IMG_9598.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fABHxHsOK3k/Tn0AmAXCLRI/AAAAAAAAH8c/yNbEQG5fRrM/s400/IMG_9598.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655677359978851602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are many &lt;i&gt;Lego&lt;/i&gt; stations where the kids can create,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IpzMlz4OQuk/Tn0AlsCwsOI/AAAAAAAAH8U/6TxLNd5Js_4/s1600/IMG_9602.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IpzMlz4OQuk/Tn0AlsCwsOI/AAAAAAAAH8U/6TxLNd5Js_4/s400/IMG_9602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655677354525110498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a big, slide play area,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sSPhA649ymA/Tn0AlAjO3EI/AAAAAAAAH8M/ubS8RieeRRw/s1600/IMG_9604.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sSPhA649ymA/Tn0AlAjO3EI/AAAAAAAAH8M/ubS8RieeRRw/s400/IMG_9604.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655677342850145346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and EVEN...a &lt;i&gt;Princess Palace&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pT7vYFqLKSc/Tn0AkoeVafI/AAAAAAAAH8E/eJbA_nDnDm8/s1600/IMG_9606.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pT7vYFqLKSc/Tn0AkoeVafI/AAAAAAAAH8E/eJbA_nDnDm8/s400/IMG_9606.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655677336387152370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;complete with karaoke. My princess wasted no time getting up on stage.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cm1sAYMzR5Q/Tn0AkM73QFI/AAAAAAAAH78/OsaXdAQ3JJw/s1600/IMG_9607.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FTESAhKw7cM/Tnz-VsMqTTI/AAAAAAAAH70/SFYWRWWOKV4/s1600/IMG_9624.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FTESAhKw7cM/Tnz-VsMqTTI/AAAAAAAAH70/SFYWRWWOKV4/s400/IMG_9624.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655674880665472306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are bins where you can create your own &lt;i&gt;Lego&lt;/i&gt; cars,&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IZpUbe0_5cw/Tnz-VLVR9EI/AAAAAAAAH7s/rq37Th_YUmA/s1600/IMG_9626.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IZpUbe0_5cw/Tnz-VLVR9EI/AAAAAAAAH7s/rq37Th_YUmA/s400/IMG_9626.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655674871843255362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and different ramps where you can race them against each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Cewdjjl82Q/Tnz-U4ibz6I/AAAAAAAAH7k/x2F6P1tGDDY/s1600/IMG_9628.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Cewdjjl82Q/Tnz-U4ibz6I/AAAAAAAAH7k/x2F6P1tGDDY/s400/IMG_9628.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655674866798153634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;throwing coins in the crocodile's (alligator's?) mouth outside the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Rainforest&lt;/span&gt; Cafe gift shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My big surprise for the kids was lunch at &lt;i&gt;Rainforest Cafe, &lt;/i&gt;which is also inside the mall. They were super excited when they'd seen the signs the day before. (They knew about &lt;i&gt;Rainforest Cafe&lt;/i&gt; from television commercials and always declared they wanted to go there.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-con7f5qF7ZM/Tnz9ZhlyIsI/AAAAAAAAH7c/BAhq1TTCfnM/s1600/IMG_9631.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-con7f5qF7ZM/Tnz9ZhlyIsI/AAAAAAAAH7c/BAhq1TTCfnM/s400/IMG_9631.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655673847025902274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was hard to get pictures inside the cafe because it is so dark. The lighting actually changes, including light and sound changes for storms while you are dining. It really is decorated amazingly with huge fish tanks and large, life-like animals that really move and make noises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There were a couple of vegetarian options on the menu for the kids. The great thing was that we were able to play at &lt;i&gt;LEGOLAND&lt;/i&gt; for about an hour and a half, get our hands stamped, eat lunch, then return for another hour to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dXiJg7fPZ80/Tn01hhcQMuI/AAAAAAAAH-M/mS5_xLd88no/s1600/IMG_9632.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dXiJg7fPZ80/Tn01hhcQMuI/AAAAAAAAH-M/mS5_xLd88no/s400/IMG_9632.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655735557076038370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I promised the kids (with good behavior) they could pick out something in the gift shop. The boys each chose a $3 "mystery" pack. They've gotten these before, and we think they're pretty fun. You don't know what miniature &lt;i&gt;Lego&lt;/i&gt; character you're going to get. They also got to create their own &lt;i&gt;Lego&lt;/i&gt; characters to take home. They chose the faces, hair or hat, shirt, and legs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_yHc1VA8_5Y/Tn01hQrGjII/AAAAAAAAH-E/3sYKBXdQaVY/s1600/IMG_9635.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_yHc1VA8_5Y/Tn01hQrGjII/AAAAAAAAH-E/3sYKBXdQaVY/s400/IMG_9635.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655735552574917762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then, they got to put them in these empty packages to be rung up and purchased. I thought this was a fun idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Back at the Hotel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mFCzR6jLzlU/Tnz7IZFaSII/AAAAAAAAH6c/KpUb4dvjEz8/s1600/IMG_9589.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mFCzR6jLzlU/Tnz7IZFaSII/AAAAAAAAH6c/KpUb4dvjEz8/s400/IMG_9589.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655671353661606018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've said it before: some of my favorite moments in life are the ones when I see my kids cuddling up together without any prompting from me. This was first thing in the morning, and although they hadn't all three slept together, somehow they all ended up like this while they were trying to wake up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;********************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life in General This Week&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;This week has been a crazy mass of preschool, homeschool co-op, soccer, ballet, Awanas, piano lessons, 2 field trips, and grocery shopping. All weeks of my life are busy naturally, but THIS WEEK...somehow from Tuesday upon waking until...well...&lt;i&gt;right now&lt;/i&gt;, I haven't stopped. Ryan keeps laughing at me (good-naturedly, of course) because I have only been able to "hobble" the past two days - I've run myself down so much, my back and legs are &lt;i&gt;aching&lt;/i&gt;. I was so tired, I slept through my alarm (on my phone) twice, making us rush to get ready for our morning obligations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fun Friday Night and Upcoming Plans&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Tonight was a really sweet night which included a dance party and watching parts of old videos (some I don't think I've ever watched back) of the boys when they were little and chubby-faced. I totally cried (especially listening to my 11 year old babbling before he could even talk!), and it made me additionally excited about having another baby. My goal in the upcoming month is to get all of our videos transferred to DVD, with extra copies for the safety deposit box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linkin' up:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.granolamom4god.com/2011/09/elementary-round-up.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Elementary Round-Up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, hosted by &lt;i&gt;Granola Mom 4 God&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weirdunsocializedhomeschoolers.com/2011/09/weekly-wrap-up-one-with-back-to-school.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weekly Wrap-Up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, hosted by &lt;i&gt;Weird, Unsocialized Homeschoolers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.handsonaswegrow.com/2011/09/its-playtime-happy-birthday-george.html"&gt;It's Playtime!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, hosted by &lt;i&gt;hands on: as we grow, The Imagination Tree, Messy Kids, Quirky Momma, &lt;/i&gt;and&lt;i&gt; Let the Children Play&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://homeschoolcreations.blogspot.com/2011/09/preschool-corner-pinterest-edition.html"&gt;Preschool Corner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, hosted by&lt;i&gt; Homeschool Creations&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/__gK3y062ur0/TMosNAjM3yI/AAAAAAAAFyM/hLayztf70Ec/weekly-wrap-up_thumb2.gif" alt="weekly wrap-up" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.granolamom4god.com/" target="_self"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Granola Mom 4 God" src="http://i640.photobucket.com/albums/uu129/GranolaMom4God/Meme%20Buttons/RoundUpMan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a u=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cCorLr-kZMs/TiCmwZdAhPI/AAAAAAAAGz8/SanghLnC1a4/s1600/green-itsplaytime.png" alt="It's Playtime at hands on : as we grow" /&gt;    &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y37/jolantheerb/PreschoolCornersidebarbutton210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-5414403036983188158?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/5414403036983188158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=5414403036983188158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/5414403036983188158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/5414403036983188158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/09/elementary-round-upweekly-wrap-upits.html' title='Elementary Round-up/Preschool Corner/Weekly Wrap-up/It&apos;s Playtime!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4nQsDo0Pddo/Tnz9ZGj98PI/AAAAAAAAH7U/HZM2E15nlJc/s72-c/IMG_9566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-3098334415786482089</id><published>2011-09-16T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T20:05:15.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekly Wrap-Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeschool Mother&apos;s Journal'/><title type='text'>Weekly Homeschool Wrap-Up Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;As usual, my "weekly" wrap-up has evolved into a past-three weeks' wrap-up. Here is a little of what has been going on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In my life this week:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One event we attended this week was an &lt;strong&gt;eco-fest&lt;/strong&gt; in our town. We attended last year, and it seemed to have grown. We didn't even have time to go around to all of the booths and activities. Here are a few photos from the event:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sqDH_H46zvM/TnOAgwWatvI/AAAAAAAAH5M/d-5l59b7TWc/s1600/IMG_0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653003257503201010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sqDH_H46zvM/TnOAgwWatvI/AAAAAAAAH5M/d-5l59b7TWc/s400/IMG_0189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kids were able to decorate their own kites made from paper, sticks, and tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YWemToAPE50/TnOAgj440qI/AAAAAAAAH5E/L0CBRNpSM6Q/s1600/IMG_0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653003254158119586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YWemToAPE50/TnOAgj440qI/AAAAAAAAH5E/L0CBRNpSM6Q/s400/IMG_0192.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dash LOVED this. He flew this around outside at home, too, every chance he got - until the kite was literally in shreds and wouldn't fly anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uphDFrdot9M/TnOALWVYbtI/AAAAAAAAH48/QGMExICUcjg/s1600/IMG_0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653002889742282450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uphDFrdot9M/TnOALWVYbtI/AAAAAAAAH48/QGMExICUcjg/s400/IMG_0195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sissy - I loved her innocent giggles as she ran around, flying her kite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E19kggRZTo0/Tm49V-GWMTI/AAAAAAAAH3k/rtuGy3lMOb0/s1600/IMG_0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651522030052716850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E19kggRZTo0/Tm49V-GWMTI/AAAAAAAAH3k/rtuGy3lMOb0/s400/IMG_0184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tornado liked reading the interactive signs along the path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5GLZkWD2gfQ/TnN7_PvYTkI/AAAAAAAAH4k/pq9fTuTwkD4/s1600/IMG_0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652998283767336514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5GLZkWD2gfQ/TnN7_PvYTkI/AAAAAAAAH4k/pq9fTuTwkD4/s400/IMG_0204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tornado (left) and Sissy (right) made (with help) rag dolls at one booth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DdITKH2aj5M/TnN7-mPzQPI/AAAAAAAAH4U/cjoxCVdhp-I/s1600/IMG_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652998272629031154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DdITKH2aj5M/TnN7-mPzQPI/AAAAAAAAH4U/cjoxCVdhp-I/s400/IMG_0188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They also made cloth flower pins with fabric scraps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VKsAgLrUErk/TnN7-9RnGGI/AAAAAAAAH4c/XHIH85Fkbgs/s1600/IMG_0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652998278810638434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VKsAgLrUErk/TnN7-9RnGGI/AAAAAAAAH4c/XHIH85Fkbgs/s400/IMG_0203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are their creations (top left: Dash, then Sissy's and Tornado's). Each piece was hot glued together, and there is a pin hotglued on the backing, made of a denim scrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y16X53klEu0/TnN7-u5u9JI/AAAAAAAAH4M/kymckFY3IB8/s1600/IMG_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652998274952393874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y16X53klEu0/TnN7-u5u9JI/AAAAAAAAH4M/kymckFY3IB8/s400/IMG_0185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were so happy that a health food store had a booth with snacks for sale. The kids actually got to each pick out a ...gasp...natural soda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdxHg3yRHy0/TnN7-bA9M_I/AAAAAAAAH4E/Av1ba9RMdgM/s1600/IMG_0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652998269613978610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdxHg3yRHy0/TnN7-bA9M_I/AAAAAAAAH4E/Av1ba9RMdgM/s400/IMG_0179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cardboard box maze was once again a hit with the kids. It was the main reason they were looking forward to attending eco-fest, in hopes there would be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In our homeschool this week:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few "homeschooling" photos I captured the past few weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yoLLHNA-kvw/Tm4758lO7hI/AAAAAAAAH3c/MQlZKeYY7T4/s1600/IMG_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651520449097428498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yoLLHNA-kvw/Tm4758lO7hI/AAAAAAAAH3c/MQlZKeYY7T4/s400/IMG_0156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tornado, cuddled up with Daddy on the couch, working on his &lt;em&gt;Flying Creatures&lt;/em&gt; science curriculum. I really, really love working with him on his American history homework because it's so interesting to learn about/remember things I once learned about. Science sometimes hurts my brain, though, so I occasionally pass this off to my scientifically minded husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qpMsjbmPtQU/Tm474h9rnSI/AAAAAAAAH3U/BoPvg3vwf0Q/s1600/IMG_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651520424772345122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qpMsjbmPtQU/Tm474h9rnSI/AAAAAAAAH3U/BoPvg3vwf0Q/s400/IMG_0129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dash really loves science. We are working through the &lt;em&gt;Abeka Science 1&lt;/em&gt; book together, which includes hands-on activities and experiments with almost every lesson. Here he had to create a ramp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nbemtg4skC8/Tm474CBDN4I/AAAAAAAAH3M/2JhSIrE7xfU/s1600/IMG_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651520416196540290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nbemtg4skC8/Tm474CBDN4I/AAAAAAAAH3M/2JhSIrE7xfU/s400/IMG_0131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And a lever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my 6 year old's &lt;strong&gt;workbox activities&lt;/strong&gt; this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZyzOjlEgZy8/Tm45tkFel1I/AAAAAAAAH2k/OBl7oxItFg0/s1600/IMG_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651518037340100434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZyzOjlEgZy8/Tm45tkFel1I/AAAAAAAAH2k/OBl7oxItFg0/s400/IMG_0208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To break up all of the schoolwork, I'll often include an assignment like "Watch an episode of &lt;em&gt;Wild Kratts&lt;/em&gt; (which he loves), then write a journal entry about something you learned." I write it, then he copies it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3z9bNe3O1Gw/Tm45tEHEpQI/AAAAAAAAH2c/AhFaarA7a34/s1600/IMG_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651518028756854018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3z9bNe3O1Gw/Tm45tEHEpQI/AAAAAAAAH2c/AhFaarA7a34/s400/IMG_0209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We played a &lt;em&gt;Diego 123 Game &lt;/em&gt;together. And he worked on his piano lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S8-cQnwjuVQ/Tm45s_C8jOI/AAAAAAAAH2U/7DFwJ2KXXJ0/s1600/IMG_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651518027397369058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S8-cQnwjuVQ/Tm45s_C8jOI/AAAAAAAAH2U/7DFwJ2KXXJ0/s400/IMG_0211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After he finished his Sight Words workbook, I tested him on all of the words. I've traced with stencils any he couldn't read AND spell, and he'll be working on activities to help him master these words. (Every few days to a week, depending how long it takes, I give him 4 or 5 words with different activities I've made up.) Here, he had to cover the letters with dried garbanzo beans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651925455143918130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pFx1-5PKuMA/Tm-sQZrXWjI/AAAAAAAAH38/UE97zND2T1o/s400/IMG_9555.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The next day, he colored in each word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Places we're going and people we're seeing:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ryan's parents came to visit one weekend. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;*My 4 year old and 6 year old started &lt;strong&gt;Awanas&lt;/strong&gt; last week (on Wednesday nights). My 6 year old thinks it is "Iguanas." I've corrected him a few times, but it's so funny and cute I don't try too hard. We really wanted our 11 year old to attend, as well. I registered him. But he walked in, took one look at it, became overwhelmed with all of the kids and noise, and wanted no part of it. It wasn't an ideal scenario for him. Anyway, the two little ones had a great time, were super excited to see some of their friends, and are doing a great job with their scripture memorization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*We've been in &lt;strong&gt;Dallas&lt;/strong&gt; since Tuesday, so we brought our schoolwork with us. Ryan had to be here on business. He has had a lot of business trips this year, and we hate it when our family is apart. So this time, we joined him! I'll write about our trip next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favorite thing this week was:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids have just been really funny this week. And sweet. We've laughed a lot. And I've obviously enjoyed not having any dishes to wash, meals to prepare, etc. while we're on our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things I'm working on: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budget! We've got some "ideas" in the works for our lives, and we need to figure out how to afford them. I ordered several bulk food items off &lt;em&gt;Amazon Subscribe &amp;amp; Save&lt;/em&gt; last week. The prices are much better than what I pay in the store. I am trying to research the most practical order to place with &lt;em&gt;Azure&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Country Life Natural Foods&lt;/em&gt; next time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm grateful for(#381- 389 on my Gratitude List):&lt;/strong&gt; all of the sweet well wishes we've received from our family and friends for our baby due in January, time off this week in Texas, free hotel!, those who took over my teaching duties this week so I could have a day off, Spiral Diner, Cafe Bliss, Whole Foods, and cell phones. I'm also relieved when my 4 year old who until now knew NO letters or even cared to know them came up to me this morning and said, "X is for x-ray! And R is for Remi!" - and then later..."A, A apple." There's hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Questions/thoughts I have:&lt;/strong&gt; Unfortunately and sadly...one of Ryan's grandfathers (his Dad's father) died yesterday. He has been in poor health for a long time. I feel worried for Ryan as he is so immersed in his business obligations this week, and now he has this to think about. His shoulders were sagging last night...He has an important job to do overnight Friday-Saturday here in Texas...then has to figure out how to get from Dallas to Arkansas to Illinois by Sunday at 2:00 p.m. Or go straight from Texas? When to buy something to wear to the funeral? Do we all go? Pay almost $2,000 in airfare? Or drive 6 hours home (after Ryan being up all night working), pick up our dogs, re-pack, then drive another 7-8 hours late to be there in time for the funeral. We know it is a privilege to take a moment out of our otherwise unimportant activities to say good-bye to a very important person...Ryan just has a lot to think about, regarding what is the best way to go about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photo to share:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kf_ZByScSB0/Tm49w8vpW_I/AAAAAAAAH30/zSwJPAGQMyg/s1600/IMG_20110819_152524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651522493545536498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kf_ZByScSB0/Tm49w8vpW_I/AAAAAAAAH30/zSwJPAGQMyg/s400/IMG_20110819_152524.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One homeschooling activity the younger two kids really enjoy is homeschooling martial arts, which is twice a month. They go around the house all of the time, doing their little jabs and kicks, saying, &lt;em&gt;"Key-yu!"&lt;/em&gt; (or however you spell it). What I love about martial arts is the respect that the kids are taught. Grandmaster Han is a Christian and operates his academies accordingly. A few of the training principles the kids are taught to repeat include: &lt;em&gt;be polite, be patient, be alert, be brave, do your best, and respect yourself and others. &lt;/em&gt;And they insist that "ma'am" and "sir" be used!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Great Links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weirdunsocializedhomeschoolers.com/2011/09/weekly-wrap-up-one-with-birthday.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weird, Unsocialized Homeschoolers: Weekly Wrap-up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thehomeschoolchick.com/2011/09/o-canada/"&gt;The Homeschool Chick: Homeschool Mother's Journal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-3098334415786482089?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/3098334415786482089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=3098334415786482089' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/3098334415786482089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/3098334415786482089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/09/weekly-homeschool-wrap-up-journal.html' title='Weekly Homeschool Wrap-Up Journal'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sqDH_H46zvM/TnOAgwWatvI/AAAAAAAAH5M/d-5l59b7TWc/s72-c/IMG_0189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-6884717679745702670</id><published>2011-09-16T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T20:18:22.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theme unit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preschool Corner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preschool'/><title type='text'>Preschool Corner: Leaves and Apples</title><content type='html'>This year I am teaching the K-4 class at our homeschool co-op. &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mfwbooks.com/"&gt;My Father's World&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; kindergarten curriculum is used for this group. Every week there is a new theme. The other preschool teacher begins the lesson on Tuesday, and I wrap it up on Thursday. There are suggestions for books, discussion ideas, and activities included in the curriculum. Here are some of the activities I added myself during our &lt;strong&gt;Leaf&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Apple&lt;/strong&gt; weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-no93ZM72ImQ/Tm18yD1I9RI/AAAAAAAAH2M/87Gh8rCaS4M/s1600/IMG_0139.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651310306883335442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-no93ZM72ImQ/Tm18yD1I9RI/AAAAAAAAH2M/87Gh8rCaS4M/s400/IMG_0139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had asked my own kids at h0me to gather dry, brown leaves outside for me to take to school. I let the kids make a big mess on the table crumbling up the leaves. (One even told her mom after class, &lt;em&gt;"We got to make a mess!"&lt;/em&gt; I drew the outline of a leaf with glue on a piece of construction paper and let them fill in the inside with glue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3LsGr5DH8Y4/Tm18xi7iiJI/AAAAAAAAH2E/tvBhdLxYWzQ/s1600/IMG_0143.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651310298051807378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3LsGr5DH8Y4/Tm18xi7iiJI/AAAAAAAAH2E/tvBhdLxYWzQ/s400/IMG_0143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then, they used their crumbled leaves to cover the glue. After they finished covering the glue, they gently shook the paper to remove the extra pieces of leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pjFA1FXAWMM/Tm18xYIJz7I/AAAAAAAAH18/LSJkCVYuLQk/s1600/IMG_0146.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651310295151923122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pjFA1FXAWMM/Tm18xYIJz7I/AAAAAAAAH18/LSJkCVYuLQk/s400/IMG_0146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I also gathered all different shapes of leaves from my house. I made outlines of several of the leaves on a piece of paper and asked my students to find the matches. We also talked about "largest" and "smallest," leaves, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xry4iCTg9tI/Tm16zMKkD2I/AAAAAAAAH10/kLP6fRsyzGY/s1600/IMG_0148.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651308127277289314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xry4iCTg9tI/Tm16zMKkD2I/AAAAAAAAH10/kLP6fRsyzGY/s400/IMG_0148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They picked a couple of their leaves to make leaf rubbings. I wrote their "words to remember" (which are something they learn each week as a part of the MFW curriculum) on their paper and asked them to each hold up their paper and recite their words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ0yt6eEtJw/Tm16y3i5KUI/AAAAAAAAH1s/fFItKQnD8Z4/s1600/IMG_0152.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651308121742190914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ0yt6eEtJw/Tm16y3i5KUI/AAAAAAAAH1s/fFItKQnD8Z4/s400/IMG_0152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They all got a straw to blow a leaf across the table. We had several races to see who could get a leaf across the table the fastest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TU1eWxzyxDg/Tm16ynv4ZuI/AAAAAAAAH1k/RVhfBDjmq8E/s1600/IMG_0149.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651308117501699810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TU1eWxzyxDg/Tm16ynv4ZuI/AAAAAAAAH1k/RVhfBDjmq8E/s400/IMG_0149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our last leaf activity: I bought wooden (2/$1) leaves at Hobby Lobby, and they had fun creatively painting their leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SGIlJv0Zkio/Tm16yUXpdKI/AAAAAAAAH1c/9dUOz83gi6s/s1600/IMG_0157.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651308112299783330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SGIlJv0Zkio/Tm16yUXpdKI/AAAAAAAAH1c/9dUOz83gi6s/s400/IMG_0157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One activity for apple leaf used their cutting and coloring skills. They colored their apples (which I found at &lt;a href="http://www.kidssoup.com/Apples/Apple_Activities.html"&gt;kidssoup.com&lt;/a&gt;), then cut the apple along the wavy lines. They had to glue the pieces of their apple back together on construction paper. Again, I wrote their "words to remember" on their apples and asked them to recite them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Cr2fr2O_ZM/Tm16yF2JJrI/AAAAAAAAH1U/JywuzAUK6v8/s1600/IMG_0158.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651308108401157810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Cr2fr2O_ZM/Tm16yF2JJrI/AAAAAAAAH1U/JywuzAUK6v8/s400/IMG_0158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I printed off another page of a tree scene. The kids got to stick their fingers in green, red, and yellow paint to make apples for their trees. This was also used as a counting activity.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Iquwdy62Hs8/Tm15GtHiMpI/AAAAAAAAH1E/AtxvXUhuJKo/s1600/IMG_0206.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651306263517213330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Iquwdy62Hs8/Tm15GtHiMpI/AAAAAAAAH1E/AtxvXUhuJKo/s400/IMG_0206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I also brought my fall sensory tub to school with me. Tornado, Dash, and Sissy have been busy at home, playing with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fMGWMXLdvRY/Tm15GWZ2taI/AAAAAAAAH08/BMI_11ctsOQ/s1600/IMG_0207.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651306257420039586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fMGWMXLdvRY/Tm15GWZ2taI/AAAAAAAAH08/BMI_11ctsOQ/s400/IMG_0207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The tub included dry split peas and various other dry beans (FYI: raw kidney beans are toxic so you have to watch out for those), cinnamon sticks, wooden leaves &amp;amp; acorns, plastic leaf and pumpkin buttons, felt owls, tin buckets in different sizes, peat pots, pine cones, and a miniature rake, hoe, and shovel from the dollhouse section at Hobby Lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Apple Week, I also added the red, yellow, and green craft pom pons to be used as apples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0xG8UBS-3hU/Tm15HBDbFhI/AAAAAAAAH1M/2bbC3IMG5PA/s1600/IMG_0150.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651306268868679186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0xG8UBS-3hU/Tm15HBDbFhI/AAAAAAAAH1M/2bbC3IMG5PA/s400/IMG_0150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I asked the kids to sort the items by type into the muffin tins. Then, they played store and restaurant for half an hour. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Linking up to &lt;a href="http://homeschoolcreations.blogspot.com/2011/09/caps-for-sale-unit-bfiar-preschool.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preschool Corner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://homeschoolcreations.blogspot.com/search/label/Preschool%20Corner" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Preschool Corner" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y37/jolantheerb/PreschoolCornersidebarbutton210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://momto2poshlildivas.blogspot.com/2011/09/sunday-showcase-child-centered-fun_16.html?showComment=1316402209984#c7689250248647623926"&gt;The Sunday Showcase&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://momto2poshlildivas.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Classified: Mom" src="http://classifiedmom.webs.com/sundayshowcase1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-6884717679745702670?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/6884717679745702670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=6884717679745702670' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/6884717679745702670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/6884717679745702670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/09/preschool-corner-leaves-and-apples.html' title='Preschool Corner: Leaves and Apples'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-no93ZM72ImQ/Tm18yD1I9RI/AAAAAAAAH2M/87Gh8rCaS4M/s72-c/IMG_0139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-3727846879589358863</id><published>2011-09-12T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T11:12:10.909-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arkansas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picnic'/><title type='text'>New Bikes and Pinnacle Mountain Picnic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dYMP0iJFIc4/Tm10oyavZ_I/AAAAAAAAH00/TyGpbm7B5P4/s1600/IMG_0110.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dYMP0iJFIc4/Tm10oyavZ_I/AAAAAAAAH00/TyGpbm7B5P4/s400/IMG_0110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651301351497361394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the biggest additions to our family lately (besides the baby news, of course, if you missed my last post) are new bikes for the kids. We bought them (used) a couple of weekends ago, and they've been a hit around here. Because we don't have a great place to ride bikes, our kids' cycling skills weren't up to par. Sissy couldn't even ride a tricycle. She never learned, and now she was too big for one. Feeling shame on our parts, we loaded the kids up one day and headed off to buy bikes and helmets.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEp8YPyLHCI/Tm10oTZKuAI/AAAAAAAAH0s/eTgl8zMCKxg/s1600/IMG_0101.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEp8YPyLHCI/Tm10oTZKuAI/AAAAAAAAH0s/eTgl8zMCKxg/s400/IMG_0101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651301343169263618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love Sissy's &lt;i&gt;Schwinn&lt;/i&gt; because it reminds me of a bike I might have had when I was little. She's really great at riding now. They love for Ryan to go with them on long rides in our neighborhood as often as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NuAOQokLBTY/Tm1z4qxPU2I/AAAAAAAAH0k/iWae-Wo6rxM/s1600/IMG_0099.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NuAOQokLBTY/Tm1z4qxPU2I/AAAAAAAAH0k/iWae-Wo6rxM/s400/IMG_0099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651300524810523490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dash is still using training wheels. I don't think it will be too much longer before he can take them off. He can steer down an incline without them on; he just can't pedal without them yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0hRsjhXTY6E/Tm1z4bQMPJI/AAAAAAAAH0c/sHHIM5N9dCo/s1600/IMG_0115.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0hRsjhXTY6E/Tm1z4bQMPJI/AAAAAAAAH0c/sHHIM5N9dCo/s400/IMG_0115.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651300520645377170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dash&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we also got Tornado a bike, but we haven't found the right training wheel match-up yet. It's hard to find a bike with training wheels that is big enough for his long legs. We're also looking into getting him one of those low rider bikes for older kids/adults. And we're trying to encourage him because it's just not something he's as interested in. When something is physically challenging, he wants no part in it, and we're working on making it an attainable activity for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bwQINRr8C_g/Tm1z38bhO-I/AAAAAAAAH0U/M_lTYwig8Wk/s1600/IMG_0170.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bwQINRr8C_g/Tm1z38bhO-I/AAAAAAAAH0U/M_lTYwig8Wk/s400/IMG_0170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651300512371391458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday night, Ryan suggested we meet him in Little Rock for supper. We picked up food from Whole Foods, then met him at Pinnacle Mountain State Park. It had been awhile since the kids had been to that side of the mountain, and it felt all new and exciting for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CbtVB8t2EZg/Tm1z3Uo34mI/AAAAAAAAH0M/TughaPNFyyk/s1600/IMG_0173.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CbtVB8t2EZg/Tm1z3Uo34mI/AAAAAAAAH0M/TughaPNFyyk/s400/IMG_0173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651300501689983586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids played on the playground for quite awhile after we ate, while Ryan and I had a rare moment of sitting alone to talk and watch them. We also walked through one of the trails along the creek. Fun night, and it wore the kids out. I think they all fell asleep (or close to it) on the way home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a heads up since I haven't been posting as much lately; I have several posts going up this week so check back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-3727846879589358863?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/3727846879589358863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=3727846879589358863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/3727846879589358863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/3727846879589358863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-bikes-and-pinnacle-mountain-picnic.html' title='New Bikes and Pinnacle Mountain Picnic'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dYMP0iJFIc4/Tm10oyavZ_I/AAAAAAAAH00/TyGpbm7B5P4/s72-c/IMG_0110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-5012886023265289132</id><published>2011-09-09T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T09:13:42.376-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids fun'/><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In my May 10 &lt;i&gt;Project 365&lt;/i&gt; blog post, I left the spot for May 4th empty and wrote: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think I have the perfect picture for this day, but I can't get to it right now. Will post another day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is that picture:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mTLGWOPkMZw/Tll2vnSHkrI/AAAAAAAAHuk/dQLsoEeDt5M/s1600/IMG_9030.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mTLGWOPkMZw/Tll2vnSHkrI/AAAAAAAAHuk/dQLsoEeDt5M/s400/IMG_9030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645674168256533170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's true. I'm now almost 22 weeks and not sure why it has taken me so long to write this post. Mostly just being busy. (I started writing this weeks ago.) Maybe also because pregnancy always feels a little surreal to me? Maybe I have seen too often that things can go wrong, and I've been holding my breath? I actually had an early miscarriage in March; if you've ever had a miscarriage, you know that it's very emotional. I have a really bad habit of guarding my heart in important situations. Every month, I would say that I'm going to announce it after my doctor appointment...then a week would go by, and I'd think, "Maybe I'll just wait until we hear the heartbeat &lt;i&gt;one&lt;/i&gt; more time."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Regardless, I'm pregnant, and if you've seen me anytime in the past...well, let's be honest, 18 weeks - you've known it was true. My dear &lt;i&gt;practically blind&lt;/i&gt; grandfather guessed I was expecting when I was about 9 weeks along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pmskRrmos8g/Tll4VJ2ltqI/AAAAAAAAHu0/0njGMb9uH_I/s1600/IMG_9864.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pmskRrmos8g/Tll4VJ2ltqI/AAAAAAAAHu0/0njGMb9uH_I/s400/IMG_9864.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645675912703096482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture was taken at 15 weeks. I'm getting bigger (ahem...&lt;i&gt;everywhere&lt;/i&gt;) by the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v9IjKfRVwnA/TmebkmM3GQI/AAAAAAAAHxs/DXcl1mqscFE/s1600/pregnant%2B2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v9IjKfRVwnA/TmebkmM3GQI/AAAAAAAAHxs/DXcl1mqscFE/s400/pregnant%2B2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649655310591662338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;at 19 weeks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids were soooo excited when Ryan and I told them the news, when I was 11 weeks along. There was a lot of squealing going on. They all wanted to offer their services in helping with the baby. They had been asking for another sibling for quite some time. We just had to wait until Daddy was on board, too. (Which is funny because now &lt;i&gt;HE&lt;/i&gt; wants &lt;i&gt;5&lt;/i&gt; kids!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here's a little surprise to some, even for my family...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HLzxXvwl6i4/Tmos3m_eHhI/AAAAAAAAHys/fhcq_quXXPA/s1600/img005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HLzxXvwl6i4/Tmos3m_eHhI/AAAAAAAAHys/fhcq_quXXPA/s400/img005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650378016360898066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a boy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QVjRXGkbFEE/TmosZKTdRWI/AAAAAAAAHyc/erRR2Wy675A/s1600/IMG_0070.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QVjRXGkbFEE/TmosZKTdRWI/AAAAAAAAHyc/erRR2Wy675A/s400/IMG_0070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650377493264024930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wanted to make the "boy" news special for the kids. On the way home from the ultrasound, I stopped by the party store to pick up baby blue plates, napkins, and balloons. I also told everyone they had to wear a blue shirt at supper, although they didn't know why. Ryan took the kids in the other room while I decorated the table. I said, &lt;i&gt;"Surprise! Guess what?"&lt;/i&gt; Tornado was the first one to say,&lt;i&gt; "It's a boy!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wzTEBLEnKE0/Tmop-HWbw8I/AAAAAAAAHyE/2vN7H-TS8js/s1600/ultrasound.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wzTEBLEnKE0/Tmop-HWbw8I/AAAAAAAAHyE/2vN7H-TS8js/s400/ultrasound.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650374829591479234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They were laughing and glowing at the ultrasound pictures. (I mean, a picture of a baby "weiner" - how fun is that!) I love that all along they didn't care whether it was going to be a boy or a girl. There was a little bit of discussion about wanting a girl to even things up, but mostly it was unanimous that we all just wanted another addition to our family, no matter what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm really happy that our boy will get to be friends with the 3 youngest cousins (all boys!) in our family (2 on my side, 1 on Ryan's). Get excited: R, P, and K; a new friend is on the way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5FgBRMVz-k/Tmoo5yUxsLI/AAAAAAAAHx8/f25DhjFo60I/s1600/IMG_0089.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5FgBRMVz-k/Tmoo5yUxsLI/AAAAAAAAHx8/f25DhjFo60I/s400/IMG_0089.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650373655716278450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;happy smiles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bGTDxF5QkXE/Tmoo5maM7ZI/AAAAAAAAHx0/hdu6ebBUvPk/s1600/IMG_0088.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bGTDxF5QkXE/Tmoo5maM7ZI/AAAAAAAAHx0/hdu6ebBUvPk/s400/IMG_0088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650373652517809554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sissy was jumping up and down, squealing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6OZdWytpQ4E/TmosYxZ9v2I/AAAAAAAAHyU/sDzSMQp2OPE/s1600/IMG_0094.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6OZdWytpQ4E/TmosYxZ9v2I/AAAAAAAAHyU/sDzSMQp2OPE/s400/IMG_0094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650377486580432738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We enjoyed our meal together while we talked about names, etc. They have suggested some really sweet ideas with such sincerity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5khdeueaEgo/TmYwhINA0BI/AAAAAAAAHv8/O-kAObwh1RI/s1600/outfits.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5khdeueaEgo/TmYwhINA0BI/AAAAAAAAHv8/O-kAObwh1RI/s400/outfits.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649256128278745106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After supper, we drove to Old Navy and let the kids each pick out an outfit for the baby. Sissy went with sweet owls, Dash chose Superman, and Tornado picked Star Wars. I think they made great choices.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-5012886023265289132?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/5012886023265289132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=5012886023265289132' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/5012886023265289132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/5012886023265289132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/09/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mTLGWOPkMZw/Tll2vnSHkrI/AAAAAAAAHuk/dQLsoEeDt5M/s72-c/IMG_9030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-2916328150718961731</id><published>2011-08-26T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T16:45:05.335-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekly Wrap-Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude Community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeschool Mother&apos;s Journal'/><title type='text'>Homeschool Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In my life this week (actually the past 2 weeks)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In general, the past 2 weeks have been going pretty well. I've been going, going, going, and my brain is forced to shut down by 8:00 p.m. every night (or usually sooner than that!). I wish I could make myself blog after the kids go to bed, but I can't summon the energy. I want to start blogging more, though, because it's good accountability for me. I like to go back to see what we've worked on and accomplished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In our homeschool the past 2 weeks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got back into full-time school mode. We didn't take a full vacation from schooling this summer, although we did cut way back. Tornado worked part way through a &lt;i&gt;Saxon Math&lt;/i&gt; book and practiced reading aloud to me. He also worked on many other workbooks just because he enjoys doing that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With Dash, we focused on reading aloud and his &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/u/Flash-Kids-Sightwords-Phonics/379002078/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Flash Kids Sight Words&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; workbook, which he actually finished today. The kids also did lessons almost daily on &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.time4learning.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Time4Learning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. We really think a lot of this online program (which costs us about $15 per child, although it looks like it has gone up in price a little). It provides a lot of instruction for the boys who love being on the computer. Many times the kids will repeat back something to me, and I'll ask WHERE they learned that because I didn't remember teaching it to them. They'll tell me it was on &lt;i&gt;Time4Learning&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Helpful homeschooling tips or advice to share...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't tips or advice. I'm just going to share what we are doing this school year. Some of the curriculum was chosen by their homeschool co-op, where they are taking classes and I am teaching. So far, I'm happy with everything we're doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(17, 17, 17); line-height: 22px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tornado, my 11 year old:&lt;/b&gt; From co-op: &lt;i&gt;Abeka American History, Apologia Science: Flying Creatures, &lt;a href="http://www.touchmath.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TouchMath&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.bartonreading.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Barton Reading &amp;amp; Spelling&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, and Abeka Phonics &amp;amp; Spelling/Poetry. He is also taking p.e. and thinking skills classes at our co-op (changing to art and Spanish next semester). In addition at home: &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/MindWare-Analogy-Challenges-Level-A/dp/1892069776"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MindWare Analogy Challenges&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, Saxon Math, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Language-Arts-Grade-4-Spectrum/dp/0769653049"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spectrum Grade 4 Language Arts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Making-Sense-Your-Senses-Processing/dp/157224836X"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Making Sense of Your Senses&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, and&lt;i&gt; Time4Learning&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dash, my 6 year old:&lt;/b&gt; From co-op: &lt;i&gt;Saxon Math&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Abeka Phonics &amp;amp; Spelling/Poetry&lt;/i&gt;. His other co-op classes include: Spanish, thinking skills, p.e., math club, storytime, and art. In addition at home: Time4Learning, &lt;a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/let-s-learn-how-to-read-understand-first-grade?store=kids&amp;amp;aud=juv"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let's Learn How to Read and Understand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;Abeka Science&lt;/i&gt;. He also started taking piano lessons two weeks ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sissy&lt;/b&gt; will be attending preschool full time this year! Ah! I'll miss my sweet little girl (who declared yesterday, "I just love you so much; I don't want to go downstairs without you," when I told her to go on down 5 minutes ahead of me. She is my literal shadow and the narrator of our lives. We definitely don't want her to be away everyday, BUT she is going to have the best time. It's going to be so good for her, and I will be able to focus on the boys' education. (I've warned her that she's going to have to expect lots of Mommy cuddle time when she gets home every afternoon.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;My favorite thing this week...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;There were just some special moments I experienced at homeschool co-op this week. Moments when I was able to take a deep breath and sigh with relief and happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;A special party we had with the kids. I'll try to post pictures this weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;I enjoyed talking to an old friend from college (who was a groomsman in our wedding) on the phone. That rarely happens. He has been going through the same experience I did nine years ago (thyroid cancer). We were also able to talk about a situation we have in common with our oldest sons. It was nice to converse with someone who not only knew Ryan and me "back then," but who can also relate to us now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;Tornado has been HILARIOUS lately. He has been cracking us up. He's been (unintentionally, I think) throwing around little figures of speech or funny slang in normal conversation. I laugh so hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; " &gt;&lt;b&gt;Places we're going and people we're seeing...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;This weekend we hope to go swimming at least once since there aren't going to be too many more opportunities this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;I'm having a terrible care of the travel bug lately. Must go on trip soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;We actually went to a flea market this week. This was Tornado's special treat for doing so well in school. Seriously, it's what he wanted to do more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Questions/thoughts I have:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking around for the best typing instruction/program for my 11 year old who has certain fine motor issues/handwriting issues. Does anyone have any recommendations? Or maybe this is too soon for him. I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;I've also considered ordering one of the Brain Therapy type computer programs (like &lt;a href="https://www.brainbuilder.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brain Builder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) for him. Anyone have any thoughts or knowledge on these?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; " &gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm grateful for...(#376-380 on my Gratitude List)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;good news I received this week, my husband helping to keep things running around here, the special situation we have with our wonderful homeschool co-op, how close (!!!) the school is to our house, and our dogs. (Seriously, because one of them has been a little annoying lately. But THEN...the other night, Ghetti was slumped over on their bed next to Roni. Ryan and I were watching t.v. on the couch in the dark, so I could barely see them. I asked, "Is she okay?" He got up to check on her, and she wasn't moving. He freaked out, and I jumped up and freaked out. He shook her with his hand, and FINALLY she moved. We think she was just in such a deep sleep. Regardless, we cuddled with them for the rest of the evening. FREAKED us out.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; " &gt;&lt;b&gt;A photo, video, link, or quote to share...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 15px; color: rgb(17, 17, 17); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.467em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xiniOBFuKZQ/TlfaZbVTebI/AAAAAAAAHuc/Ta8vVdu-6aM/s1600/IMG_9979.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xiniOBFuKZQ/TlfaZbVTebI/AAAAAAAAHuc/Ta8vVdu-6aM/s400/IMG_9979.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645220788300904882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;First day of homeschool co-op last week! The boys were both ready to go. And little Orca attended with Tornado to keep him company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 15px; color: rgb(17, 17, 17); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.467em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zh-Q_Rd6R8w/TlfaY_hTJmI/AAAAAAAAHuU/TvjIIXgeZow/s1600/IMG_9995.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zh-Q_Rd6R8w/TlfaY_hTJmI/AAAAAAAAHuU/TvjIIXgeZow/s400/IMG_9995.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645220780835022434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Our first full day back with our &lt;a href="http://www.workboxsystem.com/"&gt;Workbox System&lt;/a&gt; was the next day (and as you can see they are still wearing the same shirts). We will do two days workboxes, two days homeschool co-op, plus Fridays for catch-up (Tornado will be having lots of homework this year.) and cleaning. I was so happy when I woke up to find the boys were already busy working through their drawers! (Here, Tornado had to complete certain Time4Learning lessons as one of his assignments.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 15px; color: rgb(17, 17, 17); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.467em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QW6HeWvj6V8/TlfaYmHtcwI/AAAAAAAAHuM/i8ag-EeSr24/s1600/IMG_9998.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QW6HeWvj6V8/TlfaYmHtcwI/AAAAAAAAHuM/i8ag-EeSr24/s400/IMG_9998.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645220774016807682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(17, 17, 17); line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.467em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Bed head and all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(17, 17, 17); line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Linkin' Up:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thehomeschoolchick.com/2011/08/i-homeschool-whats-your-superpower/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The Homeschool Chick: The Homeschool Mother's Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(17, 17, 17); line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.467em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weirdunsocializedhomeschoolers.com/2011/08/weekly-wrap-up-anniversary-edition.html"&gt;Weird, Unsocialized Homeschoolers: Weekly Wrap-Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-2916328150718961731?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/2916328150718961731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=2916328150718961731' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/2916328150718961731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/2916328150718961731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/08/homeschool-journal_7013.html' title='Homeschool Journal'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xiniOBFuKZQ/TlfaZbVTebI/AAAAAAAAHuc/Ta8vVdu-6aM/s72-c/IMG_9979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-1764335195305308983</id><published>2011-08-25T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T14:05:14.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='field trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arkansas'/><title type='text'>Some of Our Days Lately</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;One Day Two Weeks Ago&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H0ZKkto35eE/TlUQEuaDBRI/AAAAAAAAHuE/Z1FuGprmXd0/s1600/IMG_9921.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H0ZKkto35eE/TlUQEuaDBRI/AAAAAAAAHuE/Z1FuGprmXd0/s400/IMG_9921.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644435381341586706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sister and her kids came to stay with my parents for the week. She is still getting back into the swings of things after their wreck, and it was great for her to relax at "home" for awhile. And we loved, as always, spending time with them. One day we went to the River Market in downtown Little Rock.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7TPyTTE44uY/TlUQDzauNLI/AAAAAAAAHt8/Svk7v746NnU/s1600/IMG_9928.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7TPyTTE44uY/TlUQDzauNLI/AAAAAAAAHt8/Svk7v746NnU/s400/IMG_9928.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644435365506725042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids played in the splash fountain nearby at Peabody Park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, August 14&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GchIBw2rBrg/TlKe6YmuffI/AAAAAAAAHt0/matK-dttHbk/s1600/IMG_9955.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GchIBw2rBrg/TlKe6YmuffI/AAAAAAAAHt0/matK-dttHbk/s400/IMG_9955.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643748008923135474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We headed up to Branson to celebrate my Grandpa's 91st birthday party. The kids all gathered around their great-grandfather while we sang and he blew out the candles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0iNraDvy07Y/TlKe6O5hlcI/AAAAAAAAHts/kEsuJ4NVDNk/s1600/IMG_9958.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0iNraDvy07Y/TlKe6O5hlcI/AAAAAAAAHts/kEsuJ4NVDNk/s400/IMG_9958.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643748006317626818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hug from Sis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oEQHm796G34/TlJ1UUmlJCI/AAAAAAAAHtk/bp2Jg5yRvJM/s1600/IMG_9954.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oEQHm796G34/TlJ1UUmlJCI/AAAAAAAAHtk/bp2Jg5yRvJM/s400/IMG_9954.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643702275037013026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These girls were inseparable all day. They are like sisters - they love each other dearly but squabble a lot, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iVKB__HtnhI/TlJ1UEe0v0I/AAAAAAAAHtU/vCl1pkwERN8/s1600/IMG_9972.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iVKB__HtnhI/TlJ1UEe0v0I/AAAAAAAAHtU/vCl1pkwERN8/s400/IMG_9972.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643702270709514050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Older Cousin G was very sweet about playing with and entertaining the little girls all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O9UKXHriy_4/TlJ1UFGYbvI/AAAAAAAAHtc/XiwNJwT7g84/s1600/IMG_9966.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O9UKXHriy_4/TlJ1UFGYbvI/AAAAAAAAHtc/XiwNJwT7g84/s400/IMG_9966.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643702270875430642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These two guys - Dash and Cousin O were inseparable all day, as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l-Q2ihTJs_o/TlJ1TUJZ9bI/AAAAAAAAHtE/-Cb70EIn8y0/s1600/IMG_9975.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l-Q2ihTJs_o/TlJ1TUJZ9bI/AAAAAAAAHtE/-Cb70EIn8y0/s400/IMG_9975.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643702257734776242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm glad that they are friends. The times we spend at my brother's house are some of our most enjoyable times we ever have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gdTrmHrAWac/TlJ1T2KSPZI/AAAAAAAAHtM/WgcMrUpfAYw/s1600/IMG_9974.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gdTrmHrAWac/TlJ1T2KSPZI/AAAAAAAAHtM/WgcMrUpfAYw/s400/IMG_9974.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643702266865270162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uncle Chuck, reading to the biggest ham in our family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, August 18&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9sdE3bHCusk/TlJtHl4ARGI/AAAAAAAAHs8/T2Ccv31sQZs/s1600/IMG_0006.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9sdE3bHCusk/TlJtHl4ARGI/AAAAAAAAHs8/T2Ccv31sQZs/s400/IMG_0006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643693260242175074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the first full week of official homeschooling for us this year, complete with our two days at our homeschool co-op. Sissy won't be attending full time this year, as she will begin another preschool next week. But she had fun going with me today since I am teaching K-4 this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aGzlk2NAzJQ/TlJtHf469VI/AAAAAAAAHs0/wFsg_yaLDnk/s1600/IMG_0008.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aGzlk2NAzJQ/TlJtHf469VI/AAAAAAAAHs0/wFsg_yaLDnk/s400/IMG_0008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643693258635408722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;her sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UQaYD5CERwo/TlJr6ZpvLAI/AAAAAAAAHss/hTarMzIKlDg/s1600/IMG_0009.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UQaYD5CERwo/TlJr6ZpvLAI/AAAAAAAAHss/hTarMzIKlDg/s400/IMG_0009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643691934111181826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This afternoon we finally made it to the &lt;i&gt;Smurfs&lt;/i&gt; movie. Dash made the sweet decision on his own to wear his Smurf t-shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, August 19&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RYUjW7PAqu8/TlJr6BKSygI/AAAAAAAAHsk/RN7vJdr2MSQ/s1600/IMG_0020.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RYUjW7PAqu8/TlJr6BKSygI/AAAAAAAAHsk/RN7vJdr2MSQ/s400/IMG_0020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643691927536847362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When I came up to tuck the boys into bed, I found them cuddled together in the same chair in their room. I always love seeing them like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, August 21&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-16yK3PynbVQ/TlJr56Y2dAI/AAAAAAAAHsc/xGJuuAAjb3s/s1600/IMG_0044.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-16yK3PynbVQ/TlJr56Y2dAI/AAAAAAAAHsc/xGJuuAAjb3s/s400/IMG_0044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643691925718856706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today we spent the day in Hot Springs. Super fun family day. Our primary reason for the 1 hour/15 minute trip was to check out the fairly new vegan restaurant. We walked away pleased! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tornado always wants me to take silly pictures of him, and he really liked this pose. I would usually choose the picture of him smiling sweetly with his "Brownie Madness," but with respect to Tornado's favorite type of photo, I give you this one instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rDqNp-ey3Z0/TlJr5o-mJDI/AAAAAAAAHsU/0DevQkfOTaQ/s1600/IMG_0060.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rDqNp-ey3Z0/TlJr5o-mJDI/AAAAAAAAHsU/0DevQkfOTaQ/s400/IMG_0060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643691921045333042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We walked around downtown for a little while, and the boys couldn't pass by the shop with the giant King Kong-like ape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dNlMyD_xnIk/TlJr5ZDxcaI/AAAAAAAAHsM/VGAFbN1uOSY/s1600/IMG_0048.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dNlMyD_xnIk/TlJr5ZDxcaI/AAAAAAAAHsM/VGAFbN1uOSY/s400/IMG_0048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643691916772077986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also walked by one of the hot spring outlets and walked up the trail that looks over the city for awhile. This water is so hot that you can't leave your finger in it for more than a second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-1764335195305308983?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/1764335195305308983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=1764335195305308983' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/1764335195305308983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/1764335195305308983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/08/some-of-our-days-lately.html' title='Some of Our Days Lately'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H0ZKkto35eE/TlUQEuaDBRI/AAAAAAAAHuE/Z1FuGprmXd0/s72-c/IMG_9921.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-7701283357060371968</id><published>2011-08-12T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T14:41:16.077-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><title type='text'>Upon Returning From Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, July 25&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1_UjZUR1UPE/TjtMR6Hq8aI/AAAAAAAAHrk/4MvpzSMOLY8/s1600/IMG_9860.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1_UjZUR1UPE/TjtMR6Hq8aI/AAAAAAAAHrk/4MvpzSMOLY8/s400/IMG_9860.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637183229127225762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sissy had her first day of &lt;i&gt;Cinderella&lt;/i&gt; ballet camp this week. Obviously, she loves it. She loves to do nothing more than dance. And add it to my list of failures as a mother: I forgot to take her on her 2nd day. &lt;i&gt;Just forgot.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, July 26&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yt01mUZNvo8/TjtMRf_JB-I/AAAAAAAAHrc/c11xYB5pFsQ/s1600/IMG_9862.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yt01mUZNvo8/TjtMRf_JB-I/AAAAAAAAHrc/c11xYB5pFsQ/s400/IMG_9862.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637183222112126946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dash had his second-to-the-last day of hip-hop class tonight. The kid loves to "break dance" and do the Irish Jig, etc. He asks regularly to take tap dancing lessons - or something similar. So we thought that "hip-hop" might be a good choice for him. His earnestness during class is adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maybe Wednesday, July 27&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrZmTJX7Lzk/TjtMRAve9xI/AAAAAAAAHrU/6WYeJQudieo/s1600/IMG_9879.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrZmTJX7Lzk/TjtMRAve9xI/AAAAAAAAHrU/6WYeJQudieo/s400/IMG_9879.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637183213724956434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sissy was THRILLED with the results of taking her hair out of her braids today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;One Day This Week, Maybe Thursday or Friday? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QhV3YF8Z3_A/TjtMRPxYkDI/AAAAAAAAHrM/XPD3logRFJA/s1600/IMG_9880.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QhV3YF8Z3_A/TjtMRPxYkDI/AAAAAAAAHrM/XPD3logRFJA/s400/IMG_9880.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637183217759457330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The kids walked around outside with their rainboots and umbrellas today - for quite awhile. It was so muggy and humid outside, my camera immediately fogged up when I took it outside, hence the fogginess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, July 30&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g5BDGERdKy0/TjtMQ4JAtvI/AAAAAAAAHrE/J9IAQcBItcg/s1600/IMG_9883.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g5BDGERdKy0/TjtMQ4JAtvI/AAAAAAAAHrE/J9IAQcBItcg/s400/IMG_9883.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637183211416106738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Lego tower Dash has been working on the past couple of days finally reached the ceiling.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, July 31&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ISa4QjdnQxE/TjtKbfZWiYI/AAAAAAAAHq8/lWXrV0IC-F4/s1600/IMG_9888.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ISa4QjdnQxE/TjtKbfZWiYI/AAAAAAAAHq8/lWXrV0IC-F4/s400/IMG_9888.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637181194729064834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sissy requested that she and I &lt;i&gt;"make something together."&lt;/i&gt; I think about how often my oldest child and I cooked together; he sat on the counter with me almost every time I cooked for almost five years. And how infrequent it is now that one child gets to do that with me alone. (There are usually two others begging to be involved, as well.) Therefore, she and I baked chocolate chip cookies. And she got to lick the beater all by herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJK6Zx8UWUw/TjtKbOC8kCI/AAAAAAAAHq0/u3i_ai9A_kk/s1600/IMG_9893.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJK6Zx8UWUw/TjtKbOC8kCI/AAAAAAAAHq0/u3i_ai9A_kk/s400/IMG_9893.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637181190071685154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Googie and Papaw came over to visit. Papaw brought little wooden airplanes over for the boys and went outside with them to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, August 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6cPFYQljOoQ/TjtKa3c6vPI/AAAAAAAAHqs/66z3w_Asqy4/s1600/IMG_9894.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6cPFYQljOoQ/TjtKa3c6vPI/AAAAAAAAHqs/66z3w_Asqy4/s400/IMG_9894.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637181184006601970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They had a morning of "making potions." &lt;i&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/i&gt; Kool-Aid packets, hotel lotions/shampoos, etc., water, baking soda, and vinegar. They also stirred around and dissolved some of those biodegradable packing peanuts.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0M_5PUreodU/TjtKahfRYFI/AAAAAAAAHqk/OyFztsymeTk/s1600/IMG_9896.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0M_5PUreodU/TjtKahfRYFI/AAAAAAAAHqk/OyFztsymeTk/s400/IMG_9896.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637181178110894162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what all of their potions pretty much looked like.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-53_ZGO-o2fo/TjtKaeAoRcI/AAAAAAAAHqc/_gdhC46BfTU/s1600/IMG_9899.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-53_ZGO-o2fo/TjtKaeAoRcI/AAAAAAAAHqc/_gdhC46BfTU/s400/IMG_9899.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637181177177064898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yee8UeyLPU/TjtHmpD75FI/AAAAAAAAHqU/rNH6VSfwDUU/s1600/IMG_9900.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2yee8UeyLPU/TjtHmpD75FI/AAAAAAAAHqU/rNH6VSfwDUU/s400/IMG_9900.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637178087767270482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I also finally blew up the kid pool I had bought a couple of weeks ago. I even got in it with them because it's actually pretty deep.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;I can sit in it with the water up to my chest. The only bad thing about such depth is I wouldn't let them play in it alone outside, and I never want to stay outside as long as they do. But they played in it two different times today before they dished out all of the water for the plants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, August 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s2fqDoIWY48/TjtHmass9ZI/AAAAAAAAHqM/voS5byM0IiI/s1600/IMG_9905.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s2fqDoIWY48/TjtHmass9ZI/AAAAAAAAHqM/voS5byM0IiI/s400/IMG_9905.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637178083911726482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Dash's "big thing" lately. So far, it hasn't gotten old for him to do it repeatedly to us - and for anyone who comes over. Another one of his "big things" lately: &lt;i&gt;"Watch how long I can hold my breath." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_NHX1ds581Y/TjtHmIozekI/AAAAAAAAHqE/k16WUPacwjQ/s1600/IMG_9906.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_NHX1ds581Y/TjtHmIozekI/AAAAAAAAHqE/k16WUPacwjQ/s400/IMG_9906.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637178079063538242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, Dash decided he wanted to play "department store." So all on his own, he started carrying things out of the kitchen up to his room. This is what he organized on his chair. (Unfortunately, we did find an &lt;i&gt;Earth Balance&lt;/i&gt; in his room the next day - or so - that had to be tossed out.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bLrTxf5mOdM/TjtHl6VCFYI/AAAAAAAAHp8/LXqL8JRszSg/s1600/IMG_9907.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bLrTxf5mOdM/TjtHl6VCFYI/AAAAAAAAHp8/LXqL8JRszSg/s400/IMG_9907.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637178075222513026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And he took some of his clothes out of his closet and displayed them around the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2uHoyjgerRM/TjtHlkWZc2I/AAAAAAAAHp0/DRGYD8KI2J4/s1600/IMG_9908.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2uHoyjgerRM/TjtHlkWZc2I/AAAAAAAAHp0/DRGYD8KI2J4/s400/IMG_9908.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637178069322658658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He set up his cash register, and Sissy and I "shopped."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, August 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No pictures today, but we went to Little Rock for Tornado's dentist appointment. We had to wait for an hour and a half, which was very tedious. Thankfully, they had cartoons in the waiting room. Next, we bought a few essentials, including supper to eat in the car at Whole Foods, then headed to Wild River Country, where we met Daddy. We didn't get there until 5:30, but it was still so muggy and hot, I was huffing and puffing by the time we made it up the hill and all of the steps. I thought I was going to have a panic attack because the air going through my nose to breathe was so hot, it felt like no air was going in. When you stay inside everyday, you forget how hot it is &lt;i&gt;out&lt;/i&gt;side. We cooled off as soon as we started playing in the water, though, and we had a really nice time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;One Day Soon After&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pZYH2CQzzNg/TkWV87HUGHI/AAAAAAAAHr0/sxENLBA6j3o/s1600/IMG_9919.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pZYH2CQzzNg/TkWV87HUGHI/AAAAAAAAHr0/sxENLBA6j3o/s400/IMG_9919.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640078982244472946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of the kids' summer activities ended, and it was pretty nice to look forward to another couple of weeks free before school starts. This ample free time lended itself to Mommy staying in bed until 8:30-9 every morning. What a life! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, one morning, apparently the boys watched &lt;i&gt;Home Alone&lt;/i&gt;, which was showing on &lt;i&gt;directv.&lt;/i&gt; I'm not upset by this, but I wouldn't have let them watch it, had they asked. (Bad language, etc.) This has prompted us to hide the Netflix remote before we go to bed at night and to REMIND them that they are only allowed to watch the pre-selected DVR&lt;i&gt;ed&lt;/i&gt; shows without permission.) Anyway, they thought it was HILARIOUS, I guess. The rest of the day, Dash kept setting up booby traps. Such as the one above. He thought we might walk into the office, step onto these toys and slip. His intentions, of course, were completely humor-based, never assuming anyone would get hurt. I'm sure he was imagining it in a very over-the-top, slapstick way. He had quite an elaborate one set up in the living room, but I didn't get a picture of that one. Of course, I had to pretend like I was falling down, complete with shrieking, more than once that day. He would just CACKLE. He loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-7701283357060371968?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/7701283357060371968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=7701283357060371968' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/7701283357060371968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/7701283357060371968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/08/upon-returning-from-vacation.html' title='Upon Returning From Vacation'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1_UjZUR1UPE/TjtMR6Hq8aI/AAAAAAAAHrk/4MvpzSMOLY8/s72-c/IMG_9860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-8583483402568255718</id><published>2011-08-04T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T09:47:23.751-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Perdido Key, Florida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We weren't planning on taking a vacation this summer. Our two youngest children's car-riding skills had worn us out, so instead I booked July with plenty of camps and classes to keep the kids busy. But &lt;i&gt;then&lt;/i&gt; my family decided they were &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; going to Florida (specifically &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Perdido&lt;/span&gt; Key, our typical beach destination as a family) together. Of course, I didn't want to miss out! Although they all headed down on Saturday, we didn't head out until Tuesday night after a couple of the kids' already paid-for activities were completed. We planned on leaving at 6, as soon as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dash's&lt;/span&gt; class was over. However, it was more like 8:30 when we were on our way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our plan was for Ryan to drive until he got tired - probably around midnight, then find a hotel and finish the rest of the 10 hour drive the next day. We told my family to expect us around 2:00 p.m. on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4NXBlW8Xe88/TjMu5CL7qmI/AAAAAAAAHoE/HxOgjS2fYiw/s1600/IMG_9675.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4NXBlW8Xe88/TjMu5CL7qmI/AAAAAAAAHoE/HxOgjS2fYiw/s400/IMG_9675.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634899116144962146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Except I'd barely peek an eye open around 1 a.m., 2 a.m., etc. to discover Ryan was still driving. We'd talk a little, he'd assure me he was wide awake, then I'd snooze a little more while he got back to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;audiobooks&lt;/span&gt; he was captivated with (the &lt;i&gt;John Carter from Mars&lt;/i&gt; series). When I peeked at the dashboard clock at 3:30 p.m., I smiled over at him, knowing, &lt;i&gt;"That stinker is going to drive the whole way!"&lt;/i&gt; It really was pretty nice with the kids sleeping soundly in the back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made it to the Pensacola area around 6:45, just in time for the kids to wake up and make a gas station/restroom stop. They were so excited, obviously, to discover the change in plans. We didn't know exactly what to do, though, because we couldn't check into our condo until later that day. And we didn't want to wake up my family by calling. We found a public parking spot near (but actually not that near) my family's condo, changed into our bathing suits in the car, and walked down the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tornado, above, made about 10 of these stops during our walk. All he ever really wants to do at the ocean is play in the sand. We'd have to keep ushering him on down the beach, or he would have found a spot to plop down and stayed there all day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told him the story of going to the beach when he was really little. The whole way he chanted, &lt;i&gt;"Go beach! Beach!"&lt;/i&gt; We felt terrible when we arrived after dark. So I decided to walk down to the ocean with him, anyway, to reward his patience/excitement. We walked off the boardwalk, and he plopped right down in the sand. I tried to tell him we weren't really at the beach/ocean yet, and we should keep walking. But he felt sand, and he was content.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3w6DWiSwiUE/TjMu4w65K3I/AAAAAAAAHn8/mLPlA5mdqek/s1600/IMG_9676.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3w6DWiSwiUE/TjMu4w65K3I/AAAAAAAAHn8/mLPlA5mdqek/s400/IMG_9676.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634899111510092658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dash, on the other hand, wasted no time jumping headfirst into the waves. We had kind of told them we weren't going to get wet yet in case we were going to go inside the condo. And it wasn't really that warm out yet. That kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AIAlQzoKGO0/TjdFQv3fifI/AAAAAAAAHpM/5kOSRRKT29U/s1600/IMG_9677.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AIAlQzoKGO0/TjdFQv3fifI/AAAAAAAAHpM/5kOSRRKT29U/s400/IMG_9677.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636049612706908658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; my Mom around 7:30 a.m. and told them we were getting ready to leave our hotel and get on the road soon, etc. She asked where we were. I told her to look out her balcony. This is part of the crew greeting us from their 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; floor room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KYJwEZHPqLg/TjMu4hHWDDI/AAAAAAAAHn0/nBalvzdqr0I/s1600/IMG_9673.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KYJwEZHPqLg/TjMu4hHWDDI/AAAAAAAAHn0/nBalvzdqr0I/s400/IMG_9673.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634899107267349554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My husband still looks HOT after spending a whole night driving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 4 bedroom condo my family stayed in - &lt;i&gt;Indigo&lt;/i&gt; - was very nice, and it had the best pools of any place we've ever stayed in Florida. We had gotten a 2 bedroom condo at &lt;i&gt;Caribbean East&lt;/i&gt;, which was just a couple of buildings away - an easy walk or drive over to theirs. Being the&lt;i&gt; Super 8/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Econo&lt;/span&gt; Lodge-&lt;/i&gt;staying people that we are, we felt majorly extravagant with such &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;accommodations&lt;/span&gt; and space. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got to spend all day Wednesday through check out on Saturday morning. Here are some of the pictures of our fun time with our family of 18:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zJHVZpoErWo/TjMtQXvl8vI/AAAAAAAAHns/WUq_-lNvfW4/s1600/IMG_9684.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zJHVZpoErWo/TjMtQXvl8vI/AAAAAAAAHns/WUq_-lNvfW4/s400/IMG_9684.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634897318045414130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We didn't even plan the girls' coordinating bathing suits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ugNmOYXV30/TjMtQF95b0I/AAAAAAAAHnk/QLKgSPOPP1w/s1600/IMG_9687.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ugNmOYXV30/TjMtQF95b0I/AAAAAAAAHnk/QLKgSPOPP1w/s400/IMG_9687.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634897313273573186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We loved the shallow end of the pool for the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1mUmO68VUC0/TjcuqQFwYaI/AAAAAAAAHpE/bDbRpcHkQHc/s1600/IMG_9742.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1mUmO68VUC0/TjcuqQFwYaI/AAAAAAAAHpE/bDbRpcHkQHc/s400/IMG_9742.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636024762085958050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt Tracy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y-ul1FHZ2tI/TjcuqElO7qI/AAAAAAAAHo8/nrn_F4VpW80/s1600/IMG_9749.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y-ul1FHZ2tI/TjcuqElO7qI/AAAAAAAAHo8/nrn_F4VpW80/s400/IMG_9749.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636024758996758178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousin C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FeLnb5no6Y/TjcsnMdd_KI/AAAAAAAAHo0/Elj5GWWic3c/s1600/IMG_9733.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4FeLnb5no6Y/TjcsnMdd_KI/AAAAAAAAHo0/Elj5GWWic3c/s400/IMG_9733.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636022510548810914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tornado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iI_Q_JXzryA/Tjcsm7eoBfI/AAAAAAAAHos/9Y1zr9KdZ04/s1600/IMG_9786.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iI_Q_JXzryA/Tjcsm7eoBfI/AAAAAAAAHos/9Y1zr9KdZ04/s400/IMG_9786.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636022505990260210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sissy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--misyEY4Lpc/TjcqWh0KCXI/AAAAAAAAHoU/NjVk2CrgvS8/s1600/IMG_9785.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--misyEY4Lpc/TjcqWh0KCXI/AAAAAAAAHoU/NjVk2CrgvS8/s400/IMG_9785.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636020025200085362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousin G&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gd-yHM3__Ag/TjMtPziSYWI/AAAAAAAAHnc/bNhUl8r4F-g/s1600/IMG_9729.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gd-yHM3__Ag/TjMtPziSYWI/AAAAAAAAHnc/bNhUl8r4F-g/s400/IMG_9729.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634897308325929314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tornado was special buddies this week with his 2 year old boy cousins. They liked to slide down the little sandy hills over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vxmdToM4_kk/TjMtPrBb88I/AAAAAAAAHnU/PCOWfgQGfd0/s1600/IMG_9736.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vxmdToM4_kk/TjMtPrBb88I/AAAAAAAAHnU/PCOWfgQGfd0/s400/IMG_9736.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634897306040660930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousin P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JpQ4Qw3cDXI/TjMtPYxekCI/AAAAAAAAHnM/v-w4_WlI7YE/s1600/IMG_9747.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JpQ4Qw3cDXI/TjMtPYxekCI/AAAAAAAAHnM/v-w4_WlI7YE/s400/IMG_9747.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634897301141884962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These two (Dash and Cousin O) are great pals and very brave in the water together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p7qKBzDJ8vQ/TjMqdhv0EDI/AAAAAAAAHnE/lTP99W2lOCo/s1600/IMG_9739.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p7qKBzDJ8vQ/TjMqdhv0EDI/AAAAAAAAHnE/lTP99W2lOCo/s400/IMG_9739.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634894245534109746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YvqsJevj9Jk/TjMqdUpXm2I/AAAAAAAAHm8/9xx00olWiWo/s1600/IMG_9780.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YvqsJevj9Jk/TjMqdUpXm2I/AAAAAAAAHm8/9xx00olWiWo/s400/IMG_9780.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634894242017418082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy and Dash, riding the waves in. I think there is no better vacation for my 6 year old; he would live at the beach if he could. He made great improvements in his swimming abilities this week. On the way home, he asked if we could go to &lt;i&gt;Wild River Country&lt;/i&gt; (our local water park) the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eOxNRImrkdc/TjMqdBDizkI/AAAAAAAAHm0/C_SMdlx1CqY/s1600/IMG_9783.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eOxNRImrkdc/TjMqdBDizkI/AAAAAAAAHm0/C_SMdlx1CqY/s400/IMG_9783.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634894236758494786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousin R&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YEZgNB_fen0/TjMqc_dwYyI/AAAAAAAAHms/SnpZ5Rzxg30/s1600/IMG_9804.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YEZgNB_fen0/TjMqc_dwYyI/AAAAAAAAHms/SnpZ5Rzxg30/s400/IMG_9804.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634894236331565858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;last night on the beach pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wzSCC2N2XEI/TjcsmoILl-I/AAAAAAAAHok/CMJBF1TDV7A/s1600/IMG_9798.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wzSCC2N2XEI/TjcsmoILl-I/AAAAAAAAHok/CMJBF1TDV7A/s400/IMG_9798.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636022500795848674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my kids with Papaw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NH5hYRwZyJs/TjcsmFHHU1I/AAAAAAAAHoc/XeHvuVrvwEc/s1600/IMG_9812.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NH5hYRwZyJs/TjcsmFHHU1I/AAAAAAAAHoc/XeHvuVrvwEc/s400/IMG_9812.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636022491396133714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PMl50_sHIFM/TjMqciKxQzI/AAAAAAAAHmk/2IykugJektU/s1600/IMG_9839.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PMl50_sHIFM/TjMqciKxQzI/AAAAAAAAHmk/2IykugJektU/s400/IMG_9839.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634894228467303218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My birthday happened this week. We enjoyed a great meal together in my family's condo, complete with chocolate mousse pies. (As usual, I wrote about the food on our trip on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.veganandsoforth.blogspot.com"&gt;my other blog&lt;/a&gt;.) I was gifted with sweet, wonderful presents, and my birthday wish of playing &lt;i&gt;Catch Phrase&lt;/i&gt; with the adults (after the kids went to sleep) was fulfilled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We wished we could stay a few more days. Check-out time seemed to come too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XhbXcouf894/TjdFfVVRkBI/AAAAAAAAHpc/M_I8tcRBDhg/s1600/wrecked%2Bcar.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XhbXcouf894/TjdFfVVRkBI/AAAAAAAAHpc/M_I8tcRBDhg/s400/wrecked%2Bcar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636049863282102290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Though it isn't entirely my story to tell...it becomes &lt;i&gt;my story&lt;/i&gt; as it involves 4 of my most important people. Not too far into our drive home, my mom called (&lt;i&gt;hysterical&lt;/i&gt;) because my sister Cary (driving her family) was in a wreck. Their tire blew, and control was lost. They flipped several times, across both lanes of traffic, the median, and both lanes of oncoming traffic, onto the far opposite shoulder. It was the understanding that Cary and the kids were okay, but Andy (my brother-in-law) was bleeding from the head and would be taken by ambulance to the ER. As the other 3 cars in our caravan, which were all separated by 1-4 hours each, became determined to make it to the hospital in Mississippi, apparently all four of them were taken in 2 different ambulances. I sort of sat in a trance in the car, no longer able to read my books...because by then, who cares about &lt;i&gt;the four seasons of marriage&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Shania&lt;/span&gt; Twain's career in music&lt;/i&gt; when my little sister, her partner in life, and these two 3 ft. tall chunks of my heart are scared/injured/in danger. It made us all just SICK, thinking about them rolling in their car - and what COULD have happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ztcL34p86wI/Tjq7g2eIKCI/AAAAAAAAHps/U4uXUGKRr84/s1600/cary%2Bwreck%2B2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ztcL34p86wI/Tjq7g2eIKCI/AAAAAAAAHps/U4uXUGKRr84/s400/cary%2Bwreck%2B2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637024056659683362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was sort of the scene when we finally made it to the hospital. Over ten days later, my (very pretty when not experiencing a concussion while being strapped to a backboard) sister still isn't feeling back to normal. Her corneas were scratched, she's sore, and she's reeling from the after-effects of her concussion. (If you haven't read any of her thoughts about it, &lt;a href="http://ivegotalistforthat.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-im-thankful-for.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; are some.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gUYrRpPWcGQ/Tjq7glf0LxI/AAAAAAAAHpk/WSfSpfzb0mY/s1600/andy%2Bwreck.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gUYrRpPWcGQ/Tjq7glf0LxI/AAAAAAAAHpk/WSfSpfzb0mY/s400/andy%2Bwreck.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637024052103360274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My brother-in-law (also very handsome when his face isn't scraped up and smooshed together by this headdress) is feeling better, but his head will not be back to normal for awhile. (He was kind of scalped.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was one of those moments when we were faced with the reality of how fragile and fleeting our earth lives are. Because it was one of those accidents when onlookers and doctors called it a miracle that the outcome wasn't worse. I can't say that it makes me live in fear or anything. But I do want my hug to Ryan when he gets home from his long drive (in rush hour traffic on the interstate) to linger a little bit longer now. Ya know? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm &lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/2003/06/gratitude-community/"&gt;GRATEFUL&lt;/a&gt; today that &lt;i&gt;#366&lt;/i&gt; - I have so many people in my life to love, &lt;i&gt;#367&lt;/i&gt; - my niece and nephew are young enough to forget about their experience in this wreck, &lt;i&gt;#368&lt;/i&gt; - my sister and Andy were able to walk out of the ER on their own, &lt;i&gt;#369&lt;/i&gt; - there are such a thing as beaches and the ocean, &lt;i&gt;#370&lt;/i&gt; - Ryan has vacation days, &lt;i&gt;#371&lt;/i&gt; - Ryan's job allows us to afford vacations, &lt;i&gt;#372&lt;/i&gt; - my parents want to spend beach vacations with their family, &lt;i&gt;#373&lt;/i&gt; - we had a fun evening at Wild River Country last night, #374 - there are a couple of weeks left of summer vacation, and &lt;i&gt;#375&lt;/i&gt; - there are 4 year old and 6 year old giggles taking place right now in and out of my bedcovers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-8583483402568255718?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/8583483402568255718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=8583483402568255718' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/8583483402568255718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/8583483402568255718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/08/perdido-key-florida.html' title='Perdido Key, Florida'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4NXBlW8Xe88/TjMu5CL7qmI/AAAAAAAAHoE/HxOgjS2fYiw/s72-c/IMG_9675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-1054980128024776158</id><published>2011-07-18T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:05:39.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids fun'/><title type='text'>Project: Something or Another</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Apparently &lt;i&gt;Project 365&lt;/i&gt; has morphed into "remembering to take pictures every once in awhile and then getting really behind on posting them." Here's what I've got:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, June 27-Friday July 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AveLGfB7gq0/TiNv3MeeUVI/AAAAAAAAHkM/ybJ05p-AS5o/s1600/IMG_9639.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AveLGfB7gq0/TiNv3MeeUVI/AAAAAAAAHkM/ybJ05p-AS5o/s400/IMG_9639.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630466953175781714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tornado had a wonderfully creative time at art camp this week. He attended everyday from 9-12. These mosaics were one of their projects completed in this history-based camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of his other projects included:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9M3f_jNIOIM/TiNv3KMbx8I/AAAAAAAAHkE/cNo5ffhK70Y/s1600/IMG_9640.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9M3f_jNIOIM/TiNv3KMbx8I/AAAAAAAAHkE/cNo5ffhK70Y/s400/IMG_9640.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630466952563247042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cave drawings on brown paper - I believe he drew the two long white snakes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n4Kp8bCHpwY/TiNuuptsldI/AAAAAAAAHj8/MmNP7ztFDwY/s1600/IMG_9644.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n4Kp8bCHpwY/TiNuuptsldI/AAAAAAAAHj8/MmNP7ztFDwY/s400/IMG_9644.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630465706893809106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jackson Pollack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VJYdm-PzJGo/TiNuuaM5bKI/AAAAAAAAHj0/-cY7E2xVp0U/s1600/IMG_9645.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VJYdm-PzJGo/TiNuuaM5bKI/AAAAAAAAHj0/-cY7E2xVp0U/s400/IMG_9645.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630465702729706658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Impressionism&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iD-gGWOUzZE/TiTh_ehwrLI/AAAAAAAAHkc/W_6leRMcsmI/s1600/IMG_9663.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iD-gGWOUzZE/TiTh_ehwrLI/AAAAAAAAHkc/W_6leRMcsmI/s400/IMG_9663.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630873914762636466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was his castle made from recycled materials and tape. (He says its his piggy's new home; there are plenty of little rooms and cubbies for Piggy.) The teachers spray painted the other kids' castles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--gMibCsIkq0/TiTh_H4tGqI/AAAAAAAAHkU/0Twwrab2OnA/s1600/IMG_9667.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--gMibCsIkq0/TiTh_H4tGqI/AAAAAAAAHkU/0Twwrab2OnA/s400/IMG_9667.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630873908684855970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...but Tornado told them he wanted to hand paint his castle and glue cut-out pictures on it. So that is what he did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, July 1-Sunday July 4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aChEowkPuL8/TiNqSsnmjnI/AAAAAAAAHjc/BZPSFcc2jfE/s1600/IMG_9558.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aChEowkPuL8/TiNqSsnmjnI/AAAAAAAAHjc/BZPSFcc2jfE/s400/IMG_9558.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630460828590706290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday afternoon, we headed to Illinois to visit Ryan's family for the weekend. This is how I discovered Dash and his cousin K one day. He was under the corner of the fold-out couch, playing his DS, and she crawled under there to watch him.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, July 7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GUXWG4iMudg/Th4oH7gMWvI/AAAAAAAAHjU/MVB_9OKzVBg/s1600/IMG_9571.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GUXWG4iMudg/Th4oH7gMWvI/AAAAAAAAHjU/MVB_9OKzVBg/s400/IMG_9571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628980700956613362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today I took the kids to see &lt;i&gt;Mr. Popper's Penguins. &lt;/i&gt;Very cute and funny. And I got teary-eyed at the end. The kids have strange expressions because they were trying to smile into the sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday July 5 - Friday, July 8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H6_WIbjnu24/Th4oHoson3I/AAAAAAAAHjM/NU0iQOuMOXU/s1600/IMG_9584.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H6_WIbjnu24/Th4oHoson3I/AAAAAAAAHjM/NU0iQOuMOXU/s400/IMG_9584.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628980695908523890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was Sissy's turn for art camp this week. I think she had a lot of fun, and they did some really great (ocean-themed) activities and projects with the kids. Here are some of them:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lgcIu8vu4W4/Th4oHJ5zO3I/AAAAAAAAHjE/KCq4uevJVf8/s1600/IMG_9627.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lgcIu8vu4W4/Th4oHJ5zO3I/AAAAAAAAHjE/KCq4uevJVf8/s400/IMG_9627.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628980687642246002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1) "Sea Life" made from sticking pipe cleaners and clay creatures into a cup of plaster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) Sea Turtle, using glue and pastels, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CS5UeSx-g7s/Th4oGuInJrI/AAAAAAAAHi0/s0eGW4PFkng/s1600/IMG_9626.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CS5UeSx-g7s/Th4oGuInJrI/AAAAAAAAHi0/s0eGW4PFkng/s400/IMG_9626.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628980680188176050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Beach Scene" - with sand paper, strips of water colored paper, shells glued on, and a picture of Sissy in a beach chair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2zJmHSPJtk/Th4i76cHkhI/AAAAAAAAHis/gjfBlE5qYbo/s1600/IMG_9635.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2zJmHSPJtk/Th4i76cHkhI/AAAAAAAAHis/gjfBlE5qYbo/s400/IMG_9635.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628974996954518034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) framed sealed plastic containing water (and maybe oil?) plus sea sparklies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) ocean scene painted with tissue paper and colored foil cut-outs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, July 9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t6kcS9zWiGQ/Th4i7uyAK3I/AAAAAAAAHik/XRPUeb5bH6w/s1600/IMG_9589.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t6kcS9zWiGQ/Th4i7uyAK3I/AAAAAAAAHik/XRPUeb5bH6w/s400/IMG_9589.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628974993825082226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, we headed up to the Buffalo River (which is over an hour away). This is how Dash spent most of his time. There was a steady stream of canoers passing by, and many of them did double-takes, probably thinking (and some of them voicing), &lt;i&gt;"Hey, is your kid alright?" &lt;/i&gt;He is all about the snorkeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n1FawdtVQDY/Th4i7TjPm3I/AAAAAAAAHic/V-Vmf5a6FUw/s1600/IMG_9608.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n1FawdtVQDY/Th4i7TjPm3I/AAAAAAAAHic/V-Vmf5a6FUw/s400/IMG_9608.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628974986515422066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a great day as we hadn't gotten to spend too many days swimming yet this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sh9RUbgqzbo/Th4i7EL5y1I/AAAAAAAAHiU/0IdgkDPopiI/s1600/IMG_9592.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sh9RUbgqzbo/Th4i7EL5y1I/AAAAAAAAHiU/0IdgkDPopiI/s400/IMG_9592.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628974982390991698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tornado is enjoying his picnic lunch in the chair, which we rigged the umbrella onto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, July 10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PZz-Bejt5Hg/Th4i6oJ_z1I/AAAAAAAAHiM/VbDsGDyclSo/s1600/IMG_9610.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PZz-Bejt5Hg/Th4i6oJ_z1I/AAAAAAAAHiM/VbDsGDyclSo/s400/IMG_9610.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628974974866804562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how my 6 year old came walking into the kitchen today - with circle craft magnets taped to his eyes.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;July 14 or 15?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--OQHLZcgIsk/TiNuuO4P3gI/AAAAAAAAHjs/68bTycfDg_I/s1600/IMG_9649.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--OQHLZcgIsk/TiNuuO4P3gI/AAAAAAAAHjs/68bTycfDg_I/s400/IMG_9649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630465699690307074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We made homemade playdough last weekend. Tornado found a how-to clay figures book at the library, and this has been a consistent activity all week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, July 17&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--uqC7LmFgNA/TiNutxtfkGI/AAAAAAAAHjk/dswz2APLKWs/s1600/IMG_9662.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--uqC7LmFgNA/TiNutxtfkGI/AAAAAAAAHjk/dswz2APLKWs/s400/IMG_9662.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630465691860570210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the kids' favorite activities is to get sprayed by Ryan while he is watering the flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, July 18&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P4hNfai3VFM/TiTlcYq-2nI/AAAAAAAAHkk/0fchIAPMz7k/s1600/IMG_20110718_142844.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P4hNfai3VFM/TiTlcYq-2nI/AAAAAAAAHkk/0fchIAPMz7k/s400/IMG_20110718_142844.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630877709941791346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys have gotten to venture out on their own a little this month, attending "Adventure Camp" twice a week. I've enjoyed seeing little scenes of them being there for one another, sharing an experience together, and having one another's back.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-1054980128024776158?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/1054980128024776158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=1054980128024776158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/1054980128024776158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/1054980128024776158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/07/project-something-or-another.html' title='Project: Something or Another'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AveLGfB7gq0/TiNv3MeeUVI/AAAAAAAAHkM/ybJ05p-AS5o/s72-c/IMG_9639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-8735910904968894634</id><published>2011-06-30T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T18:36:38.431-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downtown Little Rock'/><title type='text'>Project 365: blueberries, new stuff, and a little culture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, June 23&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bgwAq4g1XDE/TgoAJwZ5zSI/AAAAAAAAHh0/ET6txefBsiE/s1600/IMG_9428.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bgwAq4g1XDE/TgoAJwZ5zSI/AAAAAAAAHh0/ET6txefBsiE/s400/IMG_9428.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623307252337855778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids and I went berry picking today at Hidden Valley Farm (which doesn't use pesticides). Besides eating berries plain (or putting them in fruit salad or oatmeal, etc.), we've really been in a fruit and berry pies kick lately.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LKt7gvNKM5k/TgoAJH6LcQI/AAAAAAAAHhs/Frrk8nysQh8/s1600/IMG_9435.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LKt7gvNKM5k/TgoAJH6LcQI/AAAAAAAAHhs/Frrk8nysQh8/s400/IMG_9435.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623307241467375874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They always enjoy picking wild blackberries on our land, etc., but this was the first time they'd been to an actual berry patch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oSZXCoePieI/TgoAIjcTXEI/AAAAAAAAHhk/ObzdFLiUew4/s1600/IMG_9447.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oSZXCoePieI/TgoAIjcTXEI/AAAAAAAAHhk/ObzdFLiUew4/s400/IMG_9447.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623307231678389314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We ended up with two buckets full. We only managed to find a handful of raspberries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XZLRG2K1lcs/TgoAIcnSYKI/AAAAAAAAHhc/zeRuY5tqjfY/s1600/IMG_9489.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XZLRG2K1lcs/TgoAIcnSYKI/AAAAAAAAHhc/zeRuY5tqjfY/s400/IMG_9489.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623307229845414050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After our very HOT morning at the berry patch, we ate lunch where my sister Tracy works. Then we headed to Riverfront Park in downtown Little Rock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CdzFHOvCJCA/TgoAH5xwnmI/AAAAAAAAHhU/7HLq3Ln5ZUY/s1600/IMG_9473.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CdzFHOvCJCA/TgoAH5xwnmI/AAAAAAAAHhU/7HLq3Ln5ZUY/s400/IMG_9473.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623307220494098018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the first time they had ever played in the water there. They didn't know what to expect, but they were THRILLED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-syZqHbdbMY0/Tgn9PFMVaOI/AAAAAAAAHhM/aYjJ4P2F8pY/s1600/IMG_9482.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-syZqHbdbMY0/Tgn9PFMVaOI/AAAAAAAAHhM/aYjJ4P2F8pY/s400/IMG_9482.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623304045282552034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I LOVE the amount of joy and excitement exuding out of her whole body here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vYh7pLn2fvs/Tgn9OkD4xdI/AAAAAAAAHhE/zKgC2mJUsjg/s1600/IMG_9495.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vYh7pLn2fvs/Tgn9OkD4xdI/AAAAAAAAHhE/zKgC2mJUsjg/s400/IMG_9495.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623304036388750802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They had SO much fun, and it is a great place for Mom to sit in the shade and easily watch her kids play in the water (without worrying about them drowning because there are only fountains/sprinklers).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, June 24&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qgMwN5ULH5k/Tgn9N-JJ_KI/AAAAAAAAHg8/YEb2nCw6y6w/s1600/IMG_9498.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qgMwN5ULH5k/Tgn9N-JJ_KI/AAAAAAAAHg8/YEb2nCw6y6w/s400/IMG_9498.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623304026210303138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our new sectional was delivered today! We can all sit together on the couch now! With room for several guests, so come on over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8y6KREMEa6k/Tgn9NbztnnI/AAAAAAAAHg0/BLVicgBS8bs/s1600/IMG_9499.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8y6KREMEa6k/Tgn9NbztnnI/AAAAAAAAHg0/BLVicgBS8bs/s400/IMG_9499.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623304016993558130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's very exciting! (I have to move some other furniture and pictures, etc. around to make it look right.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, June 25&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-67Dv3hQdsL8/TgnfZwJTO7I/AAAAAAAAHgM/Bs6y4bAw-Lo/s1600/IMG_9531.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-67Dv3hQdsL8/TgnfZwJTO7I/AAAAAAAAHgM/Bs6y4bAw-Lo/s400/IMG_9531.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623271243262409650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We cleaned like crazy today. I cleaned the boys' room SO WELL. As in, I even cleared out everything from underneath their bed and swept the furthest corner. This was all in preparation to add their new duvets, which they were super excited about. The kids always want to get in &lt;i&gt;our&lt;/i&gt; bed because it's so comfy and soft. It's because of our duvet, and they always have to sleep with flimsy quilts. I found duvet covers on &lt;a href="http://www.overstock.com/Home-Garden/Club-Stripe-Twin-size-Mini-Duvet-Cover-Set/5617502/product.html"&gt;overstock.com&lt;/a&gt; for around $27. I was excited since I had been prepared to pay $100/each. They're soft, they love them, and I think they have been enjoying bedtime more now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, June 26&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MxxNOFRYZIc/TgncrUADoEI/AAAAAAAAHgE/Gji8bVJfYK4/s1600/IMG_9535.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MxxNOFRYZIc/TgncrUADoEI/AAAAAAAAHgE/Gji8bVJfYK4/s400/IMG_9535.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623268246410207298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took the kids to the Arkansas Arts Center today for the last day of&lt;i&gt; The Impressionists&lt;/i&gt; exhibit. They enjoy recognizing many of the artists' names we've learned about. One lady was very impressed when she heard Dash say, &lt;i&gt;"That's Van &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gogh&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wIiRwZezgZU/TgncrCdgffI/AAAAAAAAHf8/gY_ph_KAZuM/s1600/IMG_9540.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wIiRwZezgZU/TgncrCdgffI/AAAAAAAAHf8/gY_ph_KAZuM/s400/IMG_9540.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623268241701895666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We let the kids run around MacArthur Park for a little while before getting back in the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wC4KKTTjvSY/Tg0ZkhpUZWI/AAAAAAAAHh8/5PkEVHY7iOc/s1600/IMG_20110626_153402.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wC4KKTTjvSY/Tg0ZkhpUZWI/AAAAAAAAHh8/5PkEVHY7iOc/s400/IMG_20110626_153402.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624179624953275746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although we'd already had lots of fun today, the best part probably occurred later at Whole Foods. Some members of the Arkansas Accordion Association were playing music. They had a big tub of instruments for the kids to use. We'd planned on just popping in for a bit so the kids (and Daddy) could eat some dessert. But we ended up staying a lot longer because it was so fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, June 27&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m9g_LjBgteU/Tgncqayv1bI/AAAAAAAAHfs/UZwl-SScT-8/s1600/IMG_9550.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m9g_LjBgteU/Tgncqayv1bI/AAAAAAAAHfs/UZwl-SScT-8/s400/IMG_9550.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623268231053563314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids were playing outside tonight as Ryan was watering the plants. So obviously they wanted him to spray them, etc. When they were finished playing, I threw them each a kitchen towel and made them strip down on the front porch. As they were giggling and scurrying up the stairs, I thought they looked cute so I asked them to stop to let me take their picture.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-8735910904968894634?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/8735910904968894634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=8735910904968894634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/8735910904968894634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/8735910904968894634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/06/project-365-blueberries-new-stuff-and.html' title='Project 365: blueberries, new stuff, and a little culture'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bgwAq4g1XDE/TgoAJwZ5zSI/AAAAAAAAHh0/ET6txefBsiE/s72-c/IMG_9428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-7801147397701842171</id><published>2011-06-28T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T06:35:09.898-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children&apos;s book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid quotes'/><title type='text'>Project: 365: Thursday-Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, June 16&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MndKH-Xvj2Y/Tf6TAsfWW4I/AAAAAAAAHfc/ylGSzMw7OzM/s1600/IMG_9401.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MndKH-Xvj2Y/Tf6TAsfWW4I/AAAAAAAAHfc/ylGSzMw7OzM/s400/IMG_9401.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620091025156889474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fun in the sprinkler!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-63YutJnbtrs/Tf6S_twoaqI/AAAAAAAAHfU/F7J_p-KVcjs/s1600/IMG_9402.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-63YutJnbtrs/Tf6S_twoaqI/AAAAAAAAHfU/F7J_p-KVcjs/s400/IMG_9402.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620091008317942434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, June 17&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RpBI3a7vvAY/Tf6ZxGIUtdI/AAAAAAAAHfk/4nUxp2UHTNs/s1600/IMG_9411.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RpBI3a7vvAY/Tf6ZxGIUtdI/AAAAAAAAHfk/4nUxp2UHTNs/s400/IMG_9411.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620098453743121874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids and I went to Little Rock today for a little shopping (grocery and other). We met Daddy and Aunt Tracy for lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Tornado was excited about picking out books with his &lt;i&gt;Barnes and Noble&lt;/i&gt; gift card. He carefully deliberated for quite awhile, and this is what he ended up with: a &lt;i&gt;Phineas &amp;amp; Ferb Look &amp;amp; Find&lt;/i&gt; (He loves hidden pictures. He also loves &lt;i&gt;P &amp;amp; F&lt;/i&gt;, I think because they are kids with big imaginations who are always inventing something, also right up his alley.), a workbook (He has just always really enjoyed workbooks.), &lt;i&gt;Kung Fu Panda 2 Mad Libs&lt;/i&gt; (He totally cracks himself up with these.), and a &lt;i&gt;Berenstain Bears&lt;/i&gt; book (We all love these books. I really love the new ones - like this one - that have a focus on God and are centered around a biblical verse. This one is about the cubs being taught that God has given everyone a special talent and includes Matthew 5:16. There are also discussion questions at the end of the book.). He says, &lt;i&gt;"Thank you, Cary and Andy!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, June 18&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ppAfcA2XNMA/Tf6S_cDYDbI/AAAAAAAAHfM/quv2FMHHXLc/s1600/IMG_9414.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ppAfcA2XNMA/Tf6S_cDYDbI/AAAAAAAAHfM/quv2FMHHXLc/s400/IMG_9414.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620091003564723634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I splurged and actually bought a book yesterday (versus waiting for it at the library) for myself. I love it! We love the Duggars, of course. This is proof that we have watched every one of their episodes&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;(especially Sissy; it's one of her favorite shows). She saw me reading the book and said, in a perfect Michelle Duggar sweet voice (complete with pauses in the right spots and everything), &lt;i&gt;"Josh is our oldest. He married Anna, and they have our first granddaughter, Mackynzie." &lt;/i&gt;That's part of the opening credits, for those of you who don't watch. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, June 19&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0t8nQEdBxFg/Tf6S_Gy0GmI/AAAAAAAAHfE/W6ZQcu15BbA/s1600/IMG_9421.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0t8nQEdBxFg/Tf6S_Gy0GmI/AAAAAAAAHfE/W6ZQcu15BbA/s400/IMG_9421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620090997858114146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Truly, my happiest moments in life are when I see all three of the kids playing sweetly together, using their imaginations. I stood back, watching, and I wrote down a little bit of what I heard. I'm going to include it so they can look back at it one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We're going to the secret hide-out!"&lt;/i&gt; I think they all said that at some point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You're not allowed, Space Ship."&lt;/i&gt; - Tornado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If you see any bad guys, do this!"&lt;/i&gt; - Dash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Can I come in?"&lt;/i&gt; - Tornado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"No, you have a dirty eye!"&lt;/i&gt; - Dash (The train's eye was actually really dirty; I had to clean it for him, ha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"This is our carpet. This is my horse. Here is my finest tractor. His head is peeking out the door."&lt;/i&gt; - Sissy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Are you a superhero?"&lt;/i&gt; - Tornado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm a superhero horse."&lt;/i&gt; - Sissy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Freeze Man is coming!"&lt;/i&gt; - Tornado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You can't freeze my friends!"&lt;/i&gt; - Dash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm his friend."&lt;/i&gt; - Sissy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-7801147397701842171?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/7801147397701842171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=7801147397701842171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/7801147397701842171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/7801147397701842171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/06/project-365-thursday-sunday.html' title='Project: 365: Thursday-Sunday'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MndKH-Xvj2Y/Tf6TAsfWW4I/AAAAAAAAHfc/ylGSzMw7OzM/s72-c/IMG_9401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-588453689669391106</id><published>2011-06-16T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T12:27:19.129-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Project 365: a new nephew, a last day of school, and a fun birthday weekend in Branson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, June 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No picture. Project failed. Taking a picture a day is much harder than I thought it would be. I'll keep trying my best, though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, June 4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hEk560FpEAM/Tfd4zuLULbI/AAAAAAAAHdk/dAE1PN5HAPI/s1600/IMG_9198.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hEk560FpEAM/Tfd4zuLULbI/AAAAAAAAHdk/dAE1PN5HAPI/s400/IMG_9198.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618091890132135346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We drove to Illinois this weekend to visit Ryan's family. The most important part of the weekend was getting to meet our new nephew/cousin.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VceHajVq64c/Tfd4zODb26I/AAAAAAAAHdc/kLoWSwBVfz4/s1600/IMG_9200.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VceHajVq64c/Tfd4zODb26I/AAAAAAAAHdc/kLoWSwBVfz4/s400/IMG_9200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618091881509149602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yawn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TyPY1mpHFf0/Tfd4y10o6BI/AAAAAAAAHdU/vYaZOK1LouM/s1600/IMG_9201.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TyPY1mpHFf0/Tfd4y10o6BI/AAAAAAAAHdU/vYaZOK1LouM/s400/IMG_9201.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618091875004639250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My 6 year old has been particularly interested in babies, in general, lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EHULAZQdLn8/Tfd4yfHEQFI/AAAAAAAAHdM/knTr_6jqG_Y/s1600/IMG_9205.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EHULAZQdLn8/Tfd4yfHEQFI/AAAAAAAAHdM/knTr_6jqG_Y/s400/IMG_9205.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618091868907913298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're definitely all big fans of this little guy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, June 5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See. I already failed again. I think it was all of the &lt;i&gt;"How much further?"&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;"When are we going to be home?"&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;"I can't take it any longer!"&lt;/i&gt; (That one was from the kids &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; me.) that fried my brain. I declared that I'm NEVER driving more than 3 or 4 hours at a time with my kids again. People have always asked how we can do so much traveling with our kids. Well, that was a thing of the past. No more, I say! It was somehow easier when they were younger, despite the fact I thought it would get easier as they got older.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's not my oldest; he's always been a champ at traveling. Even my 6 year old isn't &lt;i&gt;too&lt;/i&gt; bad in the car (except for taunting/taking things from/hitting his sister). It's my daughter. Who whines herself into a state of panic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If I can figure it out, maybe I can post a video from Ryan's phone that he took of the cicadas in Illinois. I've never seen or heard anything like it. They cover every inch of the trees, they're all over the ground, and you can barely hear your voice outside over their deafening song. I'm not really freaked out by bugs, but some might think it's very creepy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, June 6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XyNqmlaNAsY/Tfd3QBWH2VI/AAAAAAAAHdE/d5RkiM0kzTo/s1600/IMG_9217.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XyNqmlaNAsY/Tfd3QBWH2VI/AAAAAAAAHdE/d5RkiM0kzTo/s400/IMG_9217.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618090177290819922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had Tornado (and myself) pumped up all weekend, even until I dropped him off at school Monday morning, that TODAY was the LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! About an hour after I dropped him off, I looked at my calendar and - duh, Tuesday was going to be the last day. I had to recreate the whole "&lt;i&gt;today's the last day of school&lt;/i&gt;" production once again the next day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe if my whole life's organizational system wasn't a wrinkled stack of printed off calendar pages folded and stuffed into my purse, I'd be able to keep track of these things better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, June 7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-67xQ2FSYF5s/Tfd3P8bfFGI/AAAAAAAAHc8/owZBFPAHzew/s1600/IMG_9210.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-67xQ2FSYF5s/Tfd3P8bfFGI/AAAAAAAAHc8/owZBFPAHzew/s400/IMG_9210.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618090175971136610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The real last day of school. Half of his class wasn't even there. We had such an unexpected amount of snow days this year that had to be made up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J40mOn_qzik/TformgFcqiI/AAAAAAAAHd8/ZlaJNyFdJoo/s1600/IMG_9206.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J40mOn_qzik/TformgFcqiI/AAAAAAAAHd8/ZlaJNyFdJoo/s400/IMG_9206.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618851425545923106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Last days" are always sad for me! This is one of his teachers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fqXfT6Huo00/TformV6p28I/AAAAAAAAHd0/kwoOHQqifLU/s1600/IMG_9212.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fqXfT6Huo00/TformV6p28I/AAAAAAAAHd0/kwoOHQqifLU/s400/IMG_9212.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618851422816295874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's had these two for two years in a row. They've been a big part of our lives, and we will miss them. I don't know how many times he has called me by one of &lt;i&gt;their&lt;/i&gt; names. &lt;i&gt;"Mrs. Bo...I mean, Mom..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, June 8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lo2XabPskd8/Tfd3PVUc-SI/AAAAAAAAHc0/v4ctIQiUYCE/s1600/IMG_9216.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lo2XabPskd8/Tfd3PVUc-SI/AAAAAAAAHc0/v4ctIQiUYCE/s400/IMG_9216.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618090165472655650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the books Sissy picked out for me to read before her bedtime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, June 9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hWwEo92Gu-4/Tfd3OPU_JkI/AAAAAAAAHcs/QdFBt9sJJqM/s1600/IMG_9224.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hWwEo92Gu-4/Tfd3OPU_JkI/AAAAAAAAHcs/QdFBt9sJJqM/s400/IMG_9224.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618090146684413506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids secretly holed themselves up in the homeschool room tonight and worked on these pictures for me. &lt;b&gt;Little ones on the top:&lt;/b&gt; Sissy. &lt;b&gt;Left:&lt;/b&gt; Dash. &lt;b&gt;Right:&lt;/b&gt; Tornado, who is all about silly pictures and collages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, June 10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-md7LBmuMij4/Tfd3NDxlywI/AAAAAAAAHck/_9pvXfP9HfI/s1600/IMG_9220.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-md7LBmuMij4/Tfd3NDxlywI/AAAAAAAAHck/_9pvXfP9HfI/s400/IMG_9220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618090126403291906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids and I are on our way to Missouri for the weekend. (Ryan will join us tomorrow; he's riding up with Mom and Dad.) On the docket today: a visit with my grandparents in their small town and a stop by the grocery store to get some last minute supplies for my oldest son's birthday party (which my brother and sister-in-law are graciously hosting).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, June 11&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AsKN-jVxOqk/Tfd0xdaXQ5I/AAAAAAAAHcc/RYNDlcsca4U/s1600/IMG_9337.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AsKN-jVxOqk/Tfd0xdaXQ5I/AAAAAAAAHcc/RYNDlcsca4U/s400/IMG_9337.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618087453225599890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy 11th birthday&lt;/b&gt; to the sweet little soul who made me a Mom. He who loves birthdays maybe more than anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Other highlights of the day included:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7PiLcgxVKGc/TfpQTlxvfKI/AAAAAAAAHe0/OPvhTItTo-I/s1600/IMG_9237.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7PiLcgxVKGc/TfpQTlxvfKI/AAAAAAAAHe0/OPvhTItTo-I/s400/IMG_9237.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618891782586596514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Matt in the dunking booth at an benefit for autism awareness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hc5QcdRtPf4/TformTmYPuI/AAAAAAAAHds/nPyED28pQN0/s1600/IMG_9235.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hc5QcdRtPf4/TformTmYPuI/AAAAAAAAHds/nPyED28pQN0/s400/IMG_9235.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618851422194384610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's Tornado, celebrating his dunking of Uncle Matt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ge0egW3aPU/TfozoIR0q7I/AAAAAAAAHeM/dtPoLsltnck/s1600/IMG_9262.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ge0egW3aPU/TfozoIR0q7I/AAAAAAAAHeM/dtPoLsltnck/s400/IMG_9262.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618860249608137650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At the benefit, we also got to hear my niece sing on stage - solo &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; along with the girls' singing group she is a part of. Very cute! They sing at various shows in Branson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cisuV0Lu0os/TfpQTX-592I/AAAAAAAAHes/Gkho8uJoeDk/s1600/IMG_9248.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cisuV0Lu0os/TfpQTX-592I/AAAAAAAAHes/Gkho8uJoeDk/s400/IMG_9248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618891778883712866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My nephew O also got brought up onto the stage to help out the  group, &lt;i&gt;Buckets 'N Boards&lt;/i&gt;, who perform at a Branson theater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwt6NERlQkQ/Tfozn8TRH0I/AAAAAAAAHeE/Vi8-EV-rFlA/s1600/IMG_9257.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwt6NERlQkQ/Tfozn8TRH0I/AAAAAAAAHeE/Vi8-EV-rFlA/s400/IMG_9257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618860246392971074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My daughter and niece were cute and matching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, June 12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6w3gHm5hpkA/Tfd0xJYxkaI/AAAAAAAAHcU/O8_BSYOCICA/s1600/IMG_9376.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6w3gHm5hpkA/Tfd0xJYxkaI/AAAAAAAAHcU/O8_BSYOCICA/s400/IMG_9376.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618087447850226082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The "deputy" guarded these little scoundrels in jail today. My whole family (all 18 of us) spent the day at Silver Dollar City.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EUPW86ZhmrE/Tfd0w02hX3I/AAAAAAAAHcM/2toMDvgnhew/s1600/IMG_9377.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EUPW86ZhmrE/Tfd0w02hX3I/AAAAAAAAHcM/2toMDvgnhew/s400/IMG_9377.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618087442337849202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sis was crying because, for some reason, she had wanted to ride by herself. All of her crying made C start crying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wtoqr_3guzY/Tfd0wSj0orI/AAAAAAAAHcE/j1VHc1KdUSY/s1600/IMG_9381.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wtoqr_3guzY/Tfd0wSj0orI/AAAAAAAAHcE/j1VHc1KdUSY/s400/IMG_9381.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618087433132614322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No worries, though, because as soon as they were up in the air, it was all smiles once again. You can even catch a glimpse of my 29 year old sister, who was feeling very "adventurous" today, riding along in the next bug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, June 13&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--C2YDdFl3rs/Tfd0v29qrSI/AAAAAAAAHb8/q1LYpBzcmco/s1600/IMG_9387.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--C2YDdFl3rs/Tfd0v29qrSI/AAAAAAAAHb8/q1LYpBzcmco/s400/IMG_9387.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618087425724820770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Words can't express how excited I am about my week. I have NOTHING planned or scheduled. &lt;i&gt;No appointments, no meetings, no lessons.&lt;/i&gt; No birthday party to prepare, no trip to pack for. &lt;i&gt;NOTHING!!!&lt;/i&gt; My week is free! We all (besides Ryan who was up at 5:45 to get ready for work) slept in until 9 today! I'm trying to slowly chip away at the mess that has accumulated in my house during our very busy year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my son's actual birthdate. I let him pick out anything he wanted for supper. He chose grilled cheese sandwiches (made with the amazing bread from &lt;i&gt;Serenity Farm&lt;/i&gt; in Leslie, AR).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, June 14&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wZQbG5wMIW8/TfozpKrEucI/AAAAAAAAHek/h1pQqVYp0so/s1600/IMG_9388.JPG" style="font-weight: bold; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wZQbG5wMIW8/TfozpKrEucI/AAAAAAAAHek/h1pQqVYp0so/s400/IMG_9388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618860267430787522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tornado is playing with his &lt;i&gt;Playmobil&lt;/i&gt; vet clinic he picked out for his birthday. It took us probably an hour to put all of the pieces together. The set is very fun and full of details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, June 15&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HisolaCftNc/TfpUErmKPxI/AAAAAAAAHe8/PYkXJj4SsMI/s1600/IMG_9390.JPG" style="font-weight: bold; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HisolaCftNc/TfpUErmKPxI/AAAAAAAAHe8/PYkXJj4SsMI/s400/IMG_9390.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618895924497104658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Another one of his birthday gifts: two &lt;a href="http://www.doodletrackcar.com/"&gt;Doodle-Track Cars&lt;/a&gt;. Each car comes with this paper track (that the car will stay on) and a marker to use for drawing your own track, if you want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h_BJJrAdqLM/Tfozo1Y5CLI/AAAAAAAAHec/Als4vlrrt7w/s1600/IMG_9394.JPG" style="font-weight: bold; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h_BJJrAdqLM/Tfozo1Y5CLI/AAAAAAAAHec/Als4vlrrt7w/s400/IMG_9394.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618860261717379250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There is also a website for the kids to create their own track systems and print them off. Super fun! (We taped the individual pages together.) Pictures of road signs and buildings can also be added. (And yes, this really was the next day; he's just still wearing the same clothes.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-20Ww_Tdl8Ko/TfozoQY44mI/AAAAAAAAHeU/H1gCnKYlhSs/s1600/IMG_9393.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-20Ww_Tdl8Ko/TfozoQY44mI/AAAAAAAAHeU/H1gCnKYlhSs/s400/IMG_9393.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618860251785257570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The cars will stay on the track course. They can even drive side by side on the 2-lane road and race each other.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-588453689669391106?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/588453689669391106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=588453689669391106' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/588453689669391106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/588453689669391106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/06/project-365-new-nephew-last-day-of.html' title='Project 365: a new nephew, a last day of school, and a fun birthday weekend in Branson'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hEk560FpEAM/Tfd4zuLULbI/AAAAAAAAHdk/dAE1PN5HAPI/s72-c/IMG_9198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-7374838709090680397</id><published>2011-06-03T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T08:59:33.317-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids fun'/><title type='text'>Project 365: a tent and a craft</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, May 31&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oCroL_EGecA/TekEI5AV8eI/AAAAAAAAHaE/zP0vWNLEMqU/s1600/IMG_9194.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oCroL_EGecA/TekEI5AV8eI/AAAAAAAAHaE/zP0vWNLEMqU/s400/IMG_9194.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614022961281757666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is absolutely the only picture I took on Tuesday, so it will have to do. I usually do lunchbox posts, &lt;a href="http://veganandsoforth.blogspot.com/2011/05/school-lunches-galore.html?showComment=1307116469926#c2825712034455447698"&gt;like this one&lt;/a&gt;, on my vegan blog. (Pictured from Tornado's lunch: mock "chicken" salad from Whole Foods, 1 1/2 slices of hempseed bread, raspberries, kiwi fruit, and rice cheese.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, June 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-43-tS5q_GCo/Tej98yvhwxI/AAAAAAAAHZ8/dT64zL_JzEk/s1600/IMG_9196.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-43-tS5q_GCo/Tej98yvhwxI/AAAAAAAAHZ8/dT64zL_JzEk/s400/IMG_9196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614016156372419346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We made a "tent" in the boys' room today. All you can really see are a bunch of blankets and bare body parts. But they had fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, June 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kytZ3CbFmrI/Tej98pJYosI/AAAAAAAAHZ0/WJw8-lej_Aw/s1600/IMG_9197.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kytZ3CbFmrI/Tej98pJYosI/AAAAAAAAHZ0/WJw8-lej_Aw/s400/IMG_9197.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614016153796518594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tornado went on a nature walk at school, then made this nature wreath.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-7374838709090680397?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/7374838709090680397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=7374838709090680397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/7374838709090680397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/7374838709090680397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/06/project-365-tent-and-craft.html' title='Project 365: a tent and a craft'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oCroL_EGecA/TekEI5AV8eI/AAAAAAAAHaE/zP0vWNLEMqU/s72-c/IMG_9194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-3709393330247059103</id><published>2011-05-30T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T20:32:46.210-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><title type='text'>Project 365: Major Catch-Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, May 16&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-npIt1dzO8j8/TeBO457_IrI/AAAAAAAAHXY/bxpI4r2c3VY/s1600/IMG_6519%2B%25281%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-npIt1dzO8j8/TeBO457_IrI/AAAAAAAAHXY/bxpI4r2c3VY/s400/IMG_6519%2B%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611571875235701426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still enjoying our time with my sister and her kids while they were in town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, May 17&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IVF8tKXs1HI/TeBO4gZsIiI/AAAAAAAAHXQ/6Q6MxJ77LC0/s1600/IMG_6512.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IVF8tKXs1HI/TeBO4gZsIiI/AAAAAAAAHXQ/6Q6MxJ77LC0/s400/IMG_6512.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611571868380963362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;Because I was lacking one, Cary sent me this one she took of the kids at my parents' house. I love them &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, May 18&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uLCtruSILiw/TeBMYTabWwI/AAAAAAAAHXA/ovRxHUNYB_w/s1600/IMG_9119.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uLCtruSILiw/TeBMYTabWwI/AAAAAAAAHXA/ovRxHUNYB_w/s400/IMG_9119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611569116115327746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today, the kids and I, along with Cary and her kids plus our parents met Tracy in Little Rock for lunch (and a bit of shopping). Look out, Papaw, T-Rex is coming to get you! &lt;i&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grrr&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ahhh&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GpQGa6rd1sk/TeRMPOt--OI/AAAAAAAAHYQ/g-z90QTylfE/s1600/IMG_9120.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GpQGa6rd1sk/TeRMPOt--OI/AAAAAAAAHYQ/g-z90QTylfE/s400/IMG_9120.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612694860143196386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Powww&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, May 19&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8aqs4m5LowE/TeBMYAhaa0I/AAAAAAAAHW4/KvMlT6Af8aE/s1600/IMG_9129.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8aqs4m5LowE/TeBMYAhaa0I/AAAAAAAAHW4/KvMlT6Af8aE/s400/IMG_9129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611569111044352834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cary and I took the four little ones to story-time at the library this morning. Sissy was "reading" to the others...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oRq5xyAkEQ0/TeBMX_VnEHI/AAAAAAAAHWw/Pp9Wjjgn09g/s1600/IMG_9127.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oRq5xyAkEQ0/TeBMX_VnEHI/AAAAAAAAHWw/Pp9Wjjgn09g/s400/IMG_9127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611569110726414450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...while they sweetly "listened." My nephew (far left) had brought the binoculars (a must-have for any library outing &lt;i&gt;obviously)&lt;/i&gt; with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NQnjVNgUsvM/TeBMX9Kup-I/AAAAAAAAHWo/hLHZWHazt1Y/s1600/IMG_9132.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NQnjVNgUsvM/TeBMX9Kup-I/AAAAAAAAHWo/hLHZWHazt1Y/s400/IMG_9132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611569110143903714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, Dash surprised me with the "art gallery" he set up. First, he had a picture of a fire-breathing dragon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gjZoIexp6Ns/TeBK3z1q5HI/AAAAAAAAHWg/pXOjxgrRKdg/s1600/IMG_9134.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gjZoIexp6Ns/TeBK3z1q5HI/AAAAAAAAHWg/pXOjxgrRKdg/s400/IMG_9134.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611567458372215922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He also made a Lego sculpture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, May 20&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-13Hljsy1AH8/TeBK3ciN3xI/AAAAAAAAHWY/R3_atB-KjQg/s1600/IMG_9138.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-13Hljsy1AH8/TeBK3ciN3xI/AAAAAAAAHWY/R3_atB-KjQg/s400/IMG_9138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611567452116606738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sissy had her end-of-the-year music recital at the arts academy she attends. I didn't get great pictures because I wasn't using my flash. But that's one of her best friends staying next to her.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JCRZRngDH4c/TeBK3HuLRUI/AAAAAAAAHWQ/g6E7Ll1WczM/s1600/IMG_9146.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JCRZRngDH4c/TeBK3HuLRUI/AAAAAAAAHWQ/g6E7Ll1WczM/s400/IMG_9146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611567446529623362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, May 21&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a7Sq-sRaT24/TeBN9kpwtTI/AAAAAAAAHXI/P-boZVmLzbs/s1600/IMG_20110521_180426.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a7Sq-sRaT24/TeBN9kpwtTI/AAAAAAAAHXI/P-boZVmLzbs/s400/IMG_20110521_180426.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611570855909831986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I took Sissy to a friend's "Orange" birthday party. Fortunately, we do own plenty of orange clothing, in the form of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Illini&lt;/span&gt; gear, so she was set. The goody-bags were super cute: homemade orange play-dough, a clementine, and a mango organic sucker tied in a bag with an orange ribbon and orange pinwheel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Boq12qkBcTQ/TePuSI_4tvI/AAAAAAAAHXo/SDlk3OnVqQA/s1600/IMG_9159.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Boq12qkBcTQ/TePuSI_4tvI/AAAAAAAAHXo/SDlk3OnVqQA/s400/IMG_9159.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612591556054267634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Earlier that day, I had driven to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Searcy&lt;/span&gt; for the second day in a row to attend the state home school convention. As usual, I came home with too many books from the used curriculum sale. However, it's hard to pass up such fun stuff that can be as low as $.50 or $1 a book. I also found some of the necessary curriculum to be used at our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt; co-op.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Sissy had went with me on Friday to spend the day at the workshops, etc. She was, of course, as mature and sweet as she always is at events like this (even when she has to sit quiet and listen for an hour). When we walked into the big gymnasium with all of the vendor booths set up, she gasped, &lt;i&gt;"This is amazing!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, May 22&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r8WiUEZeTLM/TeRWp1srN6I/AAAAAAAAHZI/506JDYsllng/s1600/IMG_9191.JPG" style="font-weight: bold; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r8WiUEZeTLM/TeRWp1srN6I/AAAAAAAAHZI/506JDYsllng/s400/IMG_9191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612706312399566754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We got a new television for the living room. Yes, we had a perfectly good one already, but it was pretty small up on the wall. I had to squint to read the channel guide. So the extra excitement was now having streaming &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Netflix&lt;/span&gt; capabilities. Love all of the learning shows. Of course, I say "we" are enjoying it, but in over a week I still haven't had an opportunity to sit down and watch a single show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, May 23&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rl9UKrhTJMw/TeBO5IFcQkI/AAAAAAAAHXg/U1p_Nk6CgJ0/s1600/IMG_20110524_154615.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rl9UKrhTJMw/TeBO5IFcQkI/AAAAAAAAHXg/U1p_Nk6CgJ0/s400/IMG_20110524_154615.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611571879033455170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dash fell asleep while waiting for his brother in the car line at school. He wasn't wearing a shirt so he had wrapped himself up in a blanket. Sometimes he will walk through the house buck naked, then other times he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; modest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, May 24&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's one of those days I ended up taking no pictures. (Maybe because I missed Ryan so much while he was away on business for 3 days!) However, Ryan's being a good sport and allowing me to post pictures of some of the funny texts he sent me that night from Texas. He was really excited because his business obligations were finished early. (Usually, he has meetings until bedtime.) He was going to see &lt;i&gt;Thor&lt;/i&gt; by himself; I was so happy for him! However, first he was spooked by being the only one in this huge theater. Then, they stopped the movie (because of a tornado warning) and made everyone move to a center theater to wait out the warning. &lt;i&gt;Then&lt;/i&gt;, he spilled his popcorn. And I'm sure he was really excited about that popcorn. &lt;i&gt;Bless his heart&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OJeEGpy6FCc/TeRcaEYAUeI/AAAAAAAAHZo/QyCjLp_eYAI/s1600/IMG_9182.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OJeEGpy6FCc/TeRcaEYAUeI/AAAAAAAAHZo/QyCjLp_eYAI/s400/IMG_9182.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612712638531260898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XfIRwXRVqKM/TeRcaCCMsoI/AAAAAAAAHZg/c10WcKYt9O4/s1600/IMG_9188.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XfIRwXRVqKM/TeRcaCCMsoI/AAAAAAAAHZg/c10WcKYt9O4/s400/IMG_9188.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612712637902926466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ql5MII8nRls/TeRcZ-5dpBI/AAAAAAAAHZY/J_YCD5UwkCQ/s1600/IMG_9186.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ql5MII8nRls/TeRcZ-5dpBI/AAAAAAAAHZY/J_YCD5UwkCQ/s400/IMG_9186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612712637060981778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-13kkSN622hs/TeRcZvVqKZI/AAAAAAAAHZQ/Jwxkgx4QjPw/s1600/IMG_9185.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-13kkSN622hs/TeRcZvVqKZI/AAAAAAAAHZQ/Jwxkgx4QjPw/s400/IMG_9185.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612712632884275602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, May 25&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7JSOx_ixBUc/TeRP5OF5bRI/AAAAAAAAHZA/0-vi1PelsBA/s1600/IMG_9148.JPG" style="font-weight: bold; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7JSOx_ixBUc/TeRP5OF5bRI/AAAAAAAAHZA/0-vi1PelsBA/s400/IMG_9148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612698880064449810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Dash came across this iron-on flower. He brought it to me with a piece of tape and attached it to the front of my shirt - to make me look pretty. I need all the help I can get these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, May 26&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j9EvkAxm8hw/TeRMOyp8x5I/AAAAAAAAHYI/LvTjOJPdc4A/s1600/IMG_9151.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j9EvkAxm8hw/TeRMOyp8x5I/AAAAAAAAHYI/LvTjOJPdc4A/s400/IMG_9151.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612694852610082706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;The kids had been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;beeeegging&lt;/span&gt; to bake something, &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt;. So we made chocolate chip cookies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AIsVXUX0-go/TeBK2w2p22I/AAAAAAAAHWI/umOXLafWz5U/s1600/IMG_9149.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AIsVXUX0-go/TeBK2w2p22I/AAAAAAAAHWI/umOXLafWz5U/s400/IMG_9149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611567440391166818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And they asked if they could be the waiters and serve them to us. Ryan and I sat on the couch while they took our orders on little notepads. They were actually pretty creative with their offerings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMYn3ok5tzc/TeBK2i6dbmI/AAAAAAAAHWA/2Sl1J5CkuDY/s1600/IMG_9150.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMYn3ok5tzc/TeBK2i6dbmI/AAAAAAAAHWA/2Sl1J5CkuDY/s400/IMG_9150.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611567436649033314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's get a close up of those bad boys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#1 - &lt;i&gt;Cookie with chocolate frosting: you can't go wrong with that.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#2 - &lt;i&gt;Cookie (It had a sweet little bite taken out of it - plus some cookie dough on top. That was ingenious, if you ask me. It was really good.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#3 - &lt;i&gt;Cookie Dough Ball&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, May 27&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AaY_x-K7qFU/TePuSifcqzI/AAAAAAAAHX4/VYSIQU5YoY4/s1600/IMG_9153.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AaY_x-K7qFU/TePuSifcqzI/AAAAAAAAHX4/VYSIQU5YoY4/s400/IMG_9153.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612591562897533746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ryan took the kids to see&lt;i&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Fu&lt;/span&gt; Panda 2 at the theater.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Bs1le2Y5KQ/TePuSXcRN1I/AAAAAAAAHXw/SzzYgH_wCss/s1600/IMG_9156.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Bs1le2Y5KQ/TePuSXcRN1I/AAAAAAAAHXw/SzzYgH_wCss/s400/IMG_9156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612591559931410258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Upon their return, Dash was interested in practicing his own "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kung&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Fu"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;the rest of the night&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, May 28&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wxO6I4KN-gU/TeRMOoxS5LI/AAAAAAAAHYA/50DlpGfyjsk/s1600/IMG_9167.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wxO6I4KN-gU/TeRMOoxS5LI/AAAAAAAAHYA/50DlpGfyjsk/s400/IMG_9167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612694849956537522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pretty excited about our 3 day weekend, especially since Ryan was gone most of the week! We made a rare move by going furniture shopping in Little Rock. (We need better couch seating now that we have the t.v. in the living room!) We enjoyed frozen vegan treats from Whole Foods after we went out for lunch (at &lt;i&gt;Lilly's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;DimSum&lt;/span&gt;, Then Some&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, May 29&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bza2YxYYqVc/TeRODmxab3I/AAAAAAAAHYg/QberXqswoiI/s1600/IMG_20110529_191128.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bza2YxYYqVc/TeRODmxab3I/AAAAAAAAHYg/QberXqswoiI/s400/IMG_20110529_191128.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612696859464855410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;More furniture shopping today. (Big purchases take a lot of mulling over for us, but we wanted to take advantage of Memorial Day Sales.) We also enjoyed another lunch out and a little walk outside afterward. Ryan took this picture of Tornado because he looked so cute (and old), walking with his hands in his pockets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, May 30&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6fxiJa6BWe4/TeRPUpnVb5I/AAAAAAAAHY4/5mCzuv_kRaI/s1600/IMG_9170.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6fxiJa6BWe4/TeRPUpnVb5I/AAAAAAAAHY4/5mCzuv_kRaI/s400/IMG_9170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612698251797294994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wsLlXtqlaYI/TeRPUd8kzVI/AAAAAAAAHYw/SSI5tkYoLRA/s1600/IMG_9171.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wsLlXtqlaYI/TeRPUd8kzVI/AAAAAAAAHYw/SSI5tkYoLRA/s400/IMG_9171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612698248665156946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-66gw6uoZlWQ/TeRPUJUikNI/AAAAAAAAHYo/3ONNvWgvBJA/s1600/IMG_9172.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-66gw6uoZlWQ/TeRPUJUikNI/AAAAAAAAHYo/3ONNvWgvBJA/s400/IMG_9172.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612698243128529106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While cleaning a little house this morning, I took pictures of Sissy's stack of art papers she brought home from the last day of class (since I obviously can't save them all). These are a few of them.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-3709393330247059103?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/3709393330247059103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=3709393330247059103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/3709393330247059103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/3709393330247059103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/05/project-365-major-catch-up.html' title='Project 365: Major Catch-Up'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-npIt1dzO8j8/TeBO457_IrI/AAAAAAAAHXY/bxpI4r2c3VY/s72-c/IMG_6519%2B%25281%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-250687033125071855</id><published>2011-05-22T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T19:41:46.011-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downtown Little Rock'/><title type='text'>Project 365: Enjoying the Little Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, May 11&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e1BmFdDLTXU/TdWbqxEJE3I/AAAAAAAAHVY/SHIGFCCIawA/s1600/IMG_9092.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e1BmFdDLTXU/TdWbqxEJE3I/AAAAAAAAHVY/SHIGFCCIawA/s400/IMG_9092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608560069987341170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is where Tornado can often be found in his free time: at the table in the "homeschool room," making "silly pictures."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZT0yqL6jFXU/TdWbqqQ_CLI/AAAAAAAAHVQ/xSXplW4UbwU/s1600/IMG_9094.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZT0yqL6jFXU/TdWbqqQ_CLI/AAAAAAAAHVQ/xSXplW4UbwU/s400/IMG_9094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608560068162160818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank goodness for Dash who keeps our plants and flowers watered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, May 12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I6dAWb3TYcA/TdWcocZmc_I/AAAAAAAAHVg/5NndLkIfFho/s1600/IMG_9100.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I6dAWb3TYcA/TdWcocZmc_I/AAAAAAAAHVg/5NndLkIfFho/s400/IMG_9100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608561129592091634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sissy gifted me with this stack of papers, all created so thoughtfully and lovingly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, May 13&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pJKiefSXz4g/TdWbqfVVXmI/AAAAAAAAHVI/P3bGpSBQtdc/s1600/IMG_9106.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pJKiefSXz4g/TdWbqfVVXmI/AAAAAAAAHVI/P3bGpSBQtdc/s400/IMG_9106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608560065227611746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sister Cary and her kids arrived to spend a week. We looked at old pictures a lot, and for fun, she tried on our Mom's wedding dress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cAXXmeY7rM4/TdWULok1iwI/AAAAAAAAHVA/lcTWDUeJXA8/s1600/IMG_9102.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cAXXmeY7rM4/TdWULok1iwI/AAAAAAAAHVA/lcTWDUeJXA8/s400/IMG_9102.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608551838551214850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There has been much fun going on here (and at Googie &amp;amp; Papaw's house here) lately with the walkie talkies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, May 14&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--sWSgRyz88g/TdWULbjbt4I/AAAAAAAAHU4/56Hwfn086yA/s1600/IMG_20110514_123135.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--sWSgRyz88g/TdWULbjbt4I/AAAAAAAAHU4/56Hwfn086yA/s400/IMG_20110514_123135.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608551835055667074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Farmer's Market day! (We even went to two of them.) We also went to the library, to eat and visit Tracy at &lt;i&gt;Boulevard Bread Company&lt;/i&gt;, to &lt;i&gt;The Green Store&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;Whole Foods&lt;/i&gt;. Sissy likes to accessorize with ribbons, which is what is around her neck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH28HjlDZN4/TdWULBJnmKI/AAAAAAAAHUw/0NmM6lBhhuY/s1600/IMG_20110514_125919.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XH28HjlDZN4/TdWULBJnmKI/AAAAAAAAHUw/0NmM6lBhhuY/s400/IMG_20110514_125919.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608551827968071842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We also walked down to the river where &lt;i&gt;Peabody Park&lt;/i&gt; is located, near the &lt;i&gt;River Market&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, May 15&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_xX7GFj09DY/TdWUK1BVsoI/AAAAAAAAHUo/X8_BoHBTy4k/s1600/IMG_9107.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_xX7GFj09DY/TdWUK1BVsoI/AAAAAAAAHUo/X8_BoHBTy4k/s400/IMG_9107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608551824712118914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K3EiKDvPpR8/TdWUKjhHsqI/AAAAAAAAHUg/Wa2Pxb9_bFk/s1600/IMG_9110.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K3EiKDvPpR8/TdWUKjhHsqI/AAAAAAAAHUg/Wa2Pxb9_bFk/s400/IMG_9110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608551820013580962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fun with a teeny turtle found outside. We also found a teeny bunny rabbit in the middle of the road the other night, and we had to huddle it up in my scarf and put it under a bush nearby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O_oGN8bFkeM/Tdm3xx_dWfI/AAAAAAAAHVw/7cWCoW2LI0k/s1600/IMG_6477.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O_oGN8bFkeM/Tdm3xx_dWfI/AAAAAAAAHVw/7cWCoW2LI0k/s400/IMG_6477.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609716876727638514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday was a nice day altogether, visiting with Googie, Papaw, Tracy, Cary, and the kids. We even played a little basketball. I loved how much Dash giggled as Ryan and I played a little 2-on-2 against him and Papaw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TS9wJQSLQIg/Tdm3xoIgvWI/AAAAAAAAHVo/5aMIdwpe-to/s1600/IMG_6468.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TS9wJQSLQIg/Tdm3xoIgvWI/AAAAAAAAHVo/5aMIdwpe-to/s400/IMG_6468.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609716874081254754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's like they're riding go-karts or roller coasters, the amount of enjoyment my kids receive by riding the lawn mower with Papaw.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's as far as I can go right now; I'm panicking because I think I've missed a day somehow! Drama! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-250687033125071855?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/250687033125071855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=250687033125071855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/250687033125071855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/250687033125071855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/05/project-365-enjoying-little-things.html' title='Project 365: Enjoying the Little Things'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e1BmFdDLTXU/TdWbqxEJE3I/AAAAAAAAHVY/SHIGFCCIawA/s72-c/IMG_9092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-4740327690747482971</id><published>2011-05-10T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T06:07:42.654-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids fun'/><title type='text'>Project 365: a look at our week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, April 29&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GsvPPbG70J4/Tb4IbwDzJDI/AAAAAAAAHQo/r2s0z1THw2A/s1600/IMG_8967.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GsvPPbG70J4/Tb4IbwDzJDI/AAAAAAAAHQo/r2s0z1THw2A/s400/IMG_8967.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601924259345802290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was the day of our Royal Wedding Viewing Party. Coverage can be found &lt;a href="http://veganandsoforth.blogspot.com/2011/05/recent-celebrations-easter-and-royal.html"&gt;on my other blog&lt;/a&gt;. It was fun! (Sissy still had her black eye.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qZVBPWnaFIU/TcR8BxQT-WI/AAAAAAAAHSI/iyHHFXSMeFA/s1600/IMG_8974.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qZVBPWnaFIU/TcR8BxQT-WI/AAAAAAAAHSI/iyHHFXSMeFA/s400/IMG_8974.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603740206199208290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later that day, the kids were being very sweet today with each other. The little ones made a "cuddle island" for their big brother - a circle of blankets, sheets, and pillows for him to relax upon and read.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XzzU_ZO2waI/TcR8Bl-dbKI/AAAAAAAAHSA/FI9p8P8uvjI/s1600/IMG_8976.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XzzU_ZO2waI/TcR8Bl-dbKI/AAAAAAAAHSA/FI9p8P8uvjI/s400/IMG_8976.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603740203171540130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although they unmade some beds, pulled most clean blankets - even pillowcases - out of the closets, etc., I didn't really mind so much because they were playing so creatively and cooperatively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PpndKwldtOE/TcR8Ba6brLI/AAAAAAAAHR4/hbuAIjECtl4/s1600/IMG_8975.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PpndKwldtOE/TcR8Ba6brLI/AAAAAAAAHR4/hbuAIjECtl4/s400/IMG_8975.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603740200201858226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then it took a turn for the worse. The next time I checked on them, Sissy had added a gazillion toys to the mess. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, April 29&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the day of Tornado's firefighter competition I &lt;a href="http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/04/project-365-tornados-triumph.html"&gt;already posted about&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, May 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7WTiMymrl2Y/TcR8BESViXI/AAAAAAAAHRw/dldsJvZReH4/s1600/IMG_9013.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7WTiMymrl2Y/TcR8BESViXI/AAAAAAAAHRw/dldsJvZReH4/s400/IMG_9013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603740194128103794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids - especially my 6 year old - had been asking lately to fix a meal all by themselves. Finally, I relented for lunch this day. This is exactly the meal that was set before Ryan and me. (We even got to sit right next to each other!) Salad (which I think was just plain lettuce with whole baby carrots on top), LOTS of toasted crostinis with melted Daiya (and a couple had some cream cheese on top, as well), some olives and grape tomatoes mixed in, and some leftover pan-fried tofu. &lt;i&gt;Obviously&lt;/i&gt;, it was all &lt;i&gt;delicious&lt;/i&gt; because it was prepared with such love. My jaws were all &lt;i&gt;little&lt;/i&gt; tired from chewing so much crostini and baby carrots. Thank you, my sweet little chefs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, May 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YijQs8_L-rM/TcR5vzd8c9I/AAAAAAAAHRo/Asw6GNT_tXM/s1600/IMG_9017.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YijQs8_L-rM/TcR5vzd8c9I/AAAAAAAAHRo/Asw6GNT_tXM/s400/IMG_9017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603737698532357074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my 10 year old, playing at the train table&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, May 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ixLXE5sUWt0/TcR5vYh4p-I/AAAAAAAAHRg/j_BLE2VtudQ/s1600/IMG_9024.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ixLXE5sUWt0/TcR5vYh4p-I/AAAAAAAAHRg/j_BLE2VtudQ/s400/IMG_9024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603737691301128162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soccer fields are still flooded and closed, and in lieu of practice, we had our last team get-together at Play World.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6IQw48UKbOA/TcR5vQO9IrI/AAAAAAAAHRY/cDOupEFgdDg/s1600/IMG_9027.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6IQw48UKbOA/TcR5vQO9IrI/AAAAAAAAHRY/cDOupEFgdDg/s400/IMG_9027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603737689074246322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, May 4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think I have the perfect picture for this day, but I can't get to it right now. Will post another day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, May 5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RrHDvswGkwE/TcR8B011BdI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/DxVUrdik0Lk/s1600/IMG_8984.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RrHDvswGkwE/TcR8B011BdI/AAAAAAAAHSQ/DxVUrdik0Lk/s400/IMG_8984.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603740207161869778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sissy picked a few tiny plants outside, gathered 3 cups out of the cup drawer, added some water, and put in her plants. She was very proud of her beautiful vases.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last day of homeschool co-op for the year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, May 6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LYocZd57loo/TcR5vHkkuwI/AAAAAAAAHRQ/A2o2aD_EpuE/s1600/IMG_9043.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LYocZd57loo/TcR5vHkkuwI/AAAAAAAAHRQ/A2o2aD_EpuE/s400/IMG_9043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603737686749002498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of our babysitters took the two little ones to Jump Zone today to give me some cleaning time. They returned from their outing with these Mothers' Day flowers for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o5wGLJxz2CM/TcR5u-421CI/AAAAAAAAHRI/hDeDfwQJ-Bo/s1600/IMG_9045.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o5wGLJxz2CM/TcR5u-421CI/AAAAAAAAHRI/hDeDfwQJ-Bo/s400/IMG_9045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603737684418155554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And a sweet card they signed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, May 7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_GadofoN7-E/Tch_3gHIfoI/AAAAAAAAHTA/E0s1qzEtwmo/s1600/IMG_9055.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_GadofoN7-E/Tch_3gHIfoI/AAAAAAAAHTA/E0s1qzEtwmo/s400/IMG_9055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604870327751966338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank goodness the fields were dry now and the weather was lovely for Dash's last soccer game of the season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FBXCfH7QKzw/Tch-XYaDhKI/AAAAAAAAHS4/0lsjZZ9ZZwM/s1600/IMG_9058.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FBXCfH7QKzw/Tch-XYaDhKI/AAAAAAAAHS4/0lsjZZ9ZZwM/s400/IMG_9058.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604868676416406690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once again, we will &lt;i&gt;dearly&lt;/i&gt; miss watching him participate in an activity he enjoys so much - and we'll miss the team he has been (blessed to be) a part of for two seasons...but it will be nice to have our Tuesday nights and Saturday mornings free for a few months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rER9miFS_s4/Tch-XBGpVUI/AAAAAAAAHSw/HrBW5RZFuzk/s1600/IMG_9062.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rER9miFS_s4/Tch-XBGpVUI/AAAAAAAAHSw/HrBW5RZFuzk/s400/IMG_9062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604868670160983362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;running through the end of the game tunnel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7KxQyKyKuQ0/Tch-WhyIYOI/AAAAAAAAHSo/dloW4TQmBic/s1600/IMG_9067.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7KxQyKyKuQ0/Tch-WhyIYOI/AAAAAAAAHSo/dloW4TQmBic/s400/IMG_9067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604868661753438434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;last Big Cats team huddle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_8WRtNNwJYA/Tch-WdnHpzI/AAAAAAAAHSg/0fgiiCVlvRc/s1600/IMG_9072.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_8WRtNNwJYA/Tch-WdnHpzI/AAAAAAAAHSg/0fgiiCVlvRc/s400/IMG_9072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604868660633511730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way home, he begged me to see my camera for "just a second. This is going to be really funny...okay, now look at the picture I took." (Oops, as I was just editing, etc., he saw this picture on here and exclaimed, &lt;i&gt;"Don't put that on the blog! I'm embarrassed."&lt;/i&gt; Well, that's my job, Honey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, May 8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MsqPlpHOUSc/TciCYHyFNEI/AAAAAAAAHTI/vukotoLSj80/s1600/IMG_9089.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MsqPlpHOUSc/TciCYHyFNEI/AAAAAAAAHTI/vukotoLSj80/s400/IMG_9089.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604873087180158018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what Sissy put together for my Mothers' Day gift. Ryan helped her make an envelope out of construction paper, which she decorated. She filled it with "treasures" from her room - ribbons, a necklace, Silly Bandz, and coloring pages. I love it! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a really nice Mothers' Day. (Also, Dash had made a lovely bar of soap for me on his last day at homeschool co-op and also made me a beautiful, sweet card.) At church, Tornado and Sissy made me cards. Dash informed Carrie (who was watching them after Sunday School ended and helping the others with their cards) that he wasn't going to make me a card because "he'd already gotten me enough for Mothers' Day." Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We met my parents and sister in Little Rock for supper and also spent a little time with them at Barnes and Noble. (Mom &amp;amp; Dad bought us each a book. How nice is that. Except that she's MY mom, and she got me way more than I got HER for Mothers' Day.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, May 9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A_8wKza0u6w/Tch-WMAajpI/AAAAAAAAHSY/m5HzlI0tL5U/s1600/IMG_9078.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A_8wKza0u6w/Tch-WMAajpI/AAAAAAAAHSY/m5HzlI0tL5U/s400/IMG_9078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604868655907770002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dash finally got to give me the flowers he'd gotten (with my parents' help) at &lt;i&gt;Sam's&lt;/i&gt; when we were there last week. He was trying really hard to keep it a secret the whole time we were shopping by hiding it underneath the cart. (I may or may not have noticed this.) When Mom was paying, he took me over to "show me something" in order to distract me. It was all very, very sweet.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which only sort of makes up for the little booger that he was all afternoon today. In his defense, he was really tired. He fell asleep for the night at 6:45 after Ryan got home, had a talk with him about his behavior, and sent him to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, May 10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p9y5n6PVSxk/TcqJEFuqtfI/AAAAAAAAHUI/XnYxAefW238/s1600/IMG_9090.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p9y5n6PVSxk/TcqJEFuqtfI/AAAAAAAAHUI/XnYxAefW238/s400/IMG_9090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605443389566399986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dash and I had a really nice morning together, just the two of us. (Brother was at school, and Sissy was at her art classes.) We worked on his schoolwork together, then went to Wal-Mart and to Story-Time at the library, where we also checked out these books. He was happy that he could tell Daddy he had a "super good day," and was enjoying his "good consequences," which they had discussed the night before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-4740327690747482971?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/4740327690747482971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=4740327690747482971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/4740327690747482971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/4740327690747482971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/05/project-365-look-at-our-week.html' title='Project 365: a look at our week'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GsvPPbG70J4/Tb4IbwDzJDI/AAAAAAAAHQo/r2s0z1THw2A/s72-c/IMG_8967.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-1340886454774365942</id><published>2011-04-30T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T18:44:08.003-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids fun'/><title type='text'>Project 365: Tornado's Triumph</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;(I skipped April 29, but I will get back to that when I have more time. I wanted to post these pictures today, though, for those who weren't able to be there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, April 30&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is the weekend for our big town festival. (It's called &lt;strong&gt;Toad Suck Daze&lt;/strong&gt;!) Tornado brought a note home awhile back, saying he'd qualified for the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crawl, Drag, &amp;amp; Squirt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; competition put on by the fire department. (There is a preliminary round at the different elementary schools in town to see who will compete in the finals at Toad Suck.) He seemed proud that he'd gotten this letter with &lt;em&gt;"Congratulations!"&lt;/em&gt; included in it. I was surprised this was something he wanted to participate in - physical competitions are usually a nightmare for him - but I was glad and encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they first called his name, he happily put on the fireman coat and took his place. When the fireman ran out to the starting point with him, Tornado...kept on running back through the crowd, returning to the tent, and burying himself behind a trunk. Yeah, buddy, if I wasn't so concerned with appearances, that's probably what I'd do, too, when faced with standing in front of a crowd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;However, he declared he DID want to do it, (This is a common conflict within my 10 year old son; he often WANTS to do something - it's just really difficult for him to go through with it.) so he went back out there and gave it another shot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j1Qlt1heCFU/TbynR-j3qNI/AAAAAAAAHPQ/tdzVJPJVv-Q/s1600/IMG_8987.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601535963835115730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j1Qlt1heCFU/TbynR-j3qNI/AAAAAAAAHPQ/tdzVJPJVv-Q/s400/IMG_8987.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...with a big smile on his face the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MWkMPDmmovQ/TbynRnHmUAI/AAAAAAAAHPI/UyXa8c2prOQ/s1600/IMG_8989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601535957542522882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MWkMPDmmovQ/TbynRnHmUAI/AAAAAAAAHPI/UyXa8c2prOQ/s400/IMG_8989.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He did great! "Firefighter training" tasks included crawling through the tunnel, dragging a dummy to safety, running around fire hydrants, hammering a moveable weight and spraying the fire hose at a target. (What kid wouldn't want to spray a fire hose?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lVMBqpD141E/TbynRSrXs9I/AAAAAAAAHPA/ET7HzbvyYYs/s1600/IMG_8990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601535952055415762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lVMBqpD141E/TbynRSrXs9I/AAAAAAAAHPA/ET7HzbvyYYs/s400/IMG_8990.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nearing the finish line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TjfW9GhY-9o/TbynREI9u2I/AAAAAAAAHO4/FUNwVfMGQOc/s1600/IMG_8992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601535948153011042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TjfW9GhY-9o/TbynREI9u2I/AAAAAAAAHO4/FUNwVfMGQOc/s400/IMG_8992.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How great for my son to experience success with a crowd of cheering people and high-fives from firemen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QqZ4wLvkJ1w/TbynQxQrxQI/AAAAAAAAHOw/aPeMw1CdJvM/s1600/IMG_8993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601535943085114626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QqZ4wLvkJ1w/TbynQxQrxQI/AAAAAAAAHOw/aPeMw1CdJvM/s400/IMG_8993.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was a day of TRIUMPH for my son. He overcame a fear. And he felt good about himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ezMtzAIfBrE/TbyltHfNSuI/AAAAAAAAHOo/U0t-XsAmPEc/s1600/IMG_8997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601534231064693474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ezMtzAIfBrE/TbyltHfNSuI/AAAAAAAAHOo/U0t-XsAmPEc/s400/IMG_8997.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of the kids who qualified for today's race earned a medal, but there were only a certain number of trophies given out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-UBY2c48v4/TbylsrkOCoI/AAAAAAAAHOg/uQirHnHw7-M/s1600/IMG_9001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601534223569521282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-UBY2c48v4/TbylsrkOCoI/AAAAAAAAHOg/uQirHnHw7-M/s400/IMG_9001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had told Tornado not to expect a trophy because only some of the kids were going to get one. He was &lt;em&gt;sooo&lt;/em&gt; excited when they called his name. And going up there to accept his trophy was another triumph. (Loud, overstimulating situations aren't always easy for him, and there have been plenty of times he has declined an honor or privilege because it became overwhelming to him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N3rkoDe7Csc/TbylsBFsXgI/AAAAAAAAHOY/jtrhOXze0kY/s1600/IMG_9002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601534212167196162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N3rkoDe7Csc/TbylsBFsXgI/AAAAAAAAHOY/jtrhOXze0kY/s400/IMG_9002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think he warmed the hearts of a few of the firemen who gave him high-fives again after he got his trophy. One remarked, &lt;em&gt;"That smile!"&lt;/em&gt; The firefighters and volunteers were sooo kind and patient and fun. We love that they do this for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gg880O3yXgc/TbylsEi1FkI/AAAAAAAAHOQ/o37FT5SI388/s1600/IMG_9004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601534213094708802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gg880O3yXgc/TbylsEi1FkI/AAAAAAAAHOQ/o37FT5SI388/s400/IMG_9004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Congratulating Big Brother...later tonight, out of the blue, Sissy remarked to me (alone) something like, &lt;em&gt;"I'm proud of (him) for running the race and getting a trophy."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1fCnlDnc-wU/Tbylr8XX5wI/AAAAAAAAHOI/aPmJUxM9JEA/s1600/IMG_9006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601534210899175170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1fCnlDnc-wU/Tbylr8XX5wI/AAAAAAAAHOI/aPmJUxM9JEA/s400/IMG_9006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We ARE proud of you, Big Guy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-1340886454774365942?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/1340886454774365942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=1340886454774365942' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/1340886454774365942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/1340886454774365942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/04/project-365-tornados-triumph.html' title='Project 365: Tornado&apos;s Triumph'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j1Qlt1heCFU/TbynR-j3qNI/AAAAAAAAHPQ/tdzVJPJVv-Q/s72-c/IMG_8987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-8181350249307405463</id><published>2011-04-28T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T20:42:49.068-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great Britain'/><title type='text'>Project 365: Storms &amp; a Royal Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, April 25&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XiF6U9UvpfQ/TbotsHL4SEI/AAAAAAAAHNg/Dx4uP3OdSnM/s1600/IMG_8897.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XiF6U9UvpfQ/TbotsHL4SEI/AAAAAAAAHNg/Dx4uP3OdSnM/s400/IMG_8897.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600839322455001154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I couldn't capture all of the weather craziness on camera. The kids and I sat in the under-the-stairs closet for a bit, thanking the Lord when Daddy made it home safely. Our home and trees remained unscathed. Our neighboring town, Vilonia, sadly &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kRqIIXyDOww"&gt;didn't fare as well&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Tuesday, April 26&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qUsN5v0_8H0/TbowOtf7cTI/AAAAAAAAHOA/Yqk5blwMWqA/s1600/IMG_8903.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qUsN5v0_8H0/TbowOtf7cTI/AAAAAAAAHOA/Yqk5blwMWqA/s400/IMG_8903.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600842115878449458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My sweet hubby, washing dishes before bed. As I lounged on the couch. I'm &lt;i&gt;kidding&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, April 27&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JUkMZYy789o/TbowOEWDBzI/AAAAAAAAHN4/5g-36uZSGYg/s1600/IMG_8918.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JUkMZYy789o/TbowOEWDBzI/AAAAAAAAHN4/5g-36uZSGYg/s400/IMG_8918.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600842104831149874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tornado and I went to Little Rock in the afternoon to run some errands. We also stopped by the library where I checked out England/Great Britain books, and he got a stack of &lt;i&gt;Disney&lt;/i&gt; (and a &lt;i&gt;Cars&lt;/i&gt;) comic books.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, April 28&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gPMBrp7kMYE/TbooSIfA1MI/AAAAAAAAHNY/qSX4xG7KKjw/s1600/IMG_8935.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gPMBrp7kMYE/TbooSIfA1MI/AAAAAAAAHNY/qSX4xG7KKjw/s400/IMG_8935.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600833378568950978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who else is excited about the wedding?! We're all set for our early morning breakfast/viewing party! (It's not too late for &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; to make custom Will &amp;amp; Kate plates of your own...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-8181350249307405463?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/8181350249307405463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=8181350249307405463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/8181350249307405463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/8181350249307405463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/04/project-365-storms-royal-wedding.html' title='Project 365: Storms &amp; a Royal Wedding'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XiF6U9UvpfQ/TbotsHL4SEI/AAAAAAAAHNg/Dx4uP3OdSnM/s72-c/IMG_8897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-3443122534124912110</id><published>2011-04-28T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T15:31:53.563-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children&apos;s book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Garden Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Garden Challenge Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Garden Challenge Part Two&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(For my first &lt;b&gt;Garden Challenge&lt;/b&gt; post, go &lt;a href="http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/04/preschool-corner-garden-challenge-kids.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/get/flashplayer/current/swflash.cab" id="Player_283efe46-615c-47da-b572-6e216002b834" width="600px" height="200px"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?rt=tf_ssw&amp;amp;ServiceVersion=20070822&amp;amp;MarketPlace=US&amp;amp;ID=V20070822%2FUS%2Facadatthouoak-20%2F8003%2F283efe46-615c-47da-b572-6e216002b834&amp;amp;Operation=GetDisplayTemplate"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?rt=tf_ssw&amp;amp;ServiceVersion=20070822&amp;amp;MarketPlace=US&amp;amp;ID=V20070822%2FUS%2Facadatthouoak-20%2F8003%2F283efe46-615c-47da-b572-6e216002b834&amp;amp;Operation=GetDisplayTemplate" id="Player_283efe46-615c-47da-b572-6e216002b834" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="Player_283efe46-615c-47da-b572-6e216002b834" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" height="200px" width="600px"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;noscript&gt;&lt;a href="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?rt=tf_ssw&amp;amp;ServiceVersion=20070822&amp;amp;MarketPlace=US&amp;amp;ID=V20070822%2FUS%2Facadatthouoak-20%2F8003%2F283efe46-615c-47da-b572-6e216002b834&amp;amp;Operation=NoScript"&gt;Amazon.com Widgets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the four garden books we found at the library today. They all look really cute. And not only do they have beautiful illustrations with sweet stories, there are learning elements in each book, as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BD3-dkBbj48/TbnlvtZNz4I/AAAAAAAAHNQ/tBavtm1s7mM/s1600/IMG_8926.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BD3-dkBbj48/TbnlvtZNz4I/AAAAAAAAHNQ/tBavtm1s7mM/s400/IMG_8926.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600760219413892994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last time, I wrote about how the kids painted pots and planted grass (or chives - their choice) seeds. Sissy's turned out really cute. (They boys' suffered at the hands of all the recent bad storms. They got dumped over, and we are replanting.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kF3F52edlH0/TbnckmjL-CI/AAAAAAAAHMw/VyowGP_oE30/s1600/IMG_8661.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kF3F52edlH0/TbnckmjL-CI/AAAAAAAAHMw/VyowGP_oE30/s400/IMG_8661.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600750132993456162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pan we filled with dirt and grass seeds also proved to be a worthwhile project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AR-BfwLE-ls/Tbnd_ADpFzI/AAAAAAAAHNI/bXnWT62pKh4/s1600/IMG_8931.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AR-BfwLE-ls/Tbnd_ADpFzI/AAAAAAAAHNI/bXnWT62pKh4/s400/IMG_8931.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600751686028695346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think the kids play with it every day (especially my 6 year old son). The grass grew really thick, and it's holding up pretty well to all of their cars and animals clomping through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_MNOrvY1jx4/TbnYKtb_5rI/AAAAAAAAHMo/wBGA9zxeiaQ/s1600/IMG_8921.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_MNOrvY1jx4/TbnYKtb_5rI/AAAAAAAAHMo/wBGA9zxeiaQ/s400/IMG_8921.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600745290119243442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One really fun surprise were these two pots which burst forth with flowers unexpectedly. They still had the dirt in them from last summer. I didn't realize they had contained perennials, so this was such a little gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3p2SZQ140Pw/TbnYKbuR_NI/AAAAAAAAHMg/no95zRm2esc/s1600/IMG_8923.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3p2SZQ140Pw/TbnYKbuR_NI/AAAAAAAAHMg/no95zRm2esc/s400/IMG_8923.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600745285364088018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our veggies are growing - even our "mystery vegetable" which somehow went unlabeled. Here are a few of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gfuATB_SQrQ/TbnYJklA4tI/AAAAAAAAHMQ/AgnfChTQ5_0/s1600/IMG_8924.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gfuATB_SQrQ/TbnYJklA4tI/AAAAAAAAHMQ/AgnfChTQ5_0/s400/IMG_8924.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600745270561268434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of the rain has been a blessing, and there is obvious growth in our garden. However, in other areas it has been a detriment. Many of the seeds we planted directly into the ground are sprouting up, but some areas really washed out. A lesson in gardening and farming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids are going to be helping me replant some seeds, weed, deadhead flowers, and plant some Easter Lilies my dad dug up for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VfXBm6fU-mQ/TbndFjfuIsI/AAAAAAAAHNA/rcGDRUMwwH8/s1600/IMG_8862.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VfXBm6fU-mQ/TbndFjfuIsI/AAAAAAAAHNA/rcGDRUMwwH8/s400/IMG_8862.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600750699109294786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of plants, my parents gifted me with two beautiful plants on Easter. My dad planted these Hen and Chicks in this cool pot. I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eQ9042_E37s/TbndFT8BbII/AAAAAAAAHM4/fqTnEro2pZY/s1600/IMG_8861.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eQ9042_E37s/TbndFT8BbII/AAAAAAAAHM4/fqTnEro2pZY/s400/IMG_8861.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600750694933032066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He also planted these Calla Lilies in a very cute bird pot. Thanks, Dad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thehomeschoolvillage.com/2011/04/hsv-garden-challenge-link-up-2.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Homeschool Village&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thehomeschoolvillage.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/HSV-Garden-Challenge-250-copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749884542317785773-3443122534124912110?l=agreaterhand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/feeds/3443122534124912110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749884542317785773&amp;postID=3443122534124912110' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/3443122534124912110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749884542317785773/posts/default/3443122534124912110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agreaterhand.blogspot.com/2011/04/garden-challenge-part-two.html' title='Garden Challenge Part Two'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320336368732794711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnwOr6l22qw/TuazUnFRBKI/AAAAAAAAJI0/tJ-1Pod_5FI/s220/jenny%2Bsanta.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BD3-dkBbj48/TbnlvtZNz4I/AAAAAAAAHNQ/tBavtm1s7mM/s72-c/IMG_8926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749884542317785773.post-3042385601817263978</id><published>2011-04-27T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T08:37:12.103-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children&apos;s book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family fun night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ireland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geography/history'/><title type='text'>Ireland Studies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We began our Ireland unit around St. Patrick's Day. I wrote about the books we've used and Irish related activities we did during that time &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/P.S.%20I%20can't%20remember%20if%20I%20sent%20you%20our%20address%20or%20not%20so%20if%20not,%20let%20me%20know%20-%20and%20if%20you're%20ever%20mailing%20stuff,%20we'd%20love%20to%20get%20one%20from%20you,%20too.%20We're%20going%20to%20start%20state%20studies%20again%20this%20summer%20maybe%20so%20no%20rush!"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. We still had a few activities left to wrap up our unit, which we finished this week. One thing we did was watch a few videos on youtube, etc. about Ireland. We also watched a few Irish jigs on youtube and practiced doing it ourselves. We &lt;i&gt;may have&lt;/i&gt; even gotten Daddy involved. But, sadly, I don't have any photos to prove it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-46GJEcJBkhU/TbgugSHQKUI/AAAAAAAAHL4/jRmtMHRFfQM/s1600/IMG_8882.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-46GJEcJBkhU/TbgugSHQKUI/AAAAAAAAHL4/jRmtMHRFfQM/s400/IMG_8882.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600277268788160834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For our St. Patrick's Day meal, we had eaten GREEN foods. So for this family fun night, we ate an IRISH meal, which consisted of Corned "Beef" (actually seitan) &amp;amp; Cabbage, Potato Soup, Apple Mash, and Irish Soda Bread (so easy!). I wrote about our meal on &lt;a href="http://veganandsoforth.blogspot.com/2011/04/eat-world-challenge-korea-ireland.html"&gt;my food blog&lt;/a&gt;. For table decorations, I found &lt;a href="http://www.activityvillage.co.uk/ireland_flag_printables.htm"&gt;Irish flags&lt;/a&gt; online, printed them, cut them out, and scattered them around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lcd5MZLAai0/TbgugIWG4iI/AAAAAAAAHLw/0wVknd8jUAE/s1600/IMG_8879.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lcd5MZLAai0/TbgugIWG4iI/AAAAAAAAHLw/0wVknd8jUAE/s400/IMG_8879.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600277266166112802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I managed to come up with five different green ribbons around the house. I told them I was using different shades of green to remind them that Ireland is a country known to have "40 shades of green." (I also want to do an art project with every shade of green crayon I can find.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two of the books we read recently, &lt;i&gt;Jamie O'Rourke and the Pooka&lt;/i&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;i&gt;Jamie O'Rourke and the Big Potato&lt;/i&gt; (both by Tomie dePaolo) were the inspiration for our potato activities:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51Z7snbMgHL._SL75_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="data:image/jpg;base64,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
