I've been working on a baby blanket for my friend's baby. I started it the day after she was born. She'll be one year old in just a matter of weeks.
I've been busy, what else can I say?!
I finally finished the blanket last night. Except I'm not happy with it. I discovered that I made a BIG boo-boo.
A boo-boo that was made early on, but only just discovered as I was working the last two finishing border rows.
Some people would call it good. Some people would ship the blanket off, maybe even pointing out the error, and say that it was made with love and yada yada yada. I'm not some people.
Nope. Not me. I want it to be as close to perfect as I can get it. Which means I'm either going to rip the darn thing apart and redo more than 2/3rds of the blanket, or I'm going to start fresh. Dunno which at this point, but I DO know that I've got to get a move on it. My goal is to get this blanket finished and shipped off BEFORE said child turns 1yo!
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Wordless Wednesday -- Project 365
Wednesday, January 19 -- yes, my boy has a pair of his boxers on his head.....silly boy!
Thursday, January 20 -- Irish Soda Bread
Friday, January 21 -- SNOW DAY! (the neighborhood kids all gathered to play in the snow together)
Saturday, January 22
Sunday, January 23 -- Homemade Beef Stew...yummy!
Monday, January 24 -- Nora's first french braids
Tuesday, January 25 -- it's been a little tough for me to urge Grace to try harder to reach her sales goals for the GS Cookie sale....but she's doing pretty fair on her own.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Another School Delay
I was awakened this morning by the phone ringing at 5:21am. It was the automated phone call from the public school system advising us that there will be a 90 minute delay today. I didn't realize it would have snowed enough to delay!
With every 90 minute delayed opening that the school has, the am Kindergarteners' classes get cancelled. The pm Kindergarteners still have their regular school schedule. For this very reason, I'm *so* very glad Will is in the afternoon class!
The way I'm looking at it, his teacher will have more time to cover all of the required academics with the afternoon kids. I actually feel bad for the morning kids -- at least some of them will probably feel 'rushed' in learning all that they need to learn.
With every 90 minute delayed opening that the school has, the am Kindergarteners' classes get cancelled. The pm Kindergarteners still have their regular school schedule. For this very reason, I'm *so* very glad Will is in the afternoon class!
The way I'm looking at it, his teacher will have more time to cover all of the required academics with the afternoon kids. I actually feel bad for the morning kids -- at least some of them will probably feel 'rushed' in learning all that they need to learn.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Baby It's Cold Outside!
In case you haven't seen the national weather forecast, we're in a deep freeze. A good amount of the country is in a deep freeze. I guess one can't really complain -- it IS winter, afterall.
Just my luck, this cold weather has arrived now. It coincides with my recent determination that we need to cut back on the thermostat just a tad. We have gone through quite a bit of oil already this winter, keeping our house at a warm enough temperature that it was not necessary to wear more than one layer of winter clothing.
Ah well. I'm not deterred. There's no harm in adding another shirt or sweater to be warmer. Besides, I'm only knocking the thermostat back by 3 or 4 degrees. Shouldn't make too much of a difference.
Just my luck, this cold weather has arrived now. It coincides with my recent determination that we need to cut back on the thermostat just a tad. We have gone through quite a bit of oil already this winter, keeping our house at a warm enough temperature that it was not necessary to wear more than one layer of winter clothing.
Ah well. I'm not deterred. There's no harm in adding another shirt or sweater to be warmer. Besides, I'm only knocking the thermostat back by 3 or 4 degrees. Shouldn't make too much of a difference.
Saturday, January 22, 2011
The Next Great Chef!
This morning, Will decided he wanted scrambled eggs. I had already made buttermilk pancakes. Neither Gordon nor I felt like making scrambled eggs. Gordon told Will that if he wanted something more to eat that it would have to be something he could make/get for himself.
Will declared it was easy to make scrambled eggs. He then proceeded to tell Gordon step-by-step just how to go about making scrambled eggs. I looked at Gordon and asked if he thought we should let Will prove to us that he could do it. We did.
He did!
I was right at his side, ready to jump in if/when he needed help. He did quite well! He needed a little help cracking the eggs, and I'm the one who retrieved the batter bowl from the microwave when it was done cooking**, but he did all the rest of it himself!
Of course, I couldn't resist taking a couple of pictures along the way to document...
** For the record, I personally prefer to cook eggs on the stovetop, but often resort to cooking them in the microwave when it's just Will who wants them, which is often the case.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Shoving the chicks out of the nest?
Grace is in Girl Scouts. I'm one of her co-leaders. For those not in touch with the Girl Scouting world, we're in the midst of Cookie Sales here in Connecticut.
In years past, I've encouraged the girls to do their cookie sales. I've suggested friends, family, and neighbors they can ask to order. I've even taken the extra order here or there myself, to help my girls reach their selling goals.
And then, when the cookies arrive in early-mid March, I get to organize and sort all of the cookie orders. I get to drive from here to Timbuktu and back to make deliveries. I get to put in money for orders not delivered by the designated time, and worry about 'catching up' with said purchaser at a later point.
THIS year, I said, would be different. THIS year I only have one girl in scouting. THIS year I would encourage but not prompt. I would facilitate only when asked. Most importantly, THIS year I will insist that the girl in question do a fair share of the work when it comes to organizing and sorting and delivering.
And so, this year I haven't reminded Grace to grab her order form whenever we were going to someone's house. I didn't suggest she bring her form to Nana's Vermont house this past weekend. I didn't remind her to ask Daddy to bring the form to work (which, in years past, I've actually never done either -- I've always driven the girls down to where Daddy works and brought them throughout the offices and furniture store to ask the coworkers themselves....noone can resist a cute kid selling stuff!).
Grace has done pretty well for herself without my prompting. She brought her form to school to ask her teachers if they were interested. She brought the form to Vermont to sell to Nana and Cousin Anthony. She even asked Gordon if he would bring the form to work, which means I won't have to chauffer her there myself (which I would have, if she'd asked).
She's nowhere near her goal of 1,500, but she's making great progress!
I DID suggest to Grace that she could e-mail some of the local relatives to see if they were interested in placing an order, rather than phoning them. She hates to make phone calls herself, gets all sorts of nervous when she's faced with such a task. She's gotten a couple of positive responses already.
Here's to letting the apron strings loosen a little and encouraging the chickadees to spread their wings a bit! I'm finding that it is as freeing an act for the Momma Bird as it is for the chicks.
In years past, I've encouraged the girls to do their cookie sales. I've suggested friends, family, and neighbors they can ask to order. I've even taken the extra order here or there myself, to help my girls reach their selling goals.
And then, when the cookies arrive in early-mid March, I get to organize and sort all of the cookie orders. I get to drive from here to Timbuktu and back to make deliveries. I get to put in money for orders not delivered by the designated time, and worry about 'catching up' with said purchaser at a later point.
THIS year, I said, would be different. THIS year I only have one girl in scouting. THIS year I would encourage but not prompt. I would facilitate only when asked. Most importantly, THIS year I will insist that the girl in question do a fair share of the work when it comes to organizing and sorting and delivering.
And so, this year I haven't reminded Grace to grab her order form whenever we were going to someone's house. I didn't suggest she bring her form to Nana's Vermont house this past weekend. I didn't remind her to ask Daddy to bring the form to work (which, in years past, I've actually never done either -- I've always driven the girls down to where Daddy works and brought them throughout the offices and furniture store to ask the coworkers themselves....noone can resist a cute kid selling stuff!).
Grace has done pretty well for herself without my prompting. She brought her form to school to ask her teachers if they were interested. She brought the form to Vermont to sell to Nana and Cousin Anthony. She even asked Gordon if he would bring the form to work, which means I won't have to chauffer her there myself (which I would have, if she'd asked).
She's nowhere near her goal of 1,500, but she's making great progress!
I DID suggest to Grace that she could e-mail some of the local relatives to see if they were interested in placing an order, rather than phoning them. She hates to make phone calls herself, gets all sorts of nervous when she's faced with such a task. She's gotten a couple of positive responses already.
Here's to letting the apron strings loosen a little and encouraging the chickadees to spread their wings a bit! I'm finding that it is as freeing an act for the Momma Bird as it is for the chicks.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Wordless Wednesday -- Project 365
Wednesday, January 12 -- the BIG storm, we got almost 3 feet of snow!
Thursday, January 13
Friday, January 14 -- packing for our weekend getaway
Saturday, January 15 -- Nora climbed up in Bert's lap and fell asleep almost instantly
Sunday, January 16 -- Gordon getting his relaxation on
Monday, January 17 -- time to head home
Tuesday, January 18 -- Dianna got lost in Harry Potter
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
We're BACK!
Our weekend runaway flew by far too quickly. We returned home last night, in time to get the kids dressed in jammies and ready for bed. I miss Mom, Bert, and Anthony already.
We didn't do much the whole weekend. Actually, we pretty much did nothing. I went with Mom to the grocery store early Saturday, because we needed food to eat. Other than that one trip, Gordon and I stayed at Mom's house the whole time.
Mom, Bert, and Anthony ran up to the fairgrounds to stop in and check on my cousin's booth at the hunting/fishing/gaming expo. Part of me really wanted to join them. The other part of me was good with staying at the house. I left the decision up to Gordon, who was very much into the 'do nothing' mentality, so we stayed in.
Today, we're getting a mixture of sleet and freezing rain. Good thing we returned home last night, before the storm hit. I don't drive in slick conditions very well. I'm not even a good passenger when it comes to slick conditions.
We didn't do much the whole weekend. Actually, we pretty much did nothing. I went with Mom to the grocery store early Saturday, because we needed food to eat. Other than that one trip, Gordon and I stayed at Mom's house the whole time.
Mom, Bert, and Anthony ran up to the fairgrounds to stop in and check on my cousin's booth at the hunting/fishing/gaming expo. Part of me really wanted to join them. The other part of me was good with staying at the house. I left the decision up to Gordon, who was very much into the 'do nothing' mentality, so we stayed in.
Today, we're getting a mixture of sleet and freezing rain. Good thing we returned home last night, before the storm hit. I don't drive in slick conditions very well. I'm not even a good passenger when it comes to slick conditions.
Friday, January 14, 2011
Calgon, Take Me Away!
I'm going to pretend that my doctor suggested I relax and take it easy for a few days. I'm going take these next couple of days 'off from work'. I'm not going to do even one load of laundry (if I can help it!). Basically, I'm going to pretend that this whole weekend is like one big, hot, relaxing bubble bath!
How am I going to do that, you ask?
It's simple! I'm running away.
Okay. Maybe I'm not going to get to run away all by myself. That's ok. I'll take everyone with me. Just so long as I get to take at least one soak in the jacuzzi tub, completely uninterrupted.
How am I going to do that, you ask?
It's simple! I'm running away.
Okay. Maybe I'm not going to get to run away all by myself. That's ok. I'll take everyone with me. Just so long as I get to take at least one soak in the jacuzzi tub, completely uninterrupted.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Medical Moments
These last few weeks have been trying for me. I have had problems with anxiety for a long while now, but have (almost) always dealt with it on my own. I say (almost) because I did take an anti-anxiety medication when William was a little infant, for about 5 months.
I started seeing a therapist at the end of December. I could tell that my anxieties were getting at me more than they ever had, so I felt it was time to seek some professional counsel. I really like my therapist, she's a sweet woman who has offered quite a few wonderful ideas on ways to better handle my anxieties.
About two weeks ago, I also went to see a dermatologist. I have been meaning to have all of my various moles looked over for a long time now, plus I finally had had enough with looking like a pubescent teenager with all of the acne I've had for more than a year now. The dermatologist looked over my moles, removed two that she deemed 'suspicious' (both came back from pathology as benign, thank goodness!), and talked to me about the acne. She said it could be 'adult acne' or it could be rosacea. It's hard to tell the difference sometimes. She suggested we try a course of antibiotics, taken orally, as well as a topical cream.
Since starting the antibiotics, I've noticed that I've felt like I was having anxiety attacks a lot more frequently. It was almost mind-boggling -- here I am, seeing a therapist regularly, yet I'm having MORE anxiety. Over this past weekend, the anxiety attacks were so bad that I discussed with Gordon whether he thought I should look into going back on an anti-anxiety medication for the time being. I also discussed it with my therapist when I met with her on Tuesday. We all agreed that I'm taking the right steps to handle my anxieties, that we're heading in the right direction already and the meds were not necessarily necessary right now.
Yesterday I began to feel an axiety attack coming on again, but it was far worse than I could have experienced before. I worried that maybe it wasn't just an anxiety attack -- I feared that I was having a strange reaction to the antibiotic. To give you an idea of how I felt, I felt like I had a boa constrictor wrapped around my chest, making it more than difficult to breathe. I felt like my heart was racing nonstop. The more I tried to relax, the worse it seemed to get. Gordon and I discussed it, he cared for me throughout the afternoon, making lunch and letting me try to nap. Still, I just knew that whatever it was causing my problems, it had to be more than just my anxiety. I had NOTHING to be anxious about! Well, besides feeling like I couldn't breathe.
It HAD to be the antibiotic that I've been taking. But then I wondered if I was overreacting. Was I being a hypochondriac?
I called both the dermatologist and my general doctor this morning. I have yet to hear back from the dermatologist. I just tried to call again and was pushed through to their after-hours answering service, so I guess they're still closed from the snow storm we just had.
My general doctor called me back and talked to me. He suggested I come in and see him, so he could assess me and see if we could figure out what's going on. I sent the big girls to school, dropped the little ones off at the neighbor's house, and headed to the doctor's office.
The diagnosis? It's anxiety. My doctor feels that the antibiotic has caused my anxiety levels to skyrocket, causing me to have severe anxiety attacks. While I feel so relieved to know that I am not dying, I'm still feeling like I'm struggling to breathe deeply. Hopefully my symptoms will subside sooner than not -- I'm certainly NOT taking that antibiotic ever again!
I started seeing a therapist at the end of December. I could tell that my anxieties were getting at me more than they ever had, so I felt it was time to seek some professional counsel. I really like my therapist, she's a sweet woman who has offered quite a few wonderful ideas on ways to better handle my anxieties.
About two weeks ago, I also went to see a dermatologist. I have been meaning to have all of my various moles looked over for a long time now, plus I finally had had enough with looking like a pubescent teenager with all of the acne I've had for more than a year now. The dermatologist looked over my moles, removed two that she deemed 'suspicious' (both came back from pathology as benign, thank goodness!), and talked to me about the acne. She said it could be 'adult acne' or it could be rosacea. It's hard to tell the difference sometimes. She suggested we try a course of antibiotics, taken orally, as well as a topical cream.
Since starting the antibiotics, I've noticed that I've felt like I was having anxiety attacks a lot more frequently. It was almost mind-boggling -- here I am, seeing a therapist regularly, yet I'm having MORE anxiety. Over this past weekend, the anxiety attacks were so bad that I discussed with Gordon whether he thought I should look into going back on an anti-anxiety medication for the time being. I also discussed it with my therapist when I met with her on Tuesday. We all agreed that I'm taking the right steps to handle my anxieties, that we're heading in the right direction already and the meds were not necessarily necessary right now.
Yesterday I began to feel an axiety attack coming on again, but it was far worse than I could have experienced before. I worried that maybe it wasn't just an anxiety attack -- I feared that I was having a strange reaction to the antibiotic. To give you an idea of how I felt, I felt like I had a boa constrictor wrapped around my chest, making it more than difficult to breathe. I felt like my heart was racing nonstop. The more I tried to relax, the worse it seemed to get. Gordon and I discussed it, he cared for me throughout the afternoon, making lunch and letting me try to nap. Still, I just knew that whatever it was causing my problems, it had to be more than just my anxiety. I had NOTHING to be anxious about! Well, besides feeling like I couldn't breathe.
It HAD to be the antibiotic that I've been taking. But then I wondered if I was overreacting. Was I being a hypochondriac?
I called both the dermatologist and my general doctor this morning. I have yet to hear back from the dermatologist. I just tried to call again and was pushed through to their after-hours answering service, so I guess they're still closed from the snow storm we just had.
My general doctor called me back and talked to me. He suggested I come in and see him, so he could assess me and see if we could figure out what's going on. I sent the big girls to school, dropped the little ones off at the neighbor's house, and headed to the doctor's office.
The diagnosis? It's anxiety. My doctor feels that the antibiotic has caused my anxiety levels to skyrocket, causing me to have severe anxiety attacks. While I feel so relieved to know that I am not dying, I'm still feeling like I'm struggling to breathe deeply. Hopefully my symptoms will subside sooner than not -- I'm certainly NOT taking that antibiotic ever again!
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Wordless Wednesday -- Project 365
January 5, 2011 -- Dianna practicing her piano
January 6, 2011
January 7, 2011 (Lexi wasn't being a very cooperative doggy)
January 8, 2011 -- we got a little snow overnight
January 9, 2011 -- all suited up to play in the snow! (we got even more snow overnight Saturday into Sunday)
January 10, 2011 (Sourdough Coffee Cake!)
January 11, 2011 -- breakfast with the girls
Monday, January 10, 2011
Monday Morning Ramblings
We've just come off a great weekend that held little to no serious commitments. We started it off with the threat of snow Friday afternoon/evening. Grace's first indoor soccer practice was cancelled because of this. I was thrilled okay with this change in plans -- it meant I would only have Di's karate class to worry about Friday evening!
We woke Saturday morning to a few inches of snow. Not as much as I'd expected, but enough to make the kids happy. Grace got a phone call with an invitation to spend the day/night at her friend Allison's house. Dianna went to a birthday party for our friend's son, Gavin. Nothing spectacular going on. So very nice to not feel like we're trying to beat the clock!
More snow fell Saturday night. Again, I was wrong in my expectations of how much we were going to get. I had expected only a dusting. About 4-5" fell instead. I can't blame anyone but myself for being unprepared -- I was guessing without even the benefit of knowing what our local weather forecaster'sguess prediction was.
I ended up skipping my Weight Watchers meeting and church yesterday morning. I had no idea what the roads were looking like, and I didn't want to chance it. Oh, and the warm confines of my cozy bed didn't help convince me otherwise.
I love that everyone has enjoyed the first installment of my Project 365. It truly is fun to try to capture a photo that will help me remember something out of every day. Even if it's just a mundane weekday.
Speaking of which, in reference to Pauline's comment on the post, I have an answer. No, that's not Eleanor in the forefront of the New Year's Day picture. That is our neighbor's daughter tooting the horn. Rob and Margaret, our neighbors from up the street, and their two children celebrated New Year's Eve with us this year. It was great fun for everyone!
Back to the snow talk.
The forecasters are calling for us to get SLAMMED with snow this week. They're predicting it'll hit us tomorrow night. By Wednesday morning, they're warning us to expect at least 10-18" of new snow on the ground. Guess I should plan some fun activities to keep the kids occupied Wednesday, huh?
I hope the storm is cleared up relatively quickly. Gordon, the kids, and I are planning on heading to Vermont for the weekend. The kids all have both Monday and Tuesday of next week off (Monday for Martin Luther King Day and Tuesday for Teacher Workshop). Gordon decided to use a personal day so that he could join us for a long weekend up North. He really enjoys spending time up there just as much as I do -- especially if Mom and I don't run off too much and leave him in charge of the kids! (Honey -- I promise to not go to Timbuktu and back for groceries!!)
Nora has begun potty training. She's doing quite well, only having an accident or two a day. Of course, I bet she'd have more accidents than that if Mommy and Daddy weren't so diligent in telling her it's time to "try" every so often throughout the day. It's all a learning process though, and she's already shown some major improvements. I'm very hopeful that she'll be self-sufficient in the potty department real soon. She'll need to be fully trained by June 2011 -- she's been asked to be the flower girl in her cousin Heather's wedding!
In case you missed mention of it earlier in my post, Grace is starting indoor soccer now. This will be her first season ever of playing indoor soccer. She's happy about it, I'd guess. She's not complaining at least. (And no, I'm NOT making her play -- she said she wanted to when her coach first mentioned it over the fall) Lately it's gotten hard to gauge her opinion. She's well on her way towards being a temperamental, moody teen. I pray the Lord helps me navigate what I'm expecting to be a few really rocky years ahead.
Dianna is still in karate. She's doing quite well! Even without the benchmark of testing to the next rank, I can tell that she's learning a lot. She has begun to show real signs of self control, self discipline, as well as respect for others -- all big themes within karate and things her instructors speak of often.
Dianna is also taking piano lessons. She started in the middle of November. She has progressed through the early stages of piano playing rather rapidly, in my opinion. Her teacher is a sweet young girl who lives right here in our town. Miss Cristina has commented a few times how awesome Dianna is doing and how even she's impressed with Dianna's quick learning. It's obvious to all of us that Dianna simply has a talent for music. (Much like Grace seems to have a talent for sports, soccer in particular)
William's is also growing right before my eyes. He now holds his pencil correctly almost every time, and self-corrects himself if he grasps it wrong at first. He's been writing a LOT. He likes to use the chalkboard we have in our livingroom to draw on, often sounding out words to write alongside his drawings. I'm still on the fence with what to do about schooling for him next year. Most likely we'll follow the suggestion of his current Kindergarten teacher at the end of this year. If she thinks he's ready for 1st Grade, then we'll move him up. If she thinks he'd benefit from a second year of Kindergarten, then we'll hold him back. She IS better at gauging children's development than I am, afterall.
We woke Saturday morning to a few inches of snow. Not as much as I'd expected, but enough to make the kids happy. Grace got a phone call with an invitation to spend the day/night at her friend Allison's house. Dianna went to a birthday party for our friend's son, Gavin. Nothing spectacular going on. So very nice to not feel like we're trying to beat the clock!
More snow fell Saturday night. Again, I was wrong in my expectations of how much we were going to get. I had expected only a dusting. About 4-5" fell instead. I can't blame anyone but myself for being unprepared -- I was guessing without even the benefit of knowing what our local weather forecaster's
I ended up skipping my Weight Watchers meeting and church yesterday morning. I had no idea what the roads were looking like, and I didn't want to chance it. Oh, and the warm confines of my cozy bed didn't help convince me otherwise.
I love that everyone has enjoyed the first installment of my Project 365. It truly is fun to try to capture a photo that will help me remember something out of every day. Even if it's just a mundane weekday.
Speaking of which, in reference to Pauline's comment on the post, I have an answer. No, that's not Eleanor in the forefront of the New Year's Day picture. That is our neighbor's daughter tooting the horn. Rob and Margaret, our neighbors from up the street, and their two children celebrated New Year's Eve with us this year. It was great fun for everyone!
Back to the snow talk.
The forecasters are calling for us to get SLAMMED with snow this week. They're predicting it'll hit us tomorrow night. By Wednesday morning, they're warning us to expect at least 10-18" of new snow on the ground. Guess I should plan some fun activities to keep the kids occupied Wednesday, huh?
I hope the storm is cleared up relatively quickly. Gordon, the kids, and I are planning on heading to Vermont for the weekend. The kids all have both Monday and Tuesday of next week off (Monday for Martin Luther King Day and Tuesday for Teacher Workshop). Gordon decided to use a personal day so that he could join us for a long weekend up North. He really enjoys spending time up there just as much as I do -- especially if Mom and I don't run off too much and leave him in charge of the kids! (Honey -- I promise to not go to Timbuktu and back for groceries!!)
Nora has begun potty training. She's doing quite well, only having an accident or two a day. Of course, I bet she'd have more accidents than that if Mommy and Daddy weren't so diligent in telling her it's time to "try" every so often throughout the day. It's all a learning process though, and she's already shown some major improvements. I'm very hopeful that she'll be self-sufficient in the potty department real soon. She'll need to be fully trained by June 2011 -- she's been asked to be the flower girl in her cousin Heather's wedding!
In case you missed mention of it earlier in my post, Grace is starting indoor soccer now. This will be her first season ever of playing indoor soccer. She's happy about it, I'd guess. She's not complaining at least. (And no, I'm NOT making her play -- she said she wanted to when her coach first mentioned it over the fall) Lately it's gotten hard to gauge her opinion. She's well on her way towards being a temperamental, moody teen. I pray the Lord helps me navigate what I'm expecting to be a few really rocky years ahead.
Dianna is still in karate. She's doing quite well! Even without the benchmark of testing to the next rank, I can tell that she's learning a lot. She has begun to show real signs of self control, self discipline, as well as respect for others -- all big themes within karate and things her instructors speak of often.
Dianna is also taking piano lessons. She started in the middle of November. She has progressed through the early stages of piano playing rather rapidly, in my opinion. Her teacher is a sweet young girl who lives right here in our town. Miss Cristina has commented a few times how awesome Dianna is doing and how even she's impressed with Dianna's quick learning. It's obvious to all of us that Dianna simply has a talent for music. (Much like Grace seems to have a talent for sports, soccer in particular)
William's is also growing right before my eyes. He now holds his pencil correctly almost every time, and self-corrects himself if he grasps it wrong at first. He's been writing a LOT. He likes to use the chalkboard we have in our livingroom to draw on, often sounding out words to write alongside his drawings. I'm still on the fence with what to do about schooling for him next year. Most likely we'll follow the suggestion of his current Kindergarten teacher at the end of this year. If she thinks he's ready for 1st Grade, then we'll move him up. If she thinks he'd benefit from a second year of Kindergarten, then we'll hold him back. She IS better at gauging children's development than I am, afterall.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Wordless Wednesday -- Project 365
January 1, 2011 (Right after Midnight!)
January 2, 2011 -- The little ones were both given a PlayDoh set from their Sunday School teacher. They were opened immediately upon returning home from church.
January 3, 2011 -- I watched my friend's two children for an hour or so. They rode the Kindergarten bus to school with William. Here they were all watching the television from the doorway while waiting for the bus.
January 4, 2011 -- A view from the 'cat hole' in our basement door
Monday, January 3, 2011
Project 365
Now there's a blog post title I bet noone was expecting!
Since we're at the start of a fresh new year, I decided to give the Project 365 idea another shot. Last time I started out late. My enthusiasm waned and petered out before I got through a whole year.
But I shot a LOT of great shots.
Realistically, I acknowledge the chances are likely I'll be lucky to end up with a total of 250 daily shots at the end of 2011. Still, I'm going to give it a try. Best-case scenario, I start looking at life through my camera lens again, seeing all of the great photo opportunities that surround me on a daily basis. Worst-case scenario? I take only half a year's worth of pictures, most of them being ones that I would have never taken if it weren't for this project.
So, be on the lookout for regular Project 365 updates! You can consider them a visual tour through 2011 with the Crazy Family. Or you can just ignore them. It's up to you.
Since we're at the start of a fresh new year, I decided to give the Project 365 idea another shot. Last time I started out late. My enthusiasm waned and petered out before I got through a whole year.
But I shot a LOT of great shots.
Realistically, I acknowledge the chances are likely I'll be lucky to end up with a total of 250 daily shots at the end of 2011. Still, I'm going to give it a try. Best-case scenario, I start looking at life through my camera lens again, seeing all of the great photo opportunities that surround me on a daily basis. Worst-case scenario? I take only half a year's worth of pictures, most of them being ones that I would have never taken if it weren't for this project.
So, be on the lookout for regular Project 365 updates! You can consider them a visual tour through 2011 with the Crazy Family. Or you can just ignore them. It's up to you.
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