Mommy came to the realization a few days ago that she has become a foodie. She doesn't want to just prepare a meal, she wants to prepare a good meal and enjoy it. And she means good in taste AND good in nutrition.
Thinking through the last few years, she realized that the path to becoming a foodie has been a gradual one. The three years of preschool/kindergarten that Sissy spent at a Waldorf school may not have been the starting point, but it was certainly a push in the right direction. Imagine a whole school filled with people that eat real food, know where it comes from and grow some of it themselves.
The gradual expansion of our vegetable garden, including the switch to Square Foot Gardening, means she thinks about where some of our food is coming from, and when it should be coming. And then she joined the Slow Food movement, reducing the amount of preprocessed food coming into the house. Since she does most of the grocery shopping, this is an easy step in the right direction. She's started paying attention to the Dirty Dozen list (in a good year, we'll grow half of that list ourselves) and buying some organic produce, eggs and meat.
Last week, she watched an episode of a cooking show, which was a first for her. She really watched it for the guest star, but came away with a recipe, which she adapted slightly to make a delicious meal for everybody last night. (One that she says will definitely be made again.) But it was the process of watching the show and adapting the recipe that made her realize that the term "foodie" does apply to her.
Monday, December 30, 2013
Sunday, December 1, 2013
Coming up for air
After our road trip this summer, we suddenly whooshed through gardening season and raking season, and here were are, unexpectedly at the beginning of winter already. There are rain barrels still to bring in and remnants of corn stalks and okra plants to compost, along with others. But Mommy and Sissy took most of November off from gardening to successfully participate in NaNoWriMo.
Sissy participated with a word count appropriate to her age and grade level, and Mommy did the full 50,000 words. They were both very excited to participate, and even more excited when they finished their stories. Now that those are done, and Mommy's done with her holiday shopping, she's promised to help type my blog more often.
Sissy participated with a word count appropriate to her age and grade level, and Mommy did the full 50,000 words. They were both very excited to participate, and even more excited when they finished their stories. Now that those are done, and Mommy's done with her holiday shopping, she's promised to help type my blog more often.
Thursday, July 11, 2013
I went on a road trip!
I spent two weeks riding around some pretty cool parts of the United States with Mommy, Daddy, Sissy, and an ever increasing collection of other plush. I had to stay in the car too often, but I still go to see a lot from there.
The National Park Service has a Junior Ranger program at a lot of national parks, so Sissy worked on getting Junior Ranger badges at every place she could. In our two weeks of traveling, she collected seven different badges, including the Gateway Arch in St. Louis, the Grand Canyon, Yellowstone, Devil's Tower, and Mount Rushmore. The places I saw were all pretty cool... though I got left in the car while they took the Grand Canyon Railroad to the South Rim. But I was in the car for the drive-through safari we went to; it was cool seeing some of the big animals right by the car, knowing they couldn't get to me.
We had different camping accommodations during the trip: a tent (just enough room for 3 people and a couple plush), camping cabins (no bathrooms, bring your own linens), a "real" cabin ("Ooooh, it has a bathroom! And towels!"), and a teepee at one camping site.
We also had a camping stove and some dehydrated dinners with us; Mommy made them before the trip, by putting leftovers into the dehydrator for most of a day, then packaging them up in containers she had saved. We had more pots than we needed - Daddy's camping cook set was really meant for one person, so he brought another, slightly larger pot as well, which is the one that got used all the time. He also packed the Dutch oven, which never got used. (Mommy says it would have been good on a coal fire, but she wasn't going to make bread over a camping stove.)
Anyways, I had a great time and I want to go back to so many places, and the places near them that we didn't have time to visit.
The National Park Service has a Junior Ranger program at a lot of national parks, so Sissy worked on getting Junior Ranger badges at every place she could. In our two weeks of traveling, she collected seven different badges, including the Gateway Arch in St. Louis, the Grand Canyon, Yellowstone, Devil's Tower, and Mount Rushmore. The places I saw were all pretty cool... though I got left in the car while they took the Grand Canyon Railroad to the South Rim. But I was in the car for the drive-through safari we went to; it was cool seeing some of the big animals right by the car, knowing they couldn't get to me.
We had different camping accommodations during the trip: a tent (just enough room for 3 people and a couple plush), camping cabins (no bathrooms, bring your own linens), a "real" cabin ("Ooooh, it has a bathroom! And towels!"), and a teepee at one camping site.
We also had a camping stove and some dehydrated dinners with us; Mommy made them before the trip, by putting leftovers into the dehydrator for most of a day, then packaging them up in containers she had saved. We had more pots than we needed - Daddy's camping cook set was really meant for one person, so he brought another, slightly larger pot as well, which is the one that got used all the time. He also packed the Dutch oven, which never got used. (Mommy says it would have been good on a coal fire, but she wasn't going to make bread over a camping stove.)
Anyways, I had a great time and I want to go back to so many places, and the places near them that we didn't have time to visit.
Thursday, May 9, 2013
How'd the baking soda and vinegar work out?
Was it really 3 months ago already that Mommy started washing her hair with baking soda and apple cider vinegar? It doesn't seem like it's been that long, but my blog entry about it was early February.
She and I are both happy with the combination for washing and conditioning her hair. Her scalp is sensitive, so she uses 1 teaspoon of baking soda instead of 1 tablespoon, but that's the only change she's made to the basic process. That mixes with a cup of warm water before going on her hair. For conditioning, she uses 1 tablespoon of apple cider vinegar mixed with a cup of warm water; the smell doesn't even linger. I cuddle up right by her hair at night, and it doesn't smell of vinegar at all.
One of the really nice things about this combination is that she only needs to wash her hair once a week now; the combination is doing a really good job of keeping her hair feeling clean without over-washing it.
Of course, she's shaving it all off next week at a St. Baldrick's event, so I don't know how much use the combination will be in the near future.
She and I are both happy with the combination for washing and conditioning her hair. Her scalp is sensitive, so she uses 1 teaspoon of baking soda instead of 1 tablespoon, but that's the only change she's made to the basic process. That mixes with a cup of warm water before going on her hair. For conditioning, she uses 1 tablespoon of apple cider vinegar mixed with a cup of warm water; the smell doesn't even linger. I cuddle up right by her hair at night, and it doesn't smell of vinegar at all.
One of the really nice things about this combination is that she only needs to wash her hair once a week now; the combination is doing a really good job of keeping her hair feeling clean without over-washing it.
Of course, she's shaving it all off next week at a St. Baldrick's event, so I don't know how much use the combination will be in the near future.
Monday, April 8, 2013
Mommy is sad.
A couple weeks ago now, Mommy (and Daddy and Sissy) went to her aunt's funeral. I went with them, but didn't go to the actual funeral. Her aunt had cancer for quite a while, but the end still came as a surprise to everybody.
As funerals go, it was short and filled with friends. Afterwards, everybody went back to the house and looked at photos of Mommy's aunt and talked for ages and ages. But it makes Mommy sad that with all our fancy technology, we still can't fight diseases like cancer fully.
Mommy and Sissy had talked about participating in Locks of Love when Sissy's school hosts it, but their hair isn't nearly long enough for that, so instead they've decided to participate in St. Baldrick's... they're both going to have their heads shaved!
As funerals go, it was short and filled with friends. Afterwards, everybody went back to the house and looked at photos of Mommy's aunt and talked for ages and ages. But it makes Mommy sad that with all our fancy technology, we still can't fight diseases like cancer fully.
Mommy and Sissy had talked about participating in Locks of Love when Sissy's school hosts it, but their hair isn't nearly long enough for that, so instead they've decided to participate in St. Baldrick's... they're both going to have their heads shaved!
Thursday, March 14, 2013
What if...?
Last night, Sissy finished reading a book of short stories to Mommy. At the end, the author explained where the inspiration for each story came from; many came from his habit of writing a "What if...?" question for himself each day. We liked the idea, so Mommy asked Sissy to come up with a "What if...? question each day, and Mommy (or I) will try to find time to write about it.
Not her first question, but mine... what if a bunny wrote a blog? I realize there are some bunny greats out there in film and literature: Roger Rabbit, Bugs Bunny, Little Bunny Foo Foo (a bit of an embarrassment to the bunny world), Knuffle Bunny, and of course, all of the bunnies from Watership Down, among so many others. But most of them pre-date blogging. (Knuffle's friend, Pigeon, does have a Twitter account. He's a bit strange.)
But I have to wonder what some of their blogs would be like. I can imagine Bugs Bunny writing some pretty funny stuff, but Roger has a pretty short attention span... Twitter might be a better option for him. Hazel and the other rabbits from Watership Down could write some pretty interesting stuff, given the chance.
But this blog is mostly about my family, and the fun things we do. I just have to remember to write occasionally in between all the fun we're having.
Not her first question, but mine... what if a bunny wrote a blog? I realize there are some bunny greats out there in film and literature: Roger Rabbit, Bugs Bunny, Little Bunny Foo Foo (a bit of an embarrassment to the bunny world), Knuffle Bunny, and of course, all of the bunnies from Watership Down, among so many others. But most of them pre-date blogging. (Knuffle's friend, Pigeon, does have a Twitter account. He's a bit strange.)
But I have to wonder what some of their blogs would be like. I can imagine Bugs Bunny writing some pretty funny stuff, but Roger has a pretty short attention span... Twitter might be a better option for him. Hazel and the other rabbits from Watership Down could write some pretty interesting stuff, given the chance.
But this blog is mostly about my family, and the fun things we do. I just have to remember to write occasionally in between all the fun we're having.
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
It was a Seussical day
It only took two days from when Mommy and Sissy saw Seussical for Sissy to start singing random bits of the songs. It was a local production which was, according to both Mommy and Sissy, really quite good. The performing community group is composed entirely of children, though most of the cast for this show were older than Sissy. The theatre has birthday party options too, so Sissy is considering that as an option. Given that she had been asking for a party at that place with the giant mouse and video games, Mommy thinks this is a significant improvement, and the pricing is fairly comparable.
On the hair front, Mommy's Baking Soda & Vinegar (BSV for the lazy) experiment is going well. Her hair was a bit oily last week, but seems to have settled back into a normal cycle. Life goes on....
On the hair front, Mommy's Baking Soda & Vinegar (BSV for the lazy) experiment is going well. Her hair was a bit oily last week, but seems to have settled back into a normal cycle. Life goes on....
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Washing hair with baking soda and vinegar (wash day 2)
So far, so good. Mommy's hair didn't develop more oil than normal between hair wash days (I should know, I sleep right by her hair), so she went ahead and tried the baking soda and vinegar options again this morning.
There are still some logistics issues to work out. Like, should she keep some baking soda and the jug of vinegar in the bathroom, rather than having to go to the kitchen for it? What containers should she use? Again, avoiding the kitchen first thing in the morning, where there are three cats eating and asking to be tripped over before she's seen her morning coffee, would probably be a good idea.
So the experiment continues....
There are still some logistics issues to work out. Like, should she keep some baking soda and the jug of vinegar in the bathroom, rather than having to go to the kitchen for it? What containers should she use? Again, avoiding the kitchen first thing in the morning, where there are three cats eating and asking to be tripped over before she's seen her morning coffee, would probably be a good idea.
So the experiment continues....
Sunday, February 3, 2013
Washing hair with baking soda and vinegar (day 1)
Mommy's trying a hair experiment, using baking soda as shampoo and vinegar as conditioner. This is the first day she's tried it, and so far she likes it, though she will use slightly cooler water when mixing the baking soda and vinegar with water (one tablespoon to one cup of water, each mixed separately).
She wavered on trying it this morning after finding a blog entry someone had about how bad it was for your hair (based on its pH level, but lye, which is used in most soaps and a lot of shampoos, has a higher pH level), but there were dozens of entries from different site about how good it is, from people who had tried it. Besides, she had already bought the apple cider vinegar.
The baking soda, which she mixed with hot water (warm next time) had a soft feel, almost like a light conditioner, when she applied it. It doesn't get sudsy like shampoo, but it didn't feel bad either.
The vinegar just felt like pouring on water, but with a strong smell. It didn't feel like it was detangling anything, but there weren't tangles when she brushed, so it worked.
The next step is to see how long it is until she has to wash her hair again. Apparently human hair takes time to adjust to the process, anywhere from two to six weeks, because it has to replace less natural oils this way.
Fortunately for me, plush bunnies don't have to worry about any of this. I just sit around and look cute.
She wavered on trying it this morning after finding a blog entry someone had about how bad it was for your hair (based on its pH level, but lye, which is used in most soaps and a lot of shampoos, has a higher pH level), but there were dozens of entries from different site about how good it is, from people who had tried it. Besides, she had already bought the apple cider vinegar.
The baking soda, which she mixed with hot water (warm next time) had a soft feel, almost like a light conditioner, when she applied it. It doesn't get sudsy like shampoo, but it didn't feel bad either.
The vinegar just felt like pouring on water, but with a strong smell. It didn't feel like it was detangling anything, but there weren't tangles when she brushed, so it worked.
The next step is to see how long it is until she has to wash her hair again. Apparently human hair takes time to adjust to the process, anywhere from two to six weeks, because it has to replace less natural oils this way.
Fortunately for me, plush bunnies don't have to worry about any of this. I just sit around and look cute.
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Herding cats
A lot of people refer to the difficulty of organizing a group of people as herding cats... perhaps it's difficult because it's people doing the herding, instead of the cats? The cats around here are pretty good at herding the people:
Miss J: The kitten of the house is fairly quiet most of the time, except just before breakfast and dinner. Especially breakfast. She can't read a clock (Mommy hasn't figured out how to teach telling time to cats), and has a range of about an hour for what she defines as breakfast time. Mommy and Daddy, on the other hand, have a range of about 15 minutes for waking up, as defined by the alarm clocks. But once Miss J starts - whether it's an hour before the alarm clock or 5 minutes - she just keeps going. It's a continuous high-pitched meow-fest, which translates to "Come on, get up, you have to feed me, I'm staaarving. Now, now, now, you have to get up NOW, I'm really hungry and oh yeah, so are the other cats. You've got to feed us NOW." (Translation may be a bit off, as I don't actually speak Cat.)
Mr. M: The old man has his quirks, though not as much near meal time (Miss J has those covered!). His attempts to herd the people here tend to revolve around shower time and bed time: shower time because he likes drinking the water off the shower floor, and bed time to get his special spot under the covers. He mwrorws at Mommy to lift the covers, and then stares at them, deciding if he's going to sleep under the blanket. But heaven forbid Mommy put the covers down before he steps under, making him mrowr again. And then he has to turn around a couple times under the cover before deciding if he's staying or not. Some nights, he walks away, and comes back later (minutes or hours... it varies) and mrowrs at Mommy to lift the covers again.
Miss D: This lady is the quiet cat in our house. She'll meow a bit around meal time, but mostly she uses body language to push the people around. When she curls up on the bed by Mommy, she's curls up right against her... you know, the "if you shift a millimeter, I'm going to fill that space, try not to fall off the bed" type. Her time sense is a bit better than Miss J's, so she waits until the last few minutes before the alarm rings to jump up on the bed and rub up against Mommy, to make sure she's awake at feeding time. This is particularly amusing because Daddy feeds them most mornings.
Miss J: The kitten of the house is fairly quiet most of the time, except just before breakfast and dinner. Especially breakfast. She can't read a clock (Mommy hasn't figured out how to teach telling time to cats), and has a range of about an hour for what she defines as breakfast time. Mommy and Daddy, on the other hand, have a range of about 15 minutes for waking up, as defined by the alarm clocks. But once Miss J starts - whether it's an hour before the alarm clock or 5 minutes - she just keeps going. It's a continuous high-pitched meow-fest, which translates to "Come on, get up, you have to feed me, I'm staaarving. Now, now, now, you have to get up NOW, I'm really hungry and oh yeah, so are the other cats. You've got to feed us NOW." (Translation may be a bit off, as I don't actually speak Cat.)
Mr. M: The old man has his quirks, though not as much near meal time (Miss J has those covered!). His attempts to herd the people here tend to revolve around shower time and bed time: shower time because he likes drinking the water off the shower floor, and bed time to get his special spot under the covers. He mwrorws at Mommy to lift the covers, and then stares at them, deciding if he's going to sleep under the blanket. But heaven forbid Mommy put the covers down before he steps under, making him mrowr again. And then he has to turn around a couple times under the cover before deciding if he's staying or not. Some nights, he walks away, and comes back later (minutes or hours... it varies) and mrowrs at Mommy to lift the covers again.
Miss D: This lady is the quiet cat in our house. She'll meow a bit around meal time, but mostly she uses body language to push the people around. When she curls up on the bed by Mommy, she's curls up right against her... you know, the "if you shift a millimeter, I'm going to fill that space, try not to fall off the bed" type. Her time sense is a bit better than Miss J's, so she waits until the last few minutes before the alarm rings to jump up on the bed and rub up against Mommy, to make sure she's awake at feeding time. This is particularly amusing because Daddy feeds them most mornings.
Thursday, January 10, 2013
Back into the swing of things
It should come as no surprise that the holidays were a busy time around here. School was out, work was intermittent as people took time off, and the karate school was even closed for a few days.
But the busy schedule has continued past the holidays. After taking several months off for an injury, Mommy's back at karate and getting ready to test for a new belt, along with Sissy. When you're trying to cram in the knowledge for the next test, it's important to go to the right classes... at too large a class or too easy a class, you're not likely to cover the advanced skills needed, in this case, to test for 5th Gup.
There are 10 Gups which count down, so white belt is 10th. Mommy and Sissy will eventually move past the Gups and into the Dans, but that's a long way off still. (Our belt system doesn't include purple, which Mommy says is a shame, since some forms of karate do.)
Now Mommy has to go write an essay about martial arts. It's only 75 words, but the words have been slow to come together.
But the busy schedule has continued past the holidays. After taking several months off for an injury, Mommy's back at karate and getting ready to test for a new belt, along with Sissy. When you're trying to cram in the knowledge for the next test, it's important to go to the right classes... at too large a class or too easy a class, you're not likely to cover the advanced skills needed, in this case, to test for 5th Gup.
There are 10 Gups which count down, so white belt is 10th. Mommy and Sissy will eventually move past the Gups and into the Dans, but that's a long way off still. (Our belt system doesn't include purple, which Mommy says is a shame, since some forms of karate do.)
Now Mommy has to go write an essay about martial arts. It's only 75 words, but the words have been slow to come together.
Saturday, December 15, 2012
A great sadness
My little bunny heart broke a bit yesterday when I heard of the attacks on children both in Connecticut and China. I understand killing to eat, or even in war, but the level of anger needed to attack so many innocent people is well beyond my comprehension, and I suspect beyond the understanding of most of the victims.
Hug your loved ones tightly every day, especially in hard times.
Hug your loved ones tightly every day, especially in hard times.
Friday, December 7, 2012
Sissy's Christmas list
I have a confession... Sissy started on her Christmas list more than a month ago. I know that seems early, but crafts can take a while to make, especially when you have a long list of people you want to give gifts to.
I realize that some people make Christmas lists of what they want, but Mommy may have forgotten to tell Sissy that. Starting a couple years ago, Sissy has made a list of what she wants to give people. The first year was really cute... she was giving out lots of hugs and kisses to everybody involved, and some homemade (by Mommy) crafts to her classmates and teachers.
Well, the list has gotten bigger... she goes to a larger school now, so she has more classmates (who are getting bookmarks) and more teachers (art, music, both P.E. teachers, her primary teacher AND teacher's assistant are all on the list), along with the principal and one of the lunch ladies. And some friends from outside of school too.
So yeah, she started on the list a while back, and the crafting started in November. If all goes well, she'll finish the rest of it this weekend. Mommy's looking forward to that.
I realize that some people make Christmas lists of what they want, but Mommy may have forgotten to tell Sissy that. Starting a couple years ago, Sissy has made a list of what she wants to give people. The first year was really cute... she was giving out lots of hugs and kisses to everybody involved, and some homemade (by Mommy) crafts to her classmates and teachers.
Well, the list has gotten bigger... she goes to a larger school now, so she has more classmates (who are getting bookmarks) and more teachers (art, music, both P.E. teachers, her primary teacher AND teacher's assistant are all on the list), along with the principal and one of the lunch ladies. And some friends from outside of school too.
So yeah, she started on the list a while back, and the crafting started in November. If all goes well, she'll finish the rest of it this weekend. Mommy's looking forward to that.
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Emerging from the rabbit hole
I'm a lucky bunny, I haven't taken a bad trip yet. Of course, I'm less than a year old, so it could still happen at some point. Our trip was good, but Mommy put the laptop down in a corner when we got there and never turned it on. She works on the computer, and likes to get away from it when she has time off, but I didn't think she'd leave it off for four days!
We got back home and then she had to take Grandma to the airport and catch up on work during the one day before Thanksgiving. And Grandma left behind more than expected... she gave Mommy a cold, which was not as cute as the Giant Microbe one pictured here.
And then Thanksgiving and a crafting weekend with Sissy (she's making gifts for her classmates and teachers), so Mommy was barely at the computer. Which she says is a fabulous thing, and expects to spend more time crafting this upcoming weekend.
We got back home and then she had to take Grandma to the airport and catch up on work during the one day before Thanksgiving. And Grandma left behind more than expected... she gave Mommy a cold, which was not as cute as the Giant Microbe one pictured here.
And then Thanksgiving and a crafting weekend with Sissy (she's making gifts for her classmates and teachers), so Mommy was barely at the computer. Which she says is a fabulous thing, and expects to spend more time crafting this upcoming weekend.
Saturday, November 17, 2012
A house with ghosts
I'm a day behind, sorry... Mommy's mother arrived from out of town a couple days ago, so it's been pretty busy around here. We're going out of town for a few days - with gadgets I should be able to post from, of course.
"Would you buy your dream house if the price was right BUT you also were told it was inhabited by ghosts?"
I think I would buy the house. I don't know if I believe in ghosts. I certainly haven't seen any evidence of them. Would that be a special part of the house tour, the realtor showing you the ghosts? "Ghost A generally stays in this room and is pretty friendly. Ghost B is horrifying, but only inhabits this bathroom, and only scares people at night."
"Would you buy your dream house if the price was right BUT you also were told it was inhabited by ghosts?"
I think I would buy the house. I don't know if I believe in ghosts. I certainly haven't seen any evidence of them. Would that be a special part of the house tour, the realtor showing you the ghosts? "Ghost A generally stays in this room and is pretty friendly. Ghost B is horrifying, but only inhabits this bathroom, and only scares people at night."
Thursday, November 15, 2012
Favorite pet
Mommy says I'm her favorite pet, because I believe in sleeping in. All three cats get up pretty early; they think breakfast should be served about 10 minutes before the alarm rings.
Mr. M and Miss D used to take turns meowing until somebody got up to feed them. Then Miss J moved in... she can really howl! The start time varies - if the Aerogarden timing gets messed up, it can start really early - but she can just keep going until somebody gets up. The other two cats don't even help her most of the time, because she's willing to meow non-stop, even if she starts an hour before the alarm rings.
Despite that, I know Mommy loves them all. Mr. M curls up under the covers with her on cold nights, and Miss D keeps her legs warm. If you lean in when Miss J is sprawled out, she'll rub heads with you, which is so cute!
Mr. M and Miss D used to take turns meowing until somebody got up to feed them. Then Miss J moved in... she can really howl! The start time varies - if the Aerogarden timing gets messed up, it can start really early - but she can just keep going until somebody gets up. The other two cats don't even help her most of the time, because she's willing to meow non-stop, even if she starts an hour before the alarm rings.
Despite that, I know Mommy loves them all. Mr. M curls up under the covers with her on cold nights, and Miss D keeps her legs warm. If you lean in when Miss J is sprawled out, she'll rub heads with you, which is so cute!
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Bravest thing
Oops, I lost momentum there. On Sunday, Mommy was so busy she didn't even turn on the computer, which makes it hard to post. Then Monday morning, I couldn't come up with something to write about in the morning, and she had a doctor's appointment in the afternoon, with some follow-up tests on Tuesday. Oops! But I'm back now.
The bravest crazy thing Mommy has done was jumped out of a working airplane. Twice. She says she would have gone skydiving more, but it's an expensive hobby.
But I think the bravest thing she's ever done was to move across the country when she finished college, away from all her friends and family. It took a while after she moved here to find the right group of people to spend time with, but she's got some great friends now!
The bravest crazy thing Mommy has done was jumped out of a working airplane. Twice. She says she would have gone skydiving more, but it's an expensive hobby.
But I think the bravest thing she's ever done was to move across the country when she finished college, away from all her friends and family. It took a while after she moved here to find the right group of people to spend time with, but she's got some great friends now!
Saturday, November 10, 2012
Art with reduced creativity
Sissy's school participates in a fundraiser through Display My Art, which lets parents purchase gift items with their child's artwork. Conceptually, it's a great idea.
But in practice, Mommy is a bit disappointed in the process. When admiring this year's artwork - a snowman (last year was a crab) with a four colored background - Sissy mentioned to Mommy that they were required to color the background in four different colors. Further conversation led to the discovery that each child picked the colors, and drew parts a little differently, but the basic formula for the picture was required:
But in practice, Mommy is a bit disappointed in the process. When admiring this year's artwork - a snowman (last year was a crab) with a four colored background - Sissy mentioned to Mommy that they were required to color the background in four different colors. Further conversation led to the discovery that each child picked the colors, and drew parts a little differently, but the basic formula for the picture was required:
- Circle head (lid traced by teacher)
- Hat (standard hat shape)
- Eyes
- Carrot nose
- Smile
- Buttons on the body
- Arms
- Scarf (optional)
- Background in four colors
Friday, November 9, 2012
Changing one thing
There are a lot of little things Mommy would like to change - several involve more sleep and quieter cats in the morning - but one that she is seriously considering is writing these blog posts after her morning tea. But with the way her schedule works out, she can't always guarantee she'll have time to write later in the day.
Meanwhile, she's trying to find herself a birthday present more than two months early. Daddy's family celebrates adult birthdays in seasonal batches, with each person buying themselves a gift. Mommy just found out last week that her birthday celebration is tonight and has been doing a fabulous job of not actually finding herself a present. She looked through her Amazon wishlist, flipped through the Harry and David gift ideas, wandered around a couple deal websites that she likes... and nothing has clicked. Who knew that shopping for yourself could be that hard? (She's ignoring my recommendation to go shopping at Build-A-Bear.)
Meanwhile, she's trying to find herself a birthday present more than two months early. Daddy's family celebrates adult birthdays in seasonal batches, with each person buying themselves a gift. Mommy just found out last week that her birthday celebration is tonight and has been doing a fabulous job of not actually finding herself a present. She looked through her Amazon wishlist, flipped through the Harry and David gift ideas, wandered around a couple deal websites that she likes... and nothing has clicked. Who knew that shopping for yourself could be that hard? (She's ignoring my recommendation to go shopping at Build-A-Bear.)
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Any job I want
Well, I'm a plush bunny, I don't have to work. So let's talk about Mommy's job instead. For the record, she likes the job she has most days (everybody has off days, right?). A few years ago, she planted her first edible crop... spinach. And it actually grew! (As opposed to the time she killed catnip. But that was a long time ago.)
Since then, the vegetable garden grows a little bit each year and she's even started reading books about it. This spring, she read a book called All New Square Foot Gardening, and followed the dirt mix recommendations and planted the seeds in a grid pattern, just like they said to. It worked pretty well too!
A backyard garden is a small step towards farming, which she would enjoy. Unfortunately, Daddy's opposed to having chickens (he had some when he was younger), so she can't get fresh eggs in the mornings.
Since then, the vegetable garden grows a little bit each year and she's even started reading books about it. This spring, she read a book called All New Square Foot Gardening, and followed the dirt mix recommendations and planted the seeds in a grid pattern, just like they said to. It worked pretty well too!
A backyard garden is a small step towards farming, which she would enjoy. Unfortunately, Daddy's opposed to having chickens (he had some when he was younger), so she can't get fresh eggs in the mornings.
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