Here is Gabby's Kindergarten final project. They had to do a 5-10 minute presentation for the class on something that they want to learn more about. Gabby and her friend chose to become "experts" on cooking. Watch out Food Network!
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Friday, July 9, 2010
Thursday, July 8, 2010
We pulled Gabby out of school for this latest vacation, so I decided that we would try to make sure she didn't miss too much. They are studying the rainforest right now, so I decided to give her a little "taste" of the rainforest during our trip. We visited a chocolate factory where the Chocolatier taught us all about chocolate - from the cacao tree to cocoa bean to the heavenly dark chocolate truffles (seriously, one bite brought tears to my eyes).
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Monday, July 5, 2010
Fortunately, we were in a small mountain town in Utah for the 4th of July, so even though we spent the 4th in the ER with a broken arm, we did not miss out on the celebrations. If you find a small enough town, they still throw candy at their parades! Here is a picture of the troop waiting for the next shower of goods. I was quite impressed - just under an hour (perfect for little kids), lots of horses, too much candy, lots of cowgirl royalty in sparkly outfits to give the girls something to aspire to(?) and no old men in sports cars or local government officials.
These are the experiences that I hope the girls will remember for the rest of lives. Great-grandpa spent the afternoon helping me and the girls ride his horses. Riding through his land in this beautiful mountain setting - words cannot describe.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
And the cracking was not from a fire-cracker, but rather the cracking of our little guy's radius and ulna. We drove up to the family cabin on the 4th of July and after 8 hours in the car, he was ready to run around a bit. During the 3rd and final jump off the couch, the racket in his hand caused some complications and he stood up screaming, ran to Tim crying for about 20 seconds, quit crying, turned completely pale, and then fell asleep in the car for the 45-minute ride to the nearest emergency room. From there on out, as you can see, he was pretty much smiles with the exception of the failed attempt at the IV which he was not happy about.
Bring on the Fruit Loops! (Notice the little bend in the right forearm.)
No big deal, Mom, I can just use my left hand for a while. He really doesn't care. The only problem is that he hasn't stopped being so rough and without a right hand to help stop his tumbles, we've collected quite a few bruises and bumps - particularly to the head - over the past couple of weeks. And everytime he jumps I just try not to cringe, half expecting a second trip to the ER.
By the time he got his cast on a few days later, it was like it never happened. He thinks the green cast is quite cool and likes to tell people about his broken arm from "falling" off the couch. This is us at the pool the day after the cast went on. What a trooper. Had it been one of my other lovelies...I can't imagine the drama! You gotta love this kid!
Thursday, July 1, 2010
HOMEMADE LAUNDRY SOAP!
Can you believe it? I actually made laundry soap. But it was a little bit more of an effort getting there than I had intended. I went shopping for my supplies, came home, and called Tim at work to tell him that for less than $15, I had purchased everything I needed to make my own liquid laundry detergent for the next several years. That's right folks, I no longer have to purchase laundry soap on my shopping trips.
BUT, this picture is from my second attempt. You have to let the detergent cool overnight, so I woke up Saturday morning, gathered my laundry and almost skipped to the laundry room. Then I went to the bathtub to check on my laundry soap and move it into the laundry room. I opened the lid and...WHAT?!!! It's empty! My 5 gallon bucket is empty! How can it be empty? Who stole my laundry soap?! Calvin! No. I'm so confused. Oh, look at that, a little trail of laundry soap leading from the bottom of the bucket to the bathtub drain. Crap. There's a hole in my bucket, Dear Lisa. So this bucket was not the cheap $2 bucket that was on sale - I broke down and spent $5 to make sure there were no mishaps for attempt number 2.
Voila! Here is my masterpiece sitting peacefully on the laundry room floor. As my clothes have come out as clean or cleaner for the past few weeks, I am actually finding a little bit of joy in my bi-weekly exercise in drudgery.