My little lad, Shane.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
It is important to me to introduce my sons to other cultures so we take them to parades, festivals, etc. But this last weekend we celebrated our own culture and heritage at the The boys especially enjoyed the parade during which, Aidan pretended to play the bagpipes, and the sheepdog demonstrations.
Lowland lads may dress mair fine, Woo in words mair saft than mine! Lowland lads hae mair o' art, A' my boast's an honest heart, Whilk shall ever be my pride! O row thee in my Highland Plaid. ~Robert Tannahill (my paternal ancestor from Paisley, Scotland)
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
After seeing I decided it would be a fun craft to do with the boys, as well as another opportunity to encourage fine motor skills. I gathered acorn tops of all sizes from the big oak trees at work and yesterday morning the boys and I made colorful felt acorns for our nature table. We had such a good time that I'm sure we will make many more. I used the as a guide.
We started out with warm water and dish detergent in the boy's water table and some wool fiber. I began by taking a small piece of fiber and soaking it in the soapy water and gently rolling it in a ball. (If you press too hard, the ball will have creases. I learned the hard way.)
After about 30 seconds of rolling the ball, the fibers began to interlock. At this point we soaked the ball in the soaper water again and turned the rolling over to Aidan. (A great way to encourage his fine motor skills.)
To make the ball bigger or cover creases, I added more fiber,
When the ball was the size we wanted, we rinsed out all the soap and let them dry in the sun. (They can also dry in a mesh pouch in the dryer.)
After they dried, we glued on acorn caps and added them to our nature table.
They are so colorful, I'm sure we will use/play with them for quite some time.
Friday, September 10, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
Many times I go about my daily rhythm and suddenly the joy of my God-given blessings come to the forefront. Sometimes it happens when I hear The Elder son sing. Sometimes it is when I look out my window and see a lovely sunny day. Other times it is simply hearing, "I love you." Often the joyful blessed feelings last all day.
Yesterday was one of those days.
The Younger turned 2.
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