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It's all very scientific....

The school year is well underway and the boys have begun working on their chapter science experiments here are a few we've done so far.



Kaleb and his mealworms (yuck). He was observing traits of living and non living things.


Josef and his Jello and fruit plant and animal cells. The animal cell (top) did not turn out well as his little brothers kept poking the bag while it was setting up in the fridge. Science is hard with Little brothers around. It was supposed to be sort of rounded and oblong...hmmm.


The plant cell turned out well though!




A little bit crafty...

So I am so not the craftiest of the crafty...but I was very proud of my newest quicky project. The new framed monogram I made now hangs in the living room on this weird wall near the thermostat.

A cool shaped old frame (99 cents at thrift store)
A little American Accent Canyon Black spray paint (Love that stuff!)
A darling black letter M from Craft Warehouse
A few nails
A hammer
Oh! And a level-no crooked letter M's in this house
and Wallah!!

Brillant! Right?

Family Game Night



“It is in games that many men discover their paradise.” 
-Robert Lynd

First Pokemon Tournament

Today was Josef's first Pokemon Tournament. Ian signed up too with a borrowed deck.
Josef won 2 games and lost 2 games. Ian won one game and lost 3. They both were 8th place in their divisions. there were 10-15 kids in each division.

Pokemon-for The Young......and the Old
 
 
 
 

Anniversaries




Elderly Couple with Dog - Piazza Navona
Photographic Print
by A. Phillips
PURCHASE HERE


Anniversaries

Like peering into some 5th grade Diorama
The house lit up like a Jack-O-lantern
Smiling at the night
In one window
The old man sits in his chair watching TV
In another window
The old lady is at the sink washing dishes
Between them- the years
The years have settled in
The good ones, the bad ones
Love went from boiling
To simmering
To a stagnate pot of water
Forgotten on the stove
And yet there is warmth there
An assurance
That in one window
At 8 pm he will still be sitting in that chair
Watching the TV
In another window
She will be at the kitchen sink
Washing dishes
The Routine
At 9pm she will appear in his window
Gently nudge him awake
She will take his hand and help him from the chair
And together they will walk upstairs
Lay down in the bed they have always shared
Nestle into one another
And sleep
The way they have for 45 years
The comfort, the routine, the assurance
Are the harvest of true love

~April Mitchell
9/09

Give Me Rest




Give me Rest

O come to me blessed sleep
Send your languid breath of dream
To drown my weary head
Carry me to other shores
The comfort of my soul to keep
Far from the pain of this day

April M Mitchell
9/09