Blasting off into space.

I asked Charlotte if I could take a picture of her blasting off into space. She told me, "Mom, I don't have time for that!"


Paul and I were enjoying a few rare moments watching a show together yesterday evening (Mythbusters if you must know.) It was about nine o'clock.  Suddenly, Ella walked in. This surprised us, since she had been in bed for over an hour.

"Mom, Dad, guess what! I counted to three hundred forty-seven!"

We high fived her, naturally. And in a moment of magnanimous parenthood we invited her to join us for the last few minutes of our show. She was surprisingly attentive and interested in the experiment, which made it that much more fun.

And it is also good to know in the future that counting sheep is probably not the best remedy for sleeplessness for that child.


Snow Day!

Dallas is covered in ice today! So we slept in, lit a fire, braved the wintry landscape, and then warmed back up with hot chocolate.


Jump rope and other stuff

Basically life is good. You can't tell from this picture, but my kids kind of stink at jump rope. This observation is based on me comparing them to all the other homeschooling kids in our group. I'm Charlotte's defense, she was the youngest.  But Ella was most definitely not.

Don't worry, I am not disillusioned. But it did make me think that maybe we should extend our gross motor skills practice beyond nature walks and crazy living room dancing...

Also, I wrote a kind of long post about ice skating last month and somehow it got lost in the cyberspace. But know this, Ella didn't exactly excel at ice skating either. Also know that she spent a solid hour and  a half stinking at ice skating and I honestly couldn't have been more proud. I imagine I would have given up long before that. So proud.

But we could definitely work on gross motor skills....