In this, the tail end of January:
We're reading a lot of books about springtime, bluebirds and gardens. Since it isn't going to snow we're moving along to the next season. We have been studying the ballet Swan Lake recently and have read the story along with listened to the music.
We're wondering about types of clouds, painting with our new artist kids (bought with own coins saved up at the consignment store), We're draining detached rainbows, bird collages, small stories and solar circles.
We're making up new languages for imaginary families called the "Rylee Kimball family" and narrating tales with our little people. This is all good unless it is at 9 pm when you are supposed to be sound asleep in your Big Girl Bed
We're exploring colors by melting crayons and blending paint, talking about "beautiful sunsets" and the shape of tree branches in the winter and the contrasts of light and dark by having special candle lit dinners with Great Grandma's fine china.
We're playing in blanket tents and forts and a cousin huddle at Uncle Mark's birthday party. We're playing the piano every day.
We're learning to be truly repentant, what sympathy means, that it is ok to be sad about things and about death and the Resurrection. We're learning to eat Paleo breakfasts with home-made kraut, smoothies, carrots, sprouts, sausage and kefir. We're learning to be thankful for each thing we have been given and for the people in our lives.
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