aka Elizabeth Blackwell took care of her parents today. Now that she’s mostly recovered, it’s our turn with the bug.
Archive for February, 2013
The neighborhood kitties love salmon skin.
Or should I say, “Achoo Achoo?” Today Sam had a startling relapse 🙁 and a surprise mid-day nap (Heaven help me, will she sleep at all tonight?) And AC now seems to have succumbed to whatever bug she had. This evening Sam, feeling a lot better, read to AC from his favorite children’s book, Choo […]
On the way back from my writing group in Crozet.
Actually I don’t think it rained all that much here (freezing or regular) but still, it was a good day to stay indoors with a still sick child.
I took my monkey for a walk on the Pen Park fitness trail.
Well, none on the wall. There are plenty of wires underneath the cabinet, but we are ignoring those. All in all, AC did a fabulous job.
Another tasty recipe from Sam’s Amish Cookbook for Kids. She has been begging to make bread. A cold, grey Saturday was just the right day for it. We had to stop ourselves from devouring a whole loaf at dinner.
Seen on a walk downtown this morning… I don’t know about awesome (the box on top of the table was full of old, cleaned-out peanut butter jars) but they definitely get points for confidence!
We made mini tartes au sucre today in French Club as part of our Quebec studies. This was not an entirely traditional recipe, as we substituted graham cracker crusts for the more usual pâte brisée. They were quite tasty, though. Here’s a bonus shot of the kids feasting:
This poster at the gastroenterologist’s office put things in perspective. At least I’m only struggling with reflux and heartburn.
Playgroup went to Explore More in Harrisonburg today and the kids spent most of the time putting on plays, complete with sound effects and backdrop curtain changes. In this scene, Sam plays a homeless girl who encounters a witch. Drama ensues!
We get our post-soccer nosh at Café 88 tonight.
“When twilight fell he looked around for a safe place to sleep. Finally he climbed up onto a fallen oak with its root-ball towering so high into the air that it offered good shelter for the night. The root-ball was like a great rampart of earth, yet some of the roots still clung to the […]
AC’s office at Perrone Robotic’s new location (same building, new office). Notice the lack of computers! And robots. They’re coming.