This post's photos were all taken by Clara recently. She requested they be used for the blog, so here we go.
The girls continue spend most of their days making crafts of all sorts. Coffee filters were converted to fish ponds.
Bunny (Clara's version. Janny's bunny arrived a couple of weeks ago. She is fond of it, but Clara's attachment to her Bunny is quite a bit greater) is often the subject of the project or the recipient of it. Clara cut this cereal box to make a swan, which apparently Bunny can fly in.
The next day, Jill asked Clara why she was sobbing. Clara couldn't remember how she made the bird from the cereal box. With a little help from mommy, Clara was back at it.
I just realized this week that Janny's life will be radically different next year. With Clara away at kindergarten all day, Janny will have lots of alone and mommy-only time. We're planning to have her in the 3 days per week preschool, but that still leaves a whole lot of time. What will she do by herself?
I try to dump the lower half of the project bins every other week. It's time to do it.
We've had a couple of small snow storms last month. Janny comes outside and demands that snowmen are made. She won't help because she doesn't know how. She assures me that 5 year-olds can build snowmen. I wouldn't know because Clara tends to stay warm inside.
Jill is turning our sunny windows-areas into greenhouses. Our big plan for this year is to have the evergreen on the northwest side of our house (next to the driveway) chopped down. That area should be the sunniest on our whole estate, so we have high hopes for a garden there.
The girls' Sunday school class passed out Valentine's cards at the county nursing home today. Neither Jill or I joined the group because (a) our class had a fantastic potluck and (b) other parents graciously went with the kids. The parents' reports: our kids are quiet. Sounds like me and Jill!
Self-foot-portrait.
Finally, TCBC basketball remains winless. There is one more team that we haven't played yet before we replay a couple of other teams. So there's a decent chance that we'll win a game or two (we switched our primary defense from zone to man, so it's not quite so easy for our opponents to score. We struggle to score). Possibly because I'm getting older (not that old, I'm still in the upper 30s), or possibly because I'm zen'd out, I really don't mind the losing. It's dark and cold at night, and I'm getting some exercise. I'm not sure anyone else on the team feels this way, but my hope is that we still enjoy playing and hanging out together.
And if not, well, softball starts up again soon.
