M liked Mommom’s windows so much, he took 5 photos, so he could copy them onto his minecraft world once we got home from their new house in Lancaster, PA.
We’ve been continuing to enjoy Capron Park in the afternoon. If it was a choice between finishing lessons, and getting sunshine, we went to the park. I long for light in December.
M and K have been getting ambitious with the monkey bars, but they still like the grass and shrubs best for their mysterious games.
They have tried to explain their “Squirrel Game,” but it’s complex. It seems to involve a lot of sneaking and pine cones, other than that, I have no idea.
Anything that keeps them running and quiet is a good game!
This stump seems to hold mystery for the children of Attleboro, whenever we come by, there is a new pile of acorns for hiding in the hole in the center. I think the last kids were playing at smashing things.
Lots of cookie prep lately.
I’m so glad the kids are old enough to make rolled cookies.
and young enough to enjoy it!
Sometimes I feel like I’m tricking them into doing the part of holiday baking I don’t like.
We got to see the Schelps when we visited Dan’s parent’s over Thanksgiving.
Mommom and Daddad’s new house is lovely
The kitchen is (thank goodness!) lacking a “coveted corner.” The flow is much, much better than in the old house.and the table nook has a lovely view, and great light.
M made a chess board the other night with various building toys. He consulted with everyone about how to portray the pieces.
I now have a new method for making sure K eats her breakfast; let her eat it in a table cave.
I wanted to clean the icing mess up after we got tired of decorating the sugar cookies, but K insisted that I leave it all out so M and Ben could use the icing when they got home from choir rehearsal (Ben sings Bass, M is temporarily with the sopranos)
M told me, “K is so loyal.” Then he and Ben cleaned up the kitchen for me so I wouldn’t have to worry about it at breakfast time.
We say around here that Christmas begins when Mommom’s Hickory Farms box arrives for Dan. She gives him sausage, cheese and fancy mustard every year, even though she herself eats vegan.
When she found out that Dan usually told the kids to go ahead and dig into the box even though he was at work, she insisted that we not do that anymore.
But I think Dan felt like he was surrounded by vultures when he did open it.
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