Saturday, August 29, 2009
Good Bye Little Albert
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Storytime with Elizabeth
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Abigail's First Day of Kindergarten
Abigail is so proud to wear her Tinkerbell backpack.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Where have the twins been?
Elizabeth loves to play outside. She loves the new sand box and throws a fit when I tell her it is time to go inside. I don't know what we are going to do with her when it is winter time. She loves to chase the cats and they love to run away. Elizabeth's favorite inside toy are Abigail's dress up purses and she gets very angry if you try to "trade" her in Abigail's words. Elizabeth is dangerous if she gets her hands on a pencil, pen, marker, or crayon. She knows no boundaries when it comes to the places that she likes to display her artwork. She is starting to say a few words (that only mom, dad, and Abigail can understand) like, "all done" "out" "cheese" "drink" "side" "hello""bite" and her favorite word is "MINE!" She is a great eater, she will eat almost anything I offer her. She is a great sleeper too, but she still falls asleep with a pacifier, which is something we really need to work on. She is totally weened from her bottle and loves to drink juice. She is a little apprehensive about nursery at church, but doesn't scream, which is an improvement from the experience that we had with Abigail.
Emily Emily also enjoys playing outside. She loves the teeter-totter swing, LOVES the cats, and loves to ride wildly on the rocking horse. Emily loves to play with baby dolls. She carries one around almost all of the time if she doesn't have a cat in her arms. She loves shoes. Dress up shoes, her shoes, my shoes, Abigail's shoes, but she never keeps the ones on her feet that I want her to wear. Emily says words like "go" "mine" "sis" "baby" "kitty kitty" "moo" "cookie" "dada""go". Her vocabulary is not quite as extensive as Elizabeth's and I think that this can be attributed to the fact that she is too busy getting into EVERYTHING in reach and climbing anything that can be scaled. I am sure if Emily could talk she would say, "but mom, there is no time for talking when there is so much exploring to do." Emily is a pretty picky eater, I never know what she will be in the mood to eat when we sit down for a meal. If she doesn't want to eat something she just simply throws the food item on the floor to let me know that she is displeased with what I have served her. Emily is weaned from her bottle, but struggling with being away from that comfort item. She has decided to make bedtime quite difficult because she is protesting having to fall asleep with out her bottle. We hope that this will end soon, but she is very strong willed and has continued her protest for several weeks now.
Family Photo - Better Late Than Never
Cat In The Hat - Tap
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Lemonade Anyone?
Today Abigail and her friends had a Lemonade Stand at our house. It brought back alot of memories of when I would sell lemonade after school. They had alot of fun and had quite a few customers for the not-very-traveled road that we live on.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Making Crayons
What You Will Need
Broken crayons
An old muffin tin - don't use a nice one, the crayons will ruin it.
A knife
Here is How
1. Preheat the oven to 150 degrees.
2. Gather up all of your broken crayons, and cut them into small pieces. (Peel the paper off of the ones with paper still on them).
3. Fill the muffin tin with an inch-thick layer of crayon pieces.
4. Bake 15-20 minutes, or until the wax is melted.
5. Allow the tin to cool; then pop out the crayons, and they're ready for use.
I used my refrigerator to cool off the crayons quicker.
To get the crayons out of the muffin tin, just turn the tin over and bang on each crayon with the end of a knife and they will pop right out.
Sand
After living in Idaho for almost two years, we finally got sand for our sand box. The girls LOVE it. We went to a concrete place and got 1/2 yard of sand for $8.00. The twins actually sat still for 30 minutes and played in the sand without moving. That was a miracle. Now if I can only figure out how to keep the cats out. (By the way, Abigail is not in pain in this picture; she is just excited).