Saturday, April 11, 2009

Discovery Museum


Ezri's comment on the Bay, "So sparkly and glittery!"

Zain's favorite part of the day was the delicious applesauce.

And the best part of making Easter Eggs - you get to eat them for lunch!

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Doodlebug art class week 2


Ezri did not want her picture taken, so Zain will model her hat. I am glad I took this picture, because I didn't even realize that there was crayon all over the wall. Magic eraser to the rescue~
I wonder if she asked for a Blues Clues coloring page. I like the pink tongue.

There was candy hidden in the bottom of this carrot basket!
The projects have been very spring themed. I liked this bunny rocket they made. Zain enjoyed Ezri's bunny puppet "hop hop hop" Chek out the whiskers she put under its nose, and the bushy eyebrows!

Ezri really likes her classmates and teacher. When I went to Tai Chi the other night, she asked me if her teacher taught my class. I thought that was pretty cute. I love that when I ask her about class, she actually tells me about the things that they did. "We danced and sang twinkle twinkle, and I glued, but no painting today, and one boy was crying, and one kid went crazy."

Sounds like fun.

Saturday, April 4, 2009


Well, my kids fell asleep today at 6:30. (Hallllllaaaaaaaayllllloooooja!)
After a week of waking up at 6 am, then staying up past 8pm - it was a welcome siesta. So, I whipped out my handy "to do" list . . . hmmmmmm

laundry
cleaning
start "Billy's Boot Camp". . .

booring boooooooring, and too sweaty

So I looked at my project list -
too complicated, too expensive, too involved, don't have all the supplies . . .
- wait -

I do remember a little toy ball I wanted to make -
and there you have it, a toy ball and a stuffed pear. A fine way to spend a very quiet evening.
Ezri can give them to her doggies in the morning, and Zain can have fun chewing the ribbons on the ball thing while I do the fun cleaning stuff.

nick knack patty whack . . .



Ezri: Mom, give doggy bone?
Mom: okay.
Ezri: Mom, need 3 more bones . . .
Mom: uh, okay.