Monday, September 24, 2012
It's Friday night and Scott is wanting to read.
He takes one of my books and starts to look for one of his sight words for the week, no or yes.
He doesn't find any so he wants to write them.
It's late. Past bedtime but I can't deny a child who wants to write.
When Scott helped Sydney write her 6, in such a sweet supportive brotherly voice he says, "Wow Sydney! Good job on your 5!" Mommy wrote the 5.
A few words, some math and most of a sentence = tired and ready for bed.
Saturday, September 15, 2012
The final journey of our Portland trip back in August was a trip to Yahacts Beach.
Here are a few highlights of the trip.
Bacon, lots and lots of bacon.
Visiting with family...
playing in the river behind our beach house.
Just beyond this river you see sand and the water beyond that is the ocean.
When the tide came it it would reach the river and you could see the point where the flowing of the river met the flowing of the ocean water. Pretty cool.
Lots of bonding with furry, four legged friends.
and good old story time.
Monday, September 3, 2012
If I were a pet, I would want to be Sydney's. Have I said that before?
We are pet sitting Pam and Jason's guinea pig, Gus.
He looks a little nervous. Sydney has placed him just so and is busy...
wrapping presents in the kitchen. I have been instructed to bring my own gift if I want to attend the party.
First there's cupcakes right there, 2 stairs up. She ran out of cake mix so she made cupcakes instead.
I'm snapping photos while we are singing Happy Birthday :o)
Oh boy! Present time!
Opening the things she wrapped (and my thoughtful gift) was like Christmas morning for her.
This one's mine. It's great.
Cars!! So fun! Big brother is intrigued.
Ok, gift #2 is...
a bag of carrots!
And final package. Scott keeps saying "It's a book. My guess is a book. It's a book."
Sydney tells him to stop telling Gus. It'll ruin the surprise.
Excellent! Books about guinea pigs. What a thoughtful care taker you are Sydney. I would also like to note that she and I made a grocery store run the next morning to purchase veggies for Gus. She had her book and little shopping cart. I must remember to think about what I promise because, just like her brother, she doesn't forget. I thought taking the camera on a Saturday to the grocery store was a bit much or else I'd have a picture.
I was already over the top with the little shopping cart.