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It’s been raining every day since last Thursday. (Happy Summer!)
And every day Charlotte tells me that the song we’ve been singing hasn’t worked again. (“Rain, rain, go away. Come again another day. Charlotte and Caroline want to play!”)
Hopefully tomorrow Mother Nature will get the message.
So, after renting Despicable Me 2 (or, as Charlotte calls it, “Spit-a-cul Me.”) from the library to help pass some of the time indoors, we were inspired to make our own minions!
We just used some things I already had at home: an egg carton cut apart, some yellow paint, googly eyes, and markers. We painted the egg carton pieces first, and then waited a looooong time for them to mostly dry. All this rain is making the air nice ‘n humid, so we had to wait over 24 hours. Agony!
Then we simply glued on some googly eyes, drew on some glasses (or some scribbles, whatever), and set them up in their makeshift egg carton minion mobile.
Ready, set, play!
Besides being yellow and roundish, they really don’t look much like minions….But 4 year-olds are easy to please. And my 4 year-old had fun making and then playing with our simple rainy day craft. Win!
The weather was beautiful today – sunny, warm but not hot, and with a perfect breeze. We took the free city bus into town and enjoyed Kids’ Day at the Arts Fest. As a bonus, we met up with the Pudwill family and let Charlotte and Madeline keep each other entertained all afternoon.
I discovered a new-to-me online picture editor, piZap, and made these collages. Somehow a photo collage makes everything look even more fun.
(*If you are a close reader, it seems that I’ve forgotten a few letters in Michaelangelo’s name…)
I was originally supposed to come home from my work conference in St. Louis tonight, but I’m so glad we decided to leave yesterday afternoon instead. It was a perfect Saturday!
Even better: Both kids were ASLEEP by 7 pm tonight. BOOM.
(Thanks to Carla for some of these cute pics!)
My grandma, Mimi, has been creating a little fairy garden in her lawn beside her driveway for the past few years, and I’ve always thought it was just the cutest thing. Miniature furniture, mushrooms, maybe a gnome or two – count me IN. As a little girl, I was obsessed with anything tiny. I read The Borrowers and The Littles series, I played with Polly Pockets (and other tiny dolls), and I always wanted to find and save for last the tiniest grapes on the bunch. (That last one’s a little weird…) I’ve been waiting and hoping for the day Charlotte might express some interest in creating one of these adorable little gardens….
And that day has come!
She brought it up last week, and Daddy and I delivered. We spent a small fortune at Earl May and Menards getting the supplies, but who cares when it comes out this adorable? Behold, our fairy garden:
It’s still missing our cute pair of ceramic bunnies that suffered a near causality as soon as we brought them home, but once the glue cures we’ll plop those right in there to play amongst the moss and mushrooms.
Now, I have no clue how this will look after it finishes raining tonight, but half the fun is arranging it anyway. I don’t think we’ll mind having to do it again.
And on that note, Happy Mother’s Day to all!
Today I wore a short sleeve shirt for the first time in almost seven years.
Yes, you read that correctly: seven years. For a very, very long time, my arms have been either too sun sensitive and/or too rashy/beat up/bloody to wear anything other than full length sleeves out and about. Today, they are not perfect, but I wore a t-shirt to work without thinking much of it. This is a big deal to me.
(Actually, my outfit today was a t-shirt, shorts, and flip flops, with my hair up in a pony tail. I got multiple compliments on my appearance from my students, which made me laugh. I never dress this down for work, and apparently they think I should more often. ha!)
Thanks to phototherapy, my life is much easier right now. My legs and feet are practically PERFECT. I can’t stop touching and staring at them. The rest of me still isn’t all that great, but I accept small victories and am cherishing these better days.