Archive for February, 2012

more forgotten trip pics

Okay, so “tomorrow” was a little optimistic. But here are some more! After the first stint in Denver, we drove to El Paso for Christmas festivities.

Mary lined up her stocking contents and sampled the applesauce from her stocking while we were waiting for Grandma Sandy to arrive.

Then we decorated the table so that it would be ready for Grandma Sandy. Mary made place cards:

Wesley was very ready to get started eating.

We made bread!

Wesley and Grandpa Mike spent a lot of time working on a puzzle.

Mary and Grandma had a snuggle.


So…remaining Denver pictures to follow!


forgotten blog!

I just realized I never posted ANY of the pictures from our Christmas-New Year travels! I’m a bad blogger.

We flew into Denver and stayed a day or so before heading down to El Paso. Here are a few pics from that leg of the journey.

Mary and Molly enjoying Molly’s crazy collection of art supplies:

Wesley used Riley’s bulldozer. Riley provided helpful advice and instruction.


It snowed the night we arrived, so the next day, the kids went out to play. (Snow is fairly novel for my kids: we’ve gotten huge amounts sometimes here, but they weren’t old enough to remember it.)

Cousins in the snow!





Later, Wesley was a “Santa porcupine with a lightsaber.”


I’ll post some more tomorrow. I can’t believe I forgot to put these up!

critical reading

Mary is turning into such a good reader. I mean, such a thoughtful reader.

Tonight, we were reading “Horton Hatches the Egg.” For those of you not familiar with this pachyderm classic, Horton the elephant agrees to sit on a bird’s egg to give her a break. She flies off and doesn’t come back, and he sits on the egg for almost a year. He’s eventually captured by hunters and sold to a circus–but he won’t stop sitting on the egg, because he promised to care for it. People come in and pay $.10 to see the elephant sitting in a tree.

One night at the circus, the mother bird flies in, just as the egg begins to hatch. She tries to reclaim the egg, but then it hatches, and it turns out to be an elephant bird, so clearly it belongs to Horton.

On the last page, Horton and the elephant-bird baby “go home happy, one hundred percent.”

Mary liked this story, but she asked, “Why did the circus people send them home?”

I had to admit that I didn’t know. She said, “Because I bet people would ALSO pay ten cents to see an elephant bird, and if they were really nice people at the circus, they wouldn’t have captured Horton in the first place.” I agreed. She said, “I wish Dr. Seuss had told us WHY they sent Horton home. And how they know where he lives [since in the story he is captured by hunters and sold to the circus]. Dr. Seuss must know why, since he’s telling the story, but he didn’t put it in!”

I agree–this story is a little short on the character motivation front–and I’m so proud of how curious she is.