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The Other Kids...

I realized it's been awhile since I posted about our other kids. You know, the dogs. Seriously, with the welcome of Tilde into our family, we've become "those" people. You know, the ones who treat their dogs like people. There's something about her neurotic personality that requires extra pampering and patience which has somehow boosted both her and Jasper's status in the fam. The girls adore the dogs and spoil them rotten. (And honestly so do Scott and I, so it's not all their fault.) I can't even begin to imagine our family without them and their endless shedding and scattered bits of soggy, half eaten raw ride chews strung about the house.

So having explained how important the dogs are as members of our family, imagine my horror yesterday when the couch swallowed Tilde's head!

ACTUALLY, Tilde was cleaning the cereal bar crumbs from between the cushions after Brea's morning snack. She's helpful that way. But it struck me funny and luckily I had the camera close at hand.

Jasper is totally loving the onset of spring and sunnier floor spaces in which he can nap.(Being that he's 11-12 years old, napping is a pretty big theme in his life.) During the winter months there's only a short period of time each morning when he can usually find a sliver of sunlight in which to curl up. But now in addition to ample morning rays, the dining room window offers up some late afternoon sun in which he can hang out while I'm making dinner.

This happens to be a rare moment when Tilde was not close at hand pestering him...a fact which both annoys him AND gives some youthful spark to his normal quiet, "nap a lot" demeanor.

As I type this, all four of the kids are crashed out. 3 are asleep...the 2 furry mutts and the youngest monkey. The 4th is chllin' watching a movie. How lucky am I to have such a great bunch of munchkins to love!



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Today while I sat in a classroom supervising students as they worked on their math assignments, I watched Lexi through the window enjoying time with her friends during recess. My heart smiled.

Those moments, moments of learning and carefree fun, those are the moments that SHOULD make up a school day. As a Mom, and an elementary school employee, my heart is breaking over the news and images coming out of Connecticut today. 
I send my kids off to school everyday without a second thought that they will return safely come day's end, just as I'm sure each one of those parents in Newtown did this morning.
Every day I walk into my school for work without a second thought to my personal safety, just as I'm sure each of those teachers, paras, custodians, sectretaries, etc in Newtown did this morning. 
Theories will be published. Evidence will be presented. Words will be exchanged about gun control and the need for change in our current culture of violence. I don't suspec…

DIY: Reusable Produce Bags

With Earth Day festivities gearing up for tomorrow, I thought I'd take a moment to post a short DIY tutorial on making your own reusable cloth produce bags. (Tutorial inspired by my favorite crafty mom blog, Crazy Mom Quilts. Produce bags inspired by running into my friend Laura at the grocery store while she was stuffing her produce into these.) This is my next step in the fight against the excessive use of plastic bags.

Our family has been making small environmentally minded changes in our daily lives over the past few years. We use reusable shopping bags. We've stopped buying/using Ziploc bags and plastic wrap. I'm trying to commute around town via bike more. I'm being more mindful about where the food we buy comes from and how it was produced. We more often hang our laundry on the line to dry in the spring and summer instead of just throwing it in the dryer. (Which is convenient at the moment since our dryer has decided to quit drying.) As we use up chemically clean…

Sunday Morning Silly...

Once in a while Dando's curiosity urges him to venture off the bookshelf so he check out other toys in the house.

I think he thinks Froggy is missing a few marbles.