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Do you ever have one of those moments? You look at your child and suddenly they are not the same person they were yesterday. They not only look different, but they sound a bit older, carry themselves more assuredly. My two year old has done that to me several times as of late, but Seleia has really overwhelmed me lately. How is my baby a young woman already? With her 10th birthday fast approaching, the ear piercing rite-of-passage on the horizon, and plans for no less than a roller skating party, I find myself sitting back and taking it all in. She just got here, and she could be halfway to having a family of her own! I don't want to take a single second for granted. For the next 18 days, I still have a 9 year old. Oh, how I love her.<br />
<br />Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-88857513203960850152012-10-04T22:48:00.001-07:002012-10-04T22:48:42.738-07:00Hip Hop Anonymous<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I admit it. I can't say the words hip-hop without a Big Daddy reference. Ever.<br />
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"Dancing is my favorite thing to do in the <i>whole world</i>!" said Miss Elora Kay today. Seleia and Elora are taking a month of hip-hop classes, and today at class numero uno they had <i>so much fun.</i> We went from violin lessons to art classes, then straight to dance...ugh!...but it was well worth the effort. This was Seleia's first real activity of any sort since she broke her foot mid-August, and she felt it. I was really proud of her, though, because she stuck with it and worked hard. She's been wanting to do this forever, so she wasn't going to let a little thing like that hold her back, no siree, Bob!<br />
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I am so overwhelmed with gratefulness for the opportunities that my children have. A little thing like dance classes might not be a big deal, but on top of the science classes, art classes, ballet, theater, music lessons, fencing classes, choir, plays, field trips.....there are so many opportunities available to homeschoolers these days. And I, of course, want to let them do ALL of it. I also, however, cherish our lazy days at home...days full of schoolwork and snuggling. I feel like we get the best of both worlds.<br />
<br />They may not think much of all of this now, (after all, they've never known life to be any other way) but I hope that someday my children look back on their childhood with fondness. I hope that someday they realize, "Wow. We had it good."Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-60714023071997532682012-10-02T23:33:00.004-07:002012-10-02T23:33:26.393-07:00“Every time you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing.”<br />
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Tonight is little man's first night out of baby jail. At first he couldn't quit grinning and bouncing on the mattress. He got on, off, on, off....and thankfully wore himself out rather quickly! *Sigh* My baby.Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-70400494548405220352012-02-15T16:46:00.000-08:002012-02-15T16:46:46.428-08:00Earmuff Madness!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I can't tell you how much fun it is to go shopping with these three girls!Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-73039386690800808502012-02-13T22:56:00.000-08:002012-02-13T22:56:19.380-08:00And A Happy Valentines Day To You!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The girls had so much fun making and getting Valentines! (Didn't they make lovely ones?) What are you doing for those that you love?Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-90451915217800501862012-02-13T22:08:00.000-08:002012-02-13T22:08:57.847-08:00Wizard Checkers<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I may not be the biggest fan o' the Mall, but right outside Macy's is the coolest giant chess/checkerboard I've ever seen, complete with playing pieces. Elora played against Team Seleia/Amarra and the game came down to one king each, chasing each other around the checkerboard, before Elora finally let Amarra jump her so we could actually <i>go </i>to Macy's. Even the onlookers enjoyed the game, as Elora actually jumped<i> over</i>, ballerina style, each piece that she jumped and Amarra did a little victory dance each time she captured a piece and got to carry it off of the board. Seleia, of course, had a great time walking around the board telling Amarra what to do. Good times had by all.Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-5635913363218353832012-02-05T21:35:00.000-08:002012-02-05T21:35:00.879-08:00Aaaand now we've all got it<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Suffice it to say that the Juhala household is doing our part to keep Similisan, Ricola, Puffs Plus, Boiron, and Alacer Corp. in business. On the bright side, Dash seems to be out of the woods and on the mend!! See you when we're a bit healthier around here!Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-4950297120945442472012-02-03T22:30:00.000-08:002012-02-05T21:36:01.640-08:00Kids Today<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I just had to take a quick second to share yet another reason why we choose to educate our children at home. Wow. These kids deserve better.Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-567757825428631272012-02-03T16:31:00.000-08:002012-02-03T16:31:27.157-08:00Poor Baby!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My week has largely looked like this. Ambulances, hospitals, and tests, oh my. Little man has a good case of pneumonia and was having a lot of trouble getting oxygen. There were scary, "we think we may see" type test results and a lot of sleepless nights. Today, for the first time, Dash seems to have some, albeit cranky, personality back and isn't totally lethargic. He's even eaten twice today, yay! So we're on the mend. But I realize I've been MIA from the blogosphere. Sometimes life just knocks you off your feet for a bit. When Little Man is all better, I'll be back. Hope to see you soon!Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-44915112466390220092012-01-28T21:29:00.000-08:002012-01-29T01:57:11.914-08:00King of the Playground<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This time of year, we have to take advantage of sunny days when we get them! Today Seleia and Elora wanted to go practice shooting some hoops, so we headed on over to the playground by our old house. Amarra basically grew up there because we used to walk there so often, but this was Dashiell's first trip. And he had so.much.fun. He went back and forth...going down the little slide by himself and the big slides with the girls, chasing the basketballs and running his heart out, swinging, climbing, running through the soccer fields while giggling maniacally. We <i>all</i> had a blast, but watching Dash dominate the playground with a smile from ear to ear was awesome. I know some kiddos who will sleep <i>very </i>well tonight!Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-48327796080172702522012-01-28T20:35:00.000-08:002012-01-28T20:37:16.959-08:00My Little Artist<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Not only do all three of these girls have extremely different personalities, they approach all of their tasks...even artwork...in completely different ways. Elora loves to work on details, making everything elaborate and beautiful. Seleia likes to get the point across, working quickly and with few details. She saves the detailed work for special occasions. Amarra, however, was born with an eye for design. Where her sisters would draw stick figures and flowers at a young age. She would do color blocking. Her pages would be full, bursting with colors, and completely abstract. Here eye for balance and use of negative space are amazing. I'm very excited to see what this kid can do as she gets older. In the meantime, I love working on projects with her. She has a couple of watercolors framed up in the house, and right now we're painting a funky architectural piece we found for a couple of dollars at the thrift store. It was cool but dark and dreary, so I started working on it to lighten it up and give it a fun shabby chic-esque patina. But I didn't get very far before Amarra took over! She spent an hour this morning getting the first coat exactly how she wanted it, and tomorrow she's going to add the details. (We haven't decided whether to keep it all in cheerful shades of yellow or to add in other colors. In this house what we set out to create often works itself into something even better somewhere along the way. I love that.) I love watching her concentration and seeing the love that she puts into her work. I can't wait to see how this turns out and get it hanging on the wall!Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-31189506792398604202012-01-28T20:19:00.000-08:002012-01-28T20:35:29.774-08:00Big Boy!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Little Man no longer needs help to get into chairs, climb onto benches....all that big boy stuff. He is SO proud of himself. That look of pride was for climbing up into that chair. Now if I can figure out how to keep him from <i>standing</i> once he's up on the chairs...Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-1681594675289629782012-01-26T20:54:00.000-08:002012-01-27T07:39:00.481-08:00Bread and Jam for Frances<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I have to say that I <i>love</i> <a href="http://www.veritaspress.com/prodinfo.asp?number=000705" target="_blank">First Favorites</a>. Even if we did not home school I would likely be going through these guides while the kids were on break! They teach reading comprehension the sneaky way...through fun! (Vol. 1 even includes my very favorite children's book, <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Chair-Mother-Anniversary-Reading-Rainbow/dp/0688040748/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1327639652&sr=8-1" target="_blank">A Chair For My Mother</a>, among other goodies like <i>If You Give a Mouse a Cookie</i>.) The girls have loved reading the books together, then answering the questions and doing the activities. (Seleia sometimes wishes she could still do First Favorites instead of actual book reports....can't blame her!) They listen closely to the stories to be able to answer all of the questions correctly, and are quite proud when they do. We've made a chair shaped bank, mouse shaped cookies, and learned all sorts of new things about some of their favorite stories (and some new stories, too!) So now it's Amarra's turn to be Frances for a few days. I'll probably make her some bread and jam.Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-88328194547588654212012-01-23T20:02:00.000-08:002012-01-23T20:02:37.431-08:00Little Moments<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Sometimes it's the little things that really warm my heart. Those moments you happen to see as you walk past a room, those conversations you hear off to the side while only half paying attention. I sometimes get caught up in the rigamarole of the day; the running around, the to-do list, the things that so easily steal my attention. Then, in the middle of doing 5 things at once, I walk by the living room and see a sleepy Dashiell, sitting on his sister's lap, snuggling up, and holding her hands as they watch a few minutes of Kipper<i> </i>until dinner is ready. Just a simple, sweet act of love that otherwise might go unnoticed. But it stopped me in my tracks, and as I heaved a little sigh I just had to take a picture. Because the simplest, smallest of moments...they really are the ones worth remembering. They're the ones that matter.Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-29307537792502833782012-01-21T22:59:00.000-08:002012-01-21T22:59:45.192-08:00Their First Games<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Friday night was a very big night. Seleia and Elora had their <i>very first </i>basketball games. Said Seleia, "I want to keep playing basketball <i>forever</i>!!". Even Elora made a basket! More than one parents commented, "Wow, that kid can <i>dribble!</i>" which is something she practices every day and was excited to see pay off. (I bought the girls their own basketballs a couple of weeks ago. Elora has slept with hers more than once.) Seleia was a very enthusiastic, vocal player ("I'm OPEN!")who gave the game her <i>all.</i> (And as I've admitted before, the iphone ain't that great with action shots. Next week I'll try to remember to take an actual camera!) I. AM. SO. PROUD. Elora took a basketball to the nose, and as this game was all 7 year old girls, the ref took a time out and gave her a hug...love it...but she got right back in there and played hard. Seleia made a few baskets and had a few close ones but never quit <i>beaming.</i> They're already counting down the days till next Friday's game. Truthfully, so am I!Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-1246816562939933562012-01-19T19:04:00.000-08:002012-01-19T19:06:26.211-08:00Big Little Man<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I have to admit, I'm a little bit sad. Dashiell is such an amazing gift, and I have thoroughly loved being the center of this guy's world. Now, don't get me wrong, he's still pretty much my biggest fan. We're good buddies and "Mom" is by far the #1 word that comes out of his mouth. But...he's so big! Who would have thought that little preemie who had a slim shot of making it to birth would soon be this big ol' tank, barreling through life at full speed, with great enthusiasm, and that contagious grin on his face.<br />
It hit me full force a few days ago that I was <i>done. </i>After the six full weeks it took for Dashiell to nurse successfully, I wasn't going to take nursing for granted for one second...and I didn't. But as I lay there nursing the baby a few mornings ago, I realized that this was pretty much it for me. As if on cue, Joel rolled over and said, "Dash, you really need to be done with nursing now. I want your mom back." And that was that.<br />
With the girls I nursed anywhere from 11 to 18 months, but they always let me know when they were ready to be done, and there was never an issue. (Not from them, anyway. I always get a bit postpartum-ey at weaning time. Normal, but sucky.) This little man, though, might have gone on and on and on and on and on and on........you get the point. So, I let him finish nursing that morning, and he hasn't nursed again. Oh, he has asked. Pouted a couple of times, even. But some kisses, snuggles, hugs, and reassurance that he's still my little man and everything is a-okay again. No two of my children have ever weaned the same way, and I was unsure about this cold turkey business. It seems to be doing the trick, though! Every child is different, indeed.<br />
Watching Dashiell gobble up his frittata and use his fork so well it hits me: I don't have a baby anymore. I've got a toddler on my hands. (Yes, the fork is pink. I can't find any kids forks these days that will <i>actually pick up food</i> so he uses the pink and green hand-me-downs from his sisters.) A running, climbing, talking, playing, stubborn little toddler.<br />
But as I write this post he throws his arms around me, lays his head on my lap and sweetly says, "Mom. Mom. Mom." as he smiles at me.<br />
Whatever this new chapter holds, we're going to be <i>just</i> fine.Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-33710326774961232072012-01-19T12:54:00.000-08:002012-01-19T12:54:17.839-08:00Buggy Buggy Birthday Cake<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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For Amarra's Buggy Birthday party she put in a special request for some very "buggy" cake. (I tried to talk her into cake from the bakery, but when the answer is, "But Mom, your cake tastes so much better!", what can you possibly say?) We made chocolate cake for the "dirt" and some green whipped cream/cream cheese frosting with green "sparkles" for the grass. Amarra giggled and giggled as she and I placed the bugs ( two packs of plastic bus from the dollar store) all over the cakes. She then <i>ever</i> so graciously took the time to tell me what each and every bug was. (Mmmm, cockroach frosting.) Some people laughed their heads off when they saw the cakes, a few said, "Ewwww!", but <i>everyone</i> gobbled it up, bugs or no bugs! Amarra was simply in heaven. And really, that's all that counts.Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-8369993988954992092012-01-18T15:15:00.000-08:002012-01-18T15:16:50.270-08:00Snowmen and Snowballs and Sledding, Oh My!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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What a day! The snow fell steadily throughout the night, so before I went to bed I pulled the blinds up in the girls' room so they could see a winter wonderland first thing in the morning. Their excitement upon waking was out of control. A blanket of white, as far as the eye could see! They got right to their schoolwork so they could go play outside, but I had to take pity and let them have an hour long "recess" mid-morning. They were in heaven!! They built snowmen (we were out of carrots, so they got celery noses!), sledding hills, made angles and, as always, snacked on snow. Dashiell kept sneaking his mitten off so that he could gobble up some handfuls, too. After some more schoolwork and a nice warm lunch, back out they went! The neighbor kids had a snow day from school, so some friends joined them out front as they built a few more snowmen and another sledding run. Finally, frozen and soaked from head to toe (but beaming from ear to ear!) they headed back in to "bundle up on the inside" with popcorn and hot chocolate. In the world of kid-dom it simply does not get much better than this!Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-17842672583118253792012-01-18T14:41:00.000-08:002012-01-18T14:41:47.767-08:00It Came Back!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Dashiell simply could not contain his wonder and excitement as Winter returned in full force...snowing for three days in a row, right outside in his own backyard. He ponted out the window, jumped up and down, and squealed with delight. Mostly, though, he stood mesmerized, watching the beautiful flakes descending outside of the window. Snowfall always has a magical quality about it, regardless of how old you are. Watching a little one really see it for the first time? A priceless gift.Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-76817731771550130312012-01-16T23:43:00.000-08:002012-01-16T23:44:04.143-08:00Bug Me<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Well, you know we love the library. And OMSI. And we've got a self-procalimed etymologist (though I like "tymolotist", the way she says it) living among us. So, when we happened to be at the library the day they started registering for an OMSI bug class...well, Miss Amarra was just in heaven. When it was time to talk about the parts of the insect, the instructor asked for volunteers that liked to wear costumes. Elora's hand shot up as she shouted, "I so <i>TOTALLY</i> do!", which made everyone laugh. So she got to go to the class as he dressed her in an abdomen, thorax, wings, legs, and head. Pretty funny stuff! Then the class got to "meet" a few insects from OMSI and learn about their habits, diet, life spans...all that good stuff. Then the class split up to examine specimens through microscopes and do some buggy crafts (yes, I have marshmallow insects living on top of my refrigerator right now). Those who wanted a closer look at the insects gathered, just a few at a time, at the other end of the class. First in line? Oh yeah, Amarra. Another mom and I grossed out together a bit as she leaned her face about an inch away from a hissing cockroach, and she petted the Rosie the rose haired tarantula more than once. Her favorites, though, were the walking sticks. (I just know it wont belong before this house is full of even more bugs than the currently captures spiders and grasshoppers. *shudder*) She <i>looooves </i>those walking sticks. The big surprise, though, was that when Seleia and Elora joined a later group to get up close and personal with the bugs t<i>hey both petted those hissing cockroaches. </i>Ewww! (For those not in the know: cockroaches and I? Not friends.) I love the look on the little boy's face in the background when Seleia pets it...I think I was making the same face. These girls get an A+ in my book, though, between the bugs and the squids. Tough little chickies. And we came home with another hundred or so bug books from the library that day. That's my tymolotist!Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-24109074171630833812012-01-16T22:48:00.001-08:002012-01-16T23:46:21.959-08:00<span style="font-size: large;"><b><i>"I have the audacity to believe that peoples everywhere can
have three meals a day for their bodies, education and culture for their
minds, and dignity, quality and freedom for their spirit. I believe
that what self-centered men have torn down, other-centered men can build
up." </i></b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><i> ~ Martin Luther King Jr.</i></b></span>Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-61251538764634102902012-01-15T20:18:00.000-08:002012-01-16T00:58:56.270-08:00Basketball Season!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This past Friday was the last basketball practice before the games begin later this week. Joel had to miss it so I, of course, compensated by taking about 752 pictures. My phone doesn't take the best action shots, and these kids were<i> moving</i>, but you get the general idea. (And Dashiell, when not entertained by watching his sissies, rather enjoyed chewing on his mini basketball and making Amarra fetch it. She got quite a workout herself.) They ran lines, practiced defense, dribbled with their right and their left, worked on rebounding, did layups...you name it! Coach Frank (yes, the tall guy in the blue) was a red shirt for the Olympic team and <i>knows his stuff</i>, but Basketball itself is his secondary emphasis. First? Character. He talks about commitment, life skills, attitude, hard work, sportsmanship, respect and reaching your goals even more than about shooting and passing. Out of the couple of hundred kids in this league he seems to know them all by name (he even said Seleia correctly) and genuinely care about each individual. He wants them to succeed. Seleia and Elora are in the youngest age group, 7-9, and so most of the kids are just learning the sport. It is so fun to watch these kids discover what they can do! And if you've ever been to a children's sports game, then you know there's an element of just plain entertainment in there as well.<br />
Oh, and Seleia? That girl can shoot. This is going to be fun.Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-39404115934730777622012-01-15T19:42:00.000-08:002012-01-15T19:43:44.707-08:00The Little Actresses<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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A new quarter of acting classes started up this week, and <i>this </i>time Amarra, finally six years old, was old enough to join in. She was so excited...asking, "How many days till my acting class?" every day for about 10 days leading up to her first day. She will be performing with Elora in <i>Cinderella's Mice</i>, a fairy tale from the mouse perspective. I am extremely impressed with Amarra for taking this class, as she can at times be paralyzingly shy (UNlike her big sisters). She wouldn't quite say lines onstage without help during auditions, so she is thrilled that her part will be small. But the real story here is that <i>she auditioned.</i> She <i>got onstage and said lines.</i>I am so incredibly proud of her. I actually tried a bit to talk her <i>out </i>of taking the class because I've had so much fun with her during the girl's classes, but to no avail. Now it's just the boy and me. But he's pretty fun, too, so I suppose I'll get by.)<br />
Seleia, running around in the bright orange shirt up there, will be performing in <i>The Creature in the Classroom,</i> a play based on and primarily written in poetry. The lines she has brought home already are hilarious. I love watching her laugh every time she reads them.<br />
Performances are March 9th, people! Mark your calendars!Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154321161020175497.post-60897471511220597672012-01-12T22:10:00.000-08:002012-01-12T22:23:17.345-08:00Lilttle Miss Knits<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Elora Kay has requested to share pictures of her knitting with the marvelous Mimi. Look at her go! I absolutely love sitting around watching a movie with my girls while everyone works with their yarn. Seleia knitted a <i>beautiful </i>scarf for a friend for Christmas and made me a lovely potholder. Elora is hard at work on her new scarf in her favorite shades of pink and red. Amarra and I are working on a little pink teddy bear to love and snuggle. There is just something about working with yarn that is so peaceful and soothing, and I loooove their pride over a job well done. Just look at that smile!Melaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05098622427057616263noreply@blogger.com2