It's like that game of pick up sticks, where it's time for the sticks to go up in the air and come flying down again in a new arrangement. As the teaching semester draws to a close, so does my regular babysitting schedule. After this week, I'll be traveling and after I return, we'll have before me a different pattern of Snowdrop care.
In other words, time surely goes by quickly!
I wish I could say that it's a pretty day at the farmette. I guess one could search for that inner beauty and find it, like for instance here:
... but I do prefer the sunny days.
We eat breakfast in the kitchen (Ed's in a fresh new jacket which looks exactly like the old one, except it's without holes and it hasn't shrunk a couple of sizes).
We look out at the damp farmette gardens. Alright, Snowdrop and I will not be going out for a walk today.
Still, the little girl arrives at the farmhouse straight from her morning wake up time at home...
... and she is ready to discover and rediscover her familiar environment.
old penguin, new penguin book
but I still like the old penguin book!
And what has changed in the last few days? Well, she is a clapping girl now. Clap clap clap and smile! She puts her whole body and soul into it!
And she knows how to use props to help her climb to higher ground.
She'll then turn, consider whether walking is better than crawling...
For now, crawling wins. But that may not last!
Oh, but the little one is a speed demon. I turn around and she is gone. In the kitchen. Looking over my cooking equipment.
And so it continues -- a morning of absolutely delightful play.
The afternoon? We are at her home, where it's beginning to look a tiny bit like Christmas...
She'd been away for a few days and so here, too, she has a great enthusiasm for rediscovering the familiar.
... and the very familiar.
This girl makes the weather outside truly irrelevant. Yes, it was a very beautiful day!
In other words, time surely goes by quickly!
I wish I could say that it's a pretty day at the farmette. I guess one could search for that inner beauty and find it, like for instance here:
... but I do prefer the sunny days.
We eat breakfast in the kitchen (Ed's in a fresh new jacket which looks exactly like the old one, except it's without holes and it hasn't shrunk a couple of sizes).
We look out at the damp farmette gardens. Alright, Snowdrop and I will not be going out for a walk today.
Still, the little girl arrives at the farmhouse straight from her morning wake up time at home...
... and she is ready to discover and rediscover her familiar environment.
old penguin, new penguin book
but I still like the old penguin book!
And what has changed in the last few days? Well, she is a clapping girl now. Clap clap clap and smile! She puts her whole body and soul into it!
And she knows how to use props to help her climb to higher ground.
She'll then turn, consider whether walking is better than crawling...
For now, crawling wins. But that may not last!
Oh, but the little one is a speed demon. I turn around and she is gone. In the kitchen. Looking over my cooking equipment.
And so it continues -- a morning of absolutely delightful play.
The afternoon? We are at her home, where it's beginning to look a tiny bit like Christmas...
She'd been away for a few days and so here, too, she has a great enthusiasm for rediscovering the familiar.
... and the very familiar.
This girl makes the weather outside truly irrelevant. Yes, it was a very beautiful day!
