Choose This Day
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I found this amazing video on the Church website and just wanted to include it. I am the queen of procrastination, so this speaks to me.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Friday, October 16, 2009
A fun and easy Halloween activity for toddlers.
So, as many of you know I run a daycare and every year I have a different set of challenges as I shuffle kids in and out of the program. This year I find myself with mostly two and three year olds, which is fun, but their crafting abilities are limited. I came up with this really fun Halloween activity the other day turning their hand prints into bats. The kids really had a fun time and it was easy to do and to clean up which is a bonus.
It was very easy first you paint the childrens hands one at a time and have them press them on the paper. (I wipe their hands off with diaper wipes after we print them on the paper to avoid a mess.)Put them at an angle so they will look like wings. Then you paint or stencil a circle in the middle. I add little points at the top of the circle for ears.
When that is dry, I cut round circles for eyes and fangs out of white paper and glue them in place them use a sharpee to add pipils and a smile.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Miracles are happening already
For those of you who know me,you can see that two miraclulous things have already taken place.
First, I have actually added a picture to my blog ( by myself I might add) second, I actually have two posts now. Could I be turning over a new leaf?
Today was the kind of day that makes me want to be a humor writer. It started by waking up at five thirty to the sound of our fall wind storms. We have about one week of fall here in this part of Washington. It is beautiful and the streets are full of color. After that, the gale force winds begin and instead of the leaves gently falling, as the season would suggest, they are stripped in the night by a mini tornado leaving the trees naked.
So when the winds begin you alway have to ask youself, "What is that scraping sound and what is being destroyed, or blown across the street." In this case, it was a large shelter tent we have in our backyard. It was blowing completly onto one leg and threatening to become a very large lawn ornament for the neighbors, should the one remaining tie down break.
So dressed in my jammies and husbands coat and boots, very stylish I know, I made a makeshift tie down out of a jumprope and a hobby horse.
By eight,I had three babies crying over a toy, a mountain of oatmeal boiling on the stove,the wind still draggin things out into the street, I had cleaned the carpet from an anxious doggy, the phone kept ringing, and a toilet was determined to overflow after every flush. Several of my older kids were fighting about what cartoon should be on and a what decible it should be at and I was packing a lunch and trying to correct English homework before everyone had to rush out the door.
Now why would that make anyone want to be anything, other that gainfully employed anywhere, but as a home daycare provider? Because in that one moment when I look around at the absolute chaos that is, unfortunately, a pretty typical day. I have two choices, I could sit down and bawl or I could appreciate the craziness of it all for what it is, a happy home, brewing over with life, and start to laugh!
First, I have actually added a picture to my blog ( by myself I might add) second, I actually have two posts now. Could I be turning over a new leaf?
Today was the kind of day that makes me want to be a humor writer. It started by waking up at five thirty to the sound of our fall wind storms. We have about one week of fall here in this part of Washington. It is beautiful and the streets are full of color. After that, the gale force winds begin and instead of the leaves gently falling, as the season would suggest, they are stripped in the night by a mini tornado leaving the trees naked.
So when the winds begin you alway have to ask youself, "What is that scraping sound and what is being destroyed, or blown across the street." In this case, it was a large shelter tent we have in our backyard. It was blowing completly onto one leg and threatening to become a very large lawn ornament for the neighbors, should the one remaining tie down break.
So dressed in my jammies and husbands coat and boots, very stylish I know, I made a makeshift tie down out of a jumprope and a hobby horse.
By eight,I had three babies crying over a toy, a mountain of oatmeal boiling on the stove,the wind still draggin things out into the street, I had cleaned the carpet from an anxious doggy, the phone kept ringing, and a toilet was determined to overflow after every flush. Several of my older kids were fighting about what cartoon should be on and a what decible it should be at and I was packing a lunch and trying to correct English homework before everyone had to rush out the door.
Now why would that make anyone want to be anything, other that gainfully employed anywhere, but as a home daycare provider? Because in that one moment when I look around at the absolute chaos that is, unfortunately, a pretty typical day. I have two choices, I could sit down and bawl or I could appreciate the craziness of it all for what it is, a happy home, brewing over with life, and start to laugh!
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Welcome to my new blog!
I know I have not always been the most faithful blogger out there. In fact, I tend to forget my own passwords due to lack of use. I am starting this blog, after attending fantastic writing retreat, so that I can inspire myself to get some of my work published. It will not be fancy, but then neither are potato chips and I can't seem to get enough of those. For those of you wondering about the title, I have written a children's book called, the Miracle Maker. As much as I love it, I truly feel that at this point it would take a miracle to get it published. Miracles are not, however, as unusual as I once thought. There are many times in my life where I thought," It would take a miracle to..." you name it, but with a little hard work, it happens. So, here goes, I am formally acknowledging that I am a capable writer who just needs to buckle down and do the inevitable. WRITE! Well yeah, that and send off my stuff to unknown agents and publishers with their wicked sharp red pens and rejection letters. Wish me luck!
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