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Monday, November 14, 2011

Project time!

5x7 Folded Card

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posted by Lori @ 1:45 PM 1 comments

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Dude.

Where did the love of bacon come from? Ok, with a dad like yours, I suppose I know the answer to that. Still, to think that just three years and three hours ago you were brought forth into being, tiny and unaware...yet, now you know what's up.

You. With your gross-goo covered little newborn hand reaching up to grab my face all those nights ago, and now grabbing my hand with your hand (still covered in some sort of goo, but of a totally different and self-imposed variety), you captured my heart, Dude.

Dad and I are so proud of you. We can't wait to see what you'll love next, what new hobby you latch onto (Dad's got his fingers crossed it's domino rally), what new phrases you'll lawyer back at us, what sort of man you'll become.

We love you, Monkey.

posted by Lori @ 3:35 AM 4 comments

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

MLK for Kindergarten

I'm all for teaching Martin Luther King's message, teaching about his life, his death, his techniques, in essence, the history.

But how for a kindergartner?

Goose and I have talked of Dr. King and I've tried with little success to read "Letters from Birmingham Jail", but to be fair, I saw twenty somethings cribbing it in college too. You're in good company, Goose. Last year we did some lesson plans from this teacher site to go with some coloring sheets.

So faced with the difficulty of engaging kids with history and few active visual projects, what did Goose's class do?

Crowns.

Crowns!

Crowns? A play on his last name being "King" is my only answer. And while I love a good pun, it just doesn't fit. Maybe it's something like, "if you were ruler for a day, what injustice would you change?" But does that work in our democracy? That same democracy whose foundations King cites in his most famous of speeches, "I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: 'We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal'".

And I gotta say, even when I tried to show Goose, the tv addict, a youtube video of his "I Have a Dream" speech, she wasn't interested. But the first thing that she talked about when she got home from school?

Crowns.

posted by Lori @ 12:09 AM 4 comments

Thursday, December 30, 2010

The Importance of Good Pizza and a Good Dog

Words of advice: if you visit a pizza place and the establishment sells Pakoras and Pizzas and is run by mostly Indian chefs, get the pakoras. No pizza for you.

Somebody's had some epic food poisoning...

Not wanting to hurl or feel ill as I had for the past few hours at three this morning I decided to go for a walk. (Hey, it worked for me post-Tower of Terror ride at Disneyland, it should work now, right?)

And while we don't live in a crime laden neighborhood, bringing along the dog for protection seemed like a good idea. So parka on and dog out, we set off. The cold air felt great and once we got over by the lake it became clear that it was the perfect choice when sick.

Until a shadow appeared on the path ahead. Ludo raised his hackles ad began to growl. My big protector stuck himself between me and the shadow. No way anything was going to mess with my 130 lb pup.

That's when the shadow advanced. Ludo ran forward growling, ready to defend and the shadow began to retreat. That's when the moonlight glinted off it's back revealing a nice white stripe.

"Ludo! Ludo! Leave it! Here, Puppy!" I yelled.

The dog came trotting back, whimpering from stench. I stopped and hugged my sweet, brave dog anyway, and we headed home.

If I left it at that, you might think him the best dog in the world--chasing off a rabid skunk for me--but of course, I must present all the facts. On the way back we cut through the construction site for a new home. A hand washing station and portable toilet stood in our path.

Ludo, unable to smell anything, panicked. He barked quick truncated barks, unsure how to proceed. After scanning the area and seeing nothing I went forward. My big protector ran the other way, then leaned around the corner to make sure that I got through unscathed before following me.

And while I've always known he has cowardly tendencies, given his performance with the skunk, part of me felt as though a mountain lion might be perched atop the toilet, ready to pounce and feed on me.

In hindsight it might have preferable to my current state.

Pardon me, I have to spew.

posted by Lori @ 11:55 AM 3 comments

Friday, December 24, 2010

Christmas Magic