Watermelon Pie?

Some recent odds and ends. So exciting I know!

Emily is taking cello again this year at school. Last year, a couple of months into the cello, Emily wanted to quit. I reminded her that she had made a commitment to stay in until the end of the school year, and that if at that time she still felt the same, then that was ok. I'm overflowing with delight that she chose to play it again this year. Whadduya know.

She does not have a music stand so Eva is happy to help out while Emily practices.

Sarah and Wyatt made art for me the other day. My kids do their best to please me and they know that my favorite animal is the giraffe, so I get loads of giraffe pictures. I absolutely love Wyatt's latest version with it's big butt + no tail!

I think Sarah's animal [I always get my jaguars and cougars and leopards and such mixed up] is breathtaking. I really do.

I found this in the kitchen a few nights ago after we had tucked all of them into bed.

I'm not sure whether to call it "health benefits of the yogurt raisin bath" or "why you shouldn't leave your three year old in the kitchen unattended." Anyway, though she has lost her dignity, Polly made it through the dishwasher just fine.

Wyatt has recently started his own recipe book. He writes/creates things like bread and mustard sandwich, banana milk mush in a cup, and so on. He makes his snack, then writes it in his book. Sometimes he enlists Eva's help with his creations, usually he is trying to convince her to try one of them. They were conspiring for a while in the kitchen one day when Eva then came over to me and said, "can you buy watermelons to make watermelon pie?" I told her that we could buy them but wasn't so sure about the pie part. Gotta love that creative thinking!

My kids are so helpful [they really are, and so sympathetic too] when I am in distress. I think I have gone outdoors without sunglasses about five times in my adult life. So, distress for me is not being able to find them, or the back up, or the back up's back up. We were trying to leave and were all packed into the car one day when I tearfully pathetically stated for the 15th time "I can't find my sunglasses!" To that Eva said so sweetly, "I have a great idea, you could just use your eyes." I then swiped her pink sparkly ones and we hit the road.