Gotta love those baby dreadlocks!
A special gift for a special sloth-loving friend!
Before the thaw, there was ice and cousins and laughter and skating down on the village rink!
Stitching a blue ribbon for our neighborhood olymic event: rodeo slide!
The highlight of our little getaway for Wallace was watching the cranes outside our hotel room window!
The tropical greenhouse at the Frederik Meijer Gardens is like balm for the January soul. We could have stayed inside all day.
My dream mini greenhouse!
The only thing they would have changed about visiting the conservatory? Being allowed to explore in bare feet!
I rummaged around in a box of hand-me-downs, looking for a swim suit for Wallace just before we walked out the door to leave for Grand Rapids. When Jeff looked in my bag, he asked, “What is this smurf costume doing in here?”
We spent the morning reading about Martin Luther King Jr., watching his “I Have a Dream Speech,” looking at Norman Rockwell paintings . . . and cutting out paper dolls. Our homeschool would just not be complete without paper dolls.
Wallace finds a bag of gummy bears. He has no idea that they are edible. They become his favorite toy for days. He calls them “my boogers,” lines them up, sorts them, and puts them to sleep in a drawer. As soon as he wakes up in the morning, he asks, “Where are my boogers?”
Thank you, Mr. Turkey, for giving your life for us.
For nourishing our family.
Centerpiece for the mouse family Thanksgiving feast tomorrow.
Happy Thanksgiving, Tout le Monde!