Bargain Hunter Swap Package Received!

Lately I have been all about the Bargain Hunter swap on Craftster (here's the Bargain Hunter Swap gallery). I kind of got overexcited and made my swap partner pretty much a literal ton of stuff (I may have mentioned before that I like to bargain-hunt?), but today I got to burn off some of my swap anxiety, because I got my package of goodness from my partner today!

I'm lucky I got it at all because the postman actually rang my doorbell (twice! hee), but since I was sitting on the back deck enjoying my second cup of coffee of the day while the girls fought over Dinosaur Bingo at my feet, only passively instead of actively annoying me, I was too lazy to get up. I also thought it was probably this creepy alarm system salesman who came by earlier when the girls and I were painting out in the front yard (Is it paranoid to think that an alarm system salesman, if you refuse him, will come back later and rob your house to prove to you that you need an alarm system?). Anyway, imagine my delight when I went out the front door later and tripped over a honkin' big box on the front porch!

This is the girls' absolute favorite:
Coordinating tote bags! The denim outside and the ribbons are all alike, and the insides are all different. My inside rocks:
I also got yarn (yay!), an awesome old-school needlework instruction book, and these really terrific stickers of birds that I am totally going to turn into Christmas ornaments.

The girls got the best kid-thing ever: a huge roll of admission tickets--real admission tickets! Will and Syd immediately got into a raging, screaming, eyeing me to see if I'll look away so they can slap each other fight because Syd, being two, wanted to sit right down and tear off each ticket (which I, too, think sounds like the most fun), and Will, being four, wanted to put the tickets "up high and save them for a special game." So the tickets were divided in half, Syd did this:And Willow did this: And the girls got even more books and toys: The dinosaur has the name "Sinclair" embroidered on it, which for some reason cracks me up. The zebra notepad has another, smaller zebra notepad that goes with it, but Sydney stuffed it into her tote, and she took the tote to a party we were at earlier, at which there was a pinata, and so she also stuffed her tote with candy, and now, even though my partner is bouncing her to sleep on the yoga ball, she won't let either of us touch the tote because, as she yelled when Matt tried to take it off her neck, "Tandy! Mine!" So no photo of the wee notepad, but it's awesome, take my word. I haven't checked out those other two kids' books yet, but they kept the girls occupied for *several* minutes earlier so I could check my email in peace, so clearly they're pretty great. I'm pretty stoked about the watercolor pad, too, which gives me an excuse to stop sketching patterns on the girls' construction paper.

The coolest thing, though, is that my partner actually got the girls a book that I remember from when I was their age. It's this Little Golden Book, and the story is about a baby who has three older siblings and they're all really loud, and when this old lady babysitter comes over she makes all the kids shut up so the baby can sleep, but the baby can't sleep when it's quiet, so they all get to go back making noise, yay. Here's one of the loud kids. See why he's loud?

It's his TRANSISTOR RADIO!

Finally, Calsters got the girls one last toy--she found out that my kids love, love, love themselves some dinosaurs, and she found this terrific stegosaurus at her Goodwill. Well, here's what the stegosaurus is busy doing right now:

SHOPPING LIST:

• Bird stickers--Free!
• Tickets--Free!
• Needlework Book--$1.00 (book sale)
• Kids' Books--$1.05 (Goodwill)
• Sinclair Dino--$1.00 (Goodwill)
• Stegosaurus--$.50 (Goodwill)
• Watercolor pad--$.50 (Michael's)
• Zebra stuff--$1.95 (Meyer's)
• Wool yarn--$1.00 (garage sale)
• Denim fabric--$2.00 (JoAnn's)
• Ribbon--Free
• Kids' fabrics $.75 (Hancock's remnants)
• My fabric $.25 (Hancock's remnants)
• = $10.00 !!!!!!!

What bargains did you find this week?

Naturally Clean

This morning, after Syd spent the nearly five minutes I was on the computer copying down a shipping address for a pendant I'd sold on etsy dropping raw eggs on the living room floor (I know two-year-olds are idiots, but ?????), I wiped up the mess and then cleaned the floor with a spray bottle full of a homemade solution of Murphy's Oil Soap, water, and maybe a teaspoon of tea tree oil. 

After breakfast (which did NOT consist of eggs--thanks, Syd!) when I put a load of dishes in the dishwasher I used Seventh Generation's dishwashing powder, which is phosphate-free. 

After the girls got dressed (well, I dressed Syd, although she promptly undressed herself, and Will dressed herself only in the striped green bloomers that came with an outfit her grandma sent for Syd. She wore those bloomers all day, until she ditched them in the side yard in favor of the wading pool shaped like a whale), I put a load of laundry in the washing machine with more Seventh Generation laundry liquid, and a couple of drops of tea tree oil since the load had some diapers. Then I cleaned out the really gross area of the basement where the main line used to overflow by essentially just dumping a bottle of hydrogen peroxide over it and, when it was finished fizzing, shoving it all over to the floor drain with a Dutch rubber broom. 

Later, after lunch (leftover macaroni and cheese, salad greens, strawberries, and hamburger buns for the girls, who are obsessed with hamburger buns), I wiped up the table with a spray bottle full of a homemade solution of vinegar, water, and a teaspoon of tea tree oil. 

God, when you break it down like that, it sounds like I actually did do something around the house today! I I looooove Natural Cleaning for Your Home, although it's really hard to find some of the ingredients the author asks for, especially things like Fuller's earth, red turkey oil, soda ash, etc. I bought from several online stores, and never did manage to score the red turkey oil. From this book I often use the Rub-a-Dub Scrub for Wood Floors on the well-abused former library table in our living room, the Non-Streak Window Clarifier, and the Spray-On Fabric Cleaner. 

I also really like Green Clean: The Environmentally Sound Guide to Cleaning Your Home because it's primarily focused on environmentally sound methods, and thus covers things that the books focused on personal health sometimes don't, such as avoiding anything disposable. I used stained or ripped and unrepairable clothing as cleaning cloths, which drives both me and Matt crazy sometimes because he can't tell the difference somehow and just this morning dressed himself for work in a yellow plaid button-down shirt with mildew stains all up one sleeve (the original reason for the cleaning cloth status) and old cleaning stains all over the back. He was completely unreasonable when I pointed this out to him. 

Green Housekeeping is one of my favorites because the author is focused on developing a lifestyle in which you spend as little time as possible actually cleaning but you still live in a very clean house. She really likes organization, and says something like you know your disorganization is a problem if you have to buy a replacement for something you know you have but just can't find, especially if you don't need a second one of whatever it is. I was really feeling this yesterday when Matt had to stop by Joann's on the way home from his softball game, bleeding knee and all, to buy me a replacement seam ripper because I had to have it to finish up an item for my Craftster swap and just could not find it. I suspect children or cats. I'll be even madder when the original seam ripper shows up again because then I'll have two and seriously, how many people in this house need to be ripping seams at the same time? This is the author who also got me hooked on the steam cleaner--no chemicals, just steam!--and the Dutch rubber broom, which is made of a stiff rubber so you can mop with it using a damp rag on the floor, and which has a squeegee at an angle to the rubber broom part, so you can dry the floor. 

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Goodwill 50%-off Storewide Sale! AHHHHHHH!!!!!

So yesterday after the craft fair, instead of going home and rubbing moisturizer on my sunburn like a reasonable person (BTW, I cannot BELIEVE I sunburned! Not because I applied ample sunscreen, because I didn't, but because I'm so olive-complected and freckley. Freakin' global warming), our family hit both Goodwills for their 50%-off Storewide Sale! AHHHHHHHH!!!!!! Because I craft from recyclings, these sales are actually important to me professionally, as well as pretty much the only way my environmentally-sound and cheapskate family gets stuff, so I was very sad that I wasn't able to hit the big west-side Goodwill right at the smack of 9:00 am opening like I usually do, and you'll be able to tell from our haul that the stores were slightly picked-over by the time we got there, but we still did very well. Here's the score:

1. Yet another Italian soccer shirt for Matt. He has a lot of soccer shirts.

2. This navy blue silk babydoll dress for me:

I plan to wear it over jeans, but I don't do babydoll, so I need to have Matt help me pin the sides to fit so I can alter it.

3. Yet another work shirt for Matt. I know I buy him a lot, but I get so sick of washing them and line-drying them and putting them away that frankly, I need the variety.

4. T-shirts for quilts:

Let's see... Star Wars (to remake a quilt I sold), Batman (ditto), Superman (ditto), another Star Wars, dinosaur (for the girls' dino quilt), Care Bears (for a quilt in progress), France (a new quilt idea, because I often see lovely France tourist T-shirts), tie-dye (maybe another quilt for the house, but definitely baby bibs and coasters and placemats), and another dino.

5. Awesome!

6. The Lost World I re-read Jurassic Park while at my family's house in Arkansas, and I'm pretty stoked to have the sequel.

7. The Bean Trees: A Novel Don't tell Matt, but I already have this one. It's just that good.

8. A Scrabble game for making tile pendants, but then this happened to it:

9. A 70's style button-down shirt for Willow, probably overstock from The Children's Place, because it still had the original tag on it. This puppy was supposed to sell for $19.50. Seriously? When there are so many shirts at Goodwill for $1.25?

10. A land-line telephone to replace our land-line telephone (bought used a while ago and ridden pretty hard by a couple of sticky-fingered little girls) whose handset doesn't work, so we'd just have to listen to people leaving messages on the answering machine and then call them back, like, two seconds later on the cell.

11. And, of course, a big dinosaur floor puzzle.

Wow, you were really patient to sit here and read about shopping. As a present, here's a gratuitous kitten photo:

June Fair of the Arts

Whew--I'm exhausted! Today was the June edition of A Fair of the Arts, our local monthy craft fair attached to our farmer's market. Great weather, great people, no weirdos, and lots of love--a fun time was had by all.

Here's my booth this month: It's the first time I've actually been pleased with my display; it's organized, visible, reasonably attractive, especially if you look back on the blog and compare it to my other displays in past craft fairs. It could still look much more put together, such as with matching colors, more well-constructed signs, and a professional-looking quilt rack, but that's a job for another day.

The woman at the left of my photo is my awesome friend Betsy, and here's what awesome Betsy is awesomely busy doing:

Bags of bags! Betsy folds, cuts up, ties together, and crochets those vile plastic bags from our local stores into these handsome, sturdy, washable, and non-vile totes. Betsy didn't sell any of them today (I might maybe have over-priced them on account of I think they're so terrific, but I seriously think they're cheap at twice the price), but man, she got the love. She kept me company from 8:00 am until we closed at 1:00 pm, crocheting the whole time, and I can't even tell you how many people she had to explain her work process to, and happily so, because she's Betsy, and she likes to teach. This one mom brought up something like four kids and had Betsy explain the whole thing, how she got from bag to bag, with visual aids, and even after the mom wandered off to look at record bowls, the kids all still stood around our table, just staring at Betsy, maybe a foot away from her. "Keep talking," I whispered to her out of the side of my mouth. Anyway, I think Betsy's going to try to make a couple of items at lower price points for next time, so we'll see how the love pays out then.The fatty stegs also got a lot of the love today. A representative from the Waldron Arts Center asked if I'd bring some into their gallery shop to sell this summer--um, yeah! Only thing is, now I've got to spend the week working in my one-woman fatty steg sweat shoppe instead of decompressing, because I sold most of these, including the vinyl steg. It's very nice, because being represented in some local stores is one of my goals, and I managed to partly achieve it today without actually having to get off my butt. Yay.I spent most of the rainy day yesterday making this display on the living room floor, specifically to hold these record bowls, and it paid off nicely. People really like record bowls, and they have a great profit margin. I actually collect pretty specifically--I like showtunes/musicals; children's music; music I remember from when I was a kid (Peter, Paul and Mary, anyone? I sold my entire collection of them today); and weird self-improvement or instructional recordings--so often people will browse all the titles, and then pick a bowl based on what speaks to them. One guy today said to his wife, "Oh, my god, honey! She's got The Lettermen!" It's fun to sell to people when they do stuff like that.

And what else did we do today, you ask? Well, there was this little thing today that I like to call...THE GOODWILL 50%-OFF STOREWIDE SALE! But that's a story for another post.

A Day in the Sun

At last, at last, blue glitter vinyl fatty stegosaurus gets its day in the sun!

The Newest Fatty Steg

My newest steg, the red shaggy heart fur fatty stegosaurus, is up on etsy:



It's so awesome and stuffie and soft now, but it was a total pain in the butt to make. I actually had to take it apart and resew it three times, because I'd never sewn thick faux fur before. The plates are made of red wool felt from a coat I dumpster-dived a few months back, and this fatty steg supports actual beaded eyes, mostly because it's so furry and fat that otherwise I wasn't sure you'd be able to tell its butt from its tail.

The girls and I went to the park this morning for our fatty steg photo shoot, only to stumble upon the ribbon-cutting for the new little-kids' playground at our park. I'm the only person who was fonder of the searing metal, faded plastic old playground, on account of that one had personality and this one looks like every other bright plastic and coated metal playground in America. So there are all these kids just crawling all over the playground, and then the powers that be go and make them get down so the mayor, a congressperson, a rep from Parks and Rec, and our neighborhood association president can all speechify in front of the equipment. I'm out of the way pushing Sydney on a swing when Willow wanders off, thinks "Cool! Playground equipment all to myself!" and I look over and right over Mayor Mark Kruzan's head as he's speaking, press and audience rapt, is my kid, dressed in a lime green shirt, purple overalls, and ladybug galoshes, happily frolicking. I didn't want to make a scene, so I pretended like I didn't know her. Is that bad?

Stegosaurus Weekend (Whew!)

I generally have more free time on the weekends, because my working-outside-the-house partner is, on weekends, perfectly willing to take on the less rewarding, more drudge-inducing aspects of parenting--the milk pouring, butt wiping, same book for the eighteenth time reading, nap administering, naughtiness punishing aspects of parenting. This means that, in addition to such family activities as shopping at garage sales, working out at the YMCA, goofing around in the wading pool shaped like a whale, watching "Kung Fu Panda" at the drive-in, and attending Matt's softball game, I had just enough time to work in my little one-woman stuffed stegosaurus sweat shoppe in preparation for the farmer's market craft fair on Saturday.

The shaggy red fur one with the white hearts is surplus fabric from my order at Distinctive Fabrics--it's so soft and comfy and I swear it feels like the fur of our foster kittens. The stripey one is felted wool from a thick sweater I bought one summer in Iceland, that never did suit me--horizontal stripes, perhaps, or maybe I just didn't need the extra bulk? Anyway, it's better as a stuffie. The blue vinyl is the completed project of what I was working on last week. And the blue denim one in the back is from a pair of my mother-in-law's pants. Now I need to find a sunny late afternoon between the storms to take some photos of the dinos outside, and I'll have them all set for etsy and my craft fair.

While I was sewing up the denim dino and Matt was putting Sydney down for a nap, I was, after a while, made suspicious by the silence in the house and went to find Willow. She was doing this:

She poured white milk for the kitties, and chocolate milk for herself.

Friday Blogs

Every now and then, on the rarest of occasions, Willow and Sydney will forget to fight for a while. I'll be loading the dishwasher or folding clothes or whatever, and a silence will suddenly descend upon the house. My ears might ring for a moment, unused to the lack of "Mine!" "No, it's mine!" "I win!" "No, I win!" "Top it!" "No, you stop it!" I will, obviously, fear that the children have suddenly died. I'll tiptoe around the corner and sneak a peek, and see the girls not wrestling, not playing tug-of-war with a coveted toy, but reading books together, or playing with their toy cars, or having a dinosaur puppet show. When this happens, I consider it a holiday, and I immediately stop whatever drudgery I'm doing and go do something fun for myself for 15 minutes. Often I'll sit down and eat something (my favorite activity), or work on an art project for myself or the girls or a craft fair, or read a little, or mend some things, or check out some things on the world wide interweb.



Some of my favorite things to check out on the interweb are craft-related blogs--they're updated often, so there's usually something new, entries are short enough that I can get through them in the fifteen minutes before the books or cars or dinosaurs start flying, and I like seeing new stuff and techniques and ideas that other people come up with.



So here are a few of my favorite blogs at the moment (I might have mentioned a couple of these before):

• Crafting the Web: This blog focuses on handmade cards--lots of embellishments, sophisticated colors (I like myself some brown), and techniques.


• CraftStylish: This is more of a company effort--craft fair reviews, a variety of tutorials in a number of disciplines (teeny hat! wedding band pendant!), and references.


• Craftypod: This author is knowlegeable about art and local art happenings, is interested in gardening, and regularly shows off her project ideas and projects (I realllly want her to give me some of her Lily Pulitzer quilt pieces), sometimes with tutorials.


• Craftzine: There are a lot of really sophisticated objects and advanced tutorials here (Crafty Baby Mobile? Mabye not. Felt Doughnut? Awesome!), with looks at some really exceptional crafted products.


• Elsie Marley: The author writes about a number of her sewing (we both heart Built by Wendy) and home dec projects, many of them for children. She also creates some really fabulous stuffed animals for her etsy shop.


• Fluffy Flowers: I might have written about this blog before, but I can't pass up those cute stuffed animal close-ups.


• Hello! My Name is Heather: This author is living the dream as a professional crafter. Check out her tutorials, handily located on a sidebar.


• Little Birds: This author has great craft finds, inspirational personal projects, and fun photos of her kiddos.

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Vinyl, Vinyl Everywhere

It's weird, because I am all about the natural materials, but for some reason this week has been all about vinyl. Well, it's also been about this and this:

and this:

but it's also been about vinyl.

I received some awesome advice from I don't even remember who that if you have a bunch of stuff to post on etsy, it's better to post one thing every day for however long than to post everything all the same day. That's because the default search listing is by list date--most recent postings show up first. So, posting more often keeps you more relevant in the searches, which leads to more links to your web shop, which leads to... well, nothing substantial yet, in my case, but I do have a ton more hearts than I did before I started this. So instead of posting all my record bowls over the weekend, on Monday I posted this:

On Tuesday I posted this: And on Wednesday I posted this:

I also received my very excessive yet happy fabric order from Distinctive Fabrics this week, so I took some time out from the craft fair sweat shop I usually run while Sydney naps to turn this:

into this:

It's blue glitter vinyl, y'all! I love, love, love it! And in my most attuned decorating sense, it's okay to put in the living room because the living room walls are blue--the living room is the blue room. While I took a break from the vinyl to sit on the couch and eat something (my favorite activity), Willow created this with the backside of the vinyl:

Happy face.

The blue glitter vinyl is inspirational, people. The blue glitter vinyl makes me dream. So when Matt told me his idea that I should make some fatty stegosauruses from materials other than felted wool sweaters, my thoughts ran to BLUE GLITTER VINYL! Off and on all day, in between chasing kids and cats and cleaning up after kids and cats and speaking patiently to kids and cats while screaming my head off at kids and cats only inside my head, I cut out and sewed together this utter masterpiece of blue glitter vinyl fatty stegosaurus-ness:

This is rough, of course--I still need to trim it and stuff it and sew the ends up, etc., but still--awesome? Awesome.

A Day That Needed Kittens

It was a day that turned out to need kittens, yet it started out well enough. After breakfast and before our weekly playdate at the library, the girls played with modeling clay together for nearly an hour--they stuck the colors on fondue forks and made caterpillars, smashed them on the table and added birthday candles and Willow sang the tall tree song to Sydney, used them as props for a dinosaur puppet show--long enough for me to sew and turn and topstitch and quilt these babies:

They're hand towels for the downstairs bathroom, the one with a dinosaur theme. The backside is a recycled pool towel from a Marriott that somehow found its way into our luggage, but never made a home for itself in our linen closet, due to its pukey green color, until now. The fronts are remnants from the dino quilt I'm making the girls. The hand towels aren't standard size, of course, but they don't need to be, and I like that the dino fabric gives them a soft side to contrast with the rough terry side. Kiddos tend to have tender skin, don't you know.

The library was terrific, obviously, except for the tornado warning that had us all herded into the Program Room for half an hour, but while we were at the library all morning, two people in a red pickup truck (says an eyewitness) stole my girls' tricycle, ride-in car, and wheelbarrow right out of the middle of our yard. When the police came they tolerantly took our statements, but obviously objects that are precious only to their little girls are unlikely to be recovered. The ride-in car was a hand-me-down from a friend, the wheelbarrow was a yard sale purchase just from Saturday, but the tricycle...the tricycle was Willow's present for toilet-training, and it was beloved by all of us:

Willow is such a sweet and gentle kid that her first idea was that people had wandered into the wrong yard in the rain and would return her toys in a minute, but I couldn't stand to see her standing at the window, waiting, and so I explained that I thought the people had done it on purpose, even though it was very wrong, and that maybe they'd return the toys, but probably they wouldn't. So Willow looked at me, tears running down her face, and asked, "Will the people give my tricycle to their own little girl?"

Fortunately, when the mail came, Willow's world began to look up, because our package from the Craft for My Kids swap arrived! Our partner made a lot of really terrific things for the girls, including a crayon roll, a painted wooden dinosaur, charm necklaces, matching aprons, matching scarves, washcloths, and felt pastry, but my favorite is these matching rompers:

Cute!

An added bonus to the day--I declared myself too emotionally depleted to cook dinner, so Matt ordered our absolute favorite dinner: Pizza Express. Matt always gets pineapple (yuck!) on his half of our multi-grain crust, but I waver between sun-dried tomatoes or broccoli, both of which are delicious. However, when we opened our pizza box, we discovered the wrong pizza! Half cheese and half pepperoni, with nacho cheese dipping sauce! Do you know what that means? Free pizza! Score.

The girls still seemed down, though--I think you have to be a little older to appreciate a free pizza--so Matt and I put into action a plan we've had for a while, and we took a family trip to the Humane Society. We're a foster family, so we sometimes take an animal to come visit us for a few weeks--lots of animals benefit from fostering, including moms with babies, very young animals, animals undergong medical treatment, or animals who are depressed by the Humane Society environment. We had our choice there between two little one-pounder kittens who need to be 2.5 pounds each before they can be spayed and adopted out, or three puppies from a litter of nine border collie mixes. Willow was leaning towards the puppies, of course, but I told her that even though it's her choice, the kittens did need us more, because they were smaller and younger and don't really do well in a Humane Society environment. Willow said, "The kittens need us more?" I said yes. She said, "I want kittens." And so, a day that needed kittens turned into a day that got kittens:

And there will be pizza for breakfast in the morning.

Little Ones Learning at Home

Although my older kid does attend a fabulous (and too-expensive) Montessori during the school year, I've come to believe that at heart we're a homeschooling family. We believe in the foundational tenets of homeschooling--that education should be fun, engaging, and its own reward; that children should be permitted to follow their own interests to their own ends; that children should spend little time on crowd control, testing, and busywork and more time on creativity, deep concentration, and relevant learning--and put this into practice daily, regardless of whether or not my kid attends an official school that day.

With kiddos this young, we're obviously not reading Greek algebraic textbooks or building our own computers; what I do, instead, is keep a checklist in my head and make sure that every day, the kids create art, play actively, read at least a dozen books, are exposed to music, visit nature, and do some math/science enrichment play. For art, for instance, the kids fingerpaint, paint with brushes, paint with acrylics, color with crayons and markers and pencils, sculpt with play dough, collage, stamp, cut paper, photograph, and I help them with more elaborate projects like creating puzzles, greeting cards, quilts, beaded necklaces, illustrated books, etc.

Today, for instance, my kids fingerpainted this morning while I hung laundry on the line in the backyard, colored with chalk on the front sidewalk, the baby painted with a travel set while the preschooler attended dance class, and then the preschooler colored a letter to a friend while Matt and the baby cooked dinner.

Math/science is usually a trip to the local hands-on science museum, cooking, block play, counting, a computer game, playing with coins, gardening, or reading. The kids are absolutely in love with the Smithsonian Handbook series. Here are the ones we constantly have checked out from the library:

• Smithsonian Handbooks: Birds of North America -- Eastern Region (Smithsonian Handbooks)
• Smithsonian Handbooks: Trees (Smithsonian Handbooks)
• Butterflies & Moths (Smithsonian Handbooks)
• Smithsonian Handbooks: Insects (Smithsonian Handbooks)
• Smithsonian Handbooks: Mammals (Smithsonian Handbooks)
• Cats (Smithsonian Handbooks)
• Horses (Smithsonian Handbooks)
• Dogs (Smithsonian Handbooks)

Okay, jeez, that's kind of a lot. 

Today, let's see, the kids played with water toys at the local public pool, read about a billion books about animals, my preschooler and I played "silly counting" in the car, and Dinosaur Bingo while the baby napped. Wednesdays are when we visit the science museum:

  

Active play and nature are certainly not a problem, either. Today the kids played outside while I did yardwork, then we walked to the pool (the preschooler rode her trainer scooter, and the lesson was again reinforced that the path is uphill all the way to the pool and downhill all the way home), walked home, played outside, napped, went to dance class, went to the YMCA, came home and gardened, ate and they fell into bed. 

Tomorrow will be about the same, with the library in the morning and the pool in the afternoon, and a little dinosaur bath towel recycling project I'm going to get my preschooler to help me with.

Whew, how was your day?

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