Monday, September 15, 2014

Another Marble Run

 The other one. Thanks Mayos for letting us borrow it.

Sunday, September 14, 2014

Saturday, September 13, 2014

Friday, September 12, 2014


 This sweet guy is a perfect mix of his mom and dad! He is so loved. Congrats to there whole family.

Thursday, September 11, 2014


John is growing up so nicely. I love being with him. He is kind, sensitive, smart,fun and a hard worker. The other day we were going out to the garage and he opened the door for Margaret and me and said "After you." I was floored. I know he didn't learn it from me but I was so pleased that he picked it up. We anticipate this being another wonderful year of learning and growth.  Plus, after about 3.5 years of researching Montessori I finally have a child of mine in a Montessori school!

FYI, I love the blog How We Montessori. Check it out if you are up for it.


 It has been a really rainy summer. I have never seen so many mushrooms in Idaho.

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Best Birthday

 Kelly, the sweetheart, started the day by making a great breakfast. After I spent the morning happily washing walls, vacuuming, and doing laundry. Kelly ran errands and fixed the car. Honestly is was wonderful. Kelly hadn't been home for a day like that in ages so it was a real change of pace. Later we met up with the Mayos and went on walk up Scout Mountain. Just what I like to do! Clara brought her new umbrella that she has been taking everywhere. We found a cool tree arching over the path that the kids climbed on and hung from. I received many phone calls and fun messages on Facebook. It was my best birthday ever!

Tuesday, September 09, 2014

Good Timber

The tree that never had to fight
For sun and sky and air and light,
But stood out in the open plain
And always got its share of rain,
Never became a forest king
But lived and died a scrubby thing.

The man who never had to toil
To gain and farm his patch of soil,
Who never had to win his share
Of sun and sky and light and air,
Never became a manly man
But lived and died as he began.

Good timber does not grow with ease:
The stronger wind, the stronger trees;
The further sky, the greater length;
The more the storm, the more the strength.
By sun and cold, by rain and snow,
 In trees and men good timbers grow.

Where thickest lies the forest growth,
We find the patriarchs of both.
And they hold counsel with the stars
Whose broken branches show the scars
Of many winds and much of strife.
This is the common law of life.

By Douglas Malloch