"It Was A Wild March Day"

This here is a quote from our current "read aloud" (to use a little homeschooling lingo). We're just finishing Mountain Born, a book about the lifecycles of a European family of shepherds. Every time we get to the end of a book, Taliah gets tears in her eyes, because she doesn't want the story to end. Speaking of literature, we were thinking of

Storybook Bears We Love

The Berenstain Bears

Winnie the Pooh

Little Bear

Moonbear

Cordouroy

Paddington

The Three Bears

Can you think of any more? Let us know.

March has been ripe for harvesting kid soundbytes.

Here are a few:

ALETHIA: (watching Jared carry a big box) Jared, awesome!

ALETHIA: My unnerwear hurts.

ALETHIA: I dooted. (A statement which brings great delight to her 8-year old brothers heart).

ANNEKE: My buns falling down.

ANNEKE: No! Not daaaaaaaaaaaaaaat!

JARED: (singing) If I were a caaar, I'd fank you Lord for giving me wheels.

JARED: Mom, did March come out like a monkey, or a lion?

TALIAH: (while beating eggs for an omelet) (crooning) Poor little chickens who couldn't be born. . .

TALIAH: (wrote her name on a teeny scrap of paper and handed it to me) That's for when I'm married, in case you forget me.

ME: Thanks. You mean after you're gone? . . . .

. . . I don't think I'll ever forget you, though.

TALIAH: Just in case.

AIDEN: (upon being scolded by Taliah for his bread-making mistake) Hey, I don't know how to make bread! Boys are supposed to work; girls make bread.

AIDEN: Dad, do you want to know a fact about Mars?

AIDEN: Mom, you look like a rancher in Hank the Cowdog.

Spring is . . .

Calling outside, and I just spent thirty-eight minutes trying to update this blog and get pictures from the camera and change the background and write about spring. But now it's been 39 minutes and only one of the list accomplished, and minutes during the twins' naptime are precious . . . . Perhaps next week I'll be able to write about spring. Hang in there, dear readers.