December 9

One of our very favorite parts of every week is an outdoor adventure with this crew. This week we discovered the Frank Shoemaker Marsh north of Lincoln (out 27th Street to Bluff Road), and it was a great find. Ian was skeptical: within the first five minutes, he asked, “If this isn’t fun can we […]

December 8

On the must-do list every Christmas is making a(t least one) batch of my Grandma Johnson’s ginger cookies. This year the kids made them all on their own. Pretty cool.  

December 7

Making some sort of Star Wars blaster. Sigh. Did they ask to use the hacksaw? They did not. But I am ever wanting them to learn to use tools and make things in the real world. So what to do? I gave them the lecture about how we don’t want to go to the emergency […]

December 6

Making a trade. It’s been a while since we’ve played Settlers, but it’s one of our favorite games and a fabulous way to spend a Sunday afternoon.

December 5

Today was a tough day for the DPP. We made stuff, but the pics I took of the making aren’t my favorite pics of the day. So, do I choose the photo I like best, or do I choose the photo that fits my self-imposed theme best? I went with one of Clara, currently my […]

December 4

Making cookies. And, yes, I do have some sweet ones that make it look like it was all Christmas music and teamwork, but this one captures more what it was mostly like. Surly almost-teen? Check! (I do have his permission to post this.) Jokester threatening to lick the powdered sugar? Check! (As far as I […]

December 3

Making (more) ornaments, this time with pipe cleaners and Borax.

December 2

Making a Fire || For a while now, I have been hesitant and uninspired to take photos. I have been buzzing with ideas for other projects, though, so I’m tricking myself into picking up my camera by adding a theme to the December Photo Project this year: I’ll be documenting the things we make. (And […]

December 1

Making ornaments. || We dried orange slices to make ornaments today. The goggles were so no juice would squirt in their eyes. Not pictured real life: Ian’s sliced finger (he’s ok), burned orange slices (about half are ok).