Archive for April, 2010

Old Cans & Snow Fort

Friday, April 23rd, 2010

I went looking for a picture of Penelope’s quilt, which I realized I never blogged, and also apparently never photographed… Go me. I finished it just before we traveled to Vermont for the holidays, so I guess I didn’t have time to snap it. I don’t even have any in-use pictures of it that aren’t the back side, which is a nice white cotton fleece, organic too, but not terribly interesting. So I’ll have to get to that when the little bean is awake and not wrapped up in it.

Cans

But while I was looking for pictures of the quilt I came across this shelf of cans and boxes from an antique mall in Vermont, isn’t it wonderful? Just imagine it’s a little less blurry, I get nervous taking pictures in shops, I’m sure someone is about to yell at me. I feel like that a lot really.

Snow Fort

Also, the snow fort Jesse & Rebecca made, isn’t it awesome? Love Vermont in the winter. I’m not sure I could handle how long winter is there after living in California for 12 years.

Marbles & Hangers & Upside Down Puzzles

Wednesday, April 21st, 2010

hanger

While playing we found out that our hangers from Ikea make excellent little marble tracks. Rebecca insisted on filling up the whole thing with my marble collection, good work for little fingers, also there was the challenge of keeping them from rolling where she didn’t want them as the floor isn’t flat..

Puzzle

We also had fun doing some wooden puzzles that I cut with our scroll saw. After Rebecca did them right side up she decided to give it a go upside down. They are small enough that it was a pretty easy job. So if you are bored of your puzzles, try them wrong side up. :-) You could even draw a new picture on the back!

Courageous Parents, Confident Kids — Letting Go So You Both Can Grow

Monday, April 19th, 2010

I’m not really into hawking free stuff, but this is selfish. If more people read this book and let their kids have a little more freedom to roam around without being overprotected, that’s better for my daughter. :-) I’m pretty sure that I’ll think she’s ready to walk the half block and across the street to the local park long before the current paranoid social norm, and I really don’t want child protective services ever involved in my life, which is a horrible reason to restrict your child’s freedom, but my little sister already spent enough time in protective custody because of my self centered emotionally abusive step-father for, okay, I have no idea where I’m going with this, and I don’t need to rant. This blog is a happy colorful fun place, moving along.

If you’re interested, you can get a free pdf copy of this book – Courageous Parents, Confident Kids — Letting Go So You Both Can Grow – which is a collection of essays of which I have only read one so far, I downloaded the book this morning. But so far I’m enjoying it.

Vegetable Dyes

Monday, April 19th, 2010

Dyes

I helped with Rebecca’s class science fair project (she goes to a co-op preschool), and we did plant dyes. It was a lot of fun, I did a live drawing story, telling a story and drawing pictures at the same time, for the motivation, which I’d never done before. Thankfully it was an easy audience! Here is my story:

One day the kids in Miss Leslie’s class went to the farmers market, looked around at all the different tents selling all kinds of different fruits and vegetable, and bought a red cabbage, carrots, onions, and beets. Then on the way home at the top of a hill someone thought it should be their turn to carry the carrots, someone else thought it should be their turn to carry the onions, someone else thought it should be their turn to carry the beets, and there was a little disagreement about who should be carrying the cabbage. There was a little bit of tugging, someone bumped somebody, and the whole class rolled down the hill together with the vegetables. At the bottom they picked themselves up, and being sturdy 3&4 year olds no one was hurt. But someone noticed that there was orange all over their pants, someone had a green knee, someone was brown all over, someone’s shirt had a big red splot and one kid’s face had turned purple. Well, they wondered, where did all these colors come from? So they went back to the classroom and set out to find out.

And let me tell you, a jar of cabbage juice that has been unrefrigerated for a week smells awful!

We didn’t set the dyes with anything, we just juiced the vegetables, stuffed muslin in with the juice in jars and let it sit for a few days. In addition to the vegetables we also used dirt and grass, which the kids collected. What smells worse than a jar of old cabbage juice? An art rack full of hanging strips of muslin that have been marinating in old onion skins, beet juice and cabbage juice. It was raining outside, so the rack was drying inside. I’m glad I wasn’t working in the classroom that day, when I came to pick Rebecca up, wow did the room smell. But it was all for SCIENCE! Hmm.

Watercolor Fingers

Friday, April 16th, 2010

Dots

There are 8 spots in the watercolor tray, and we have 8 fingers. Obviously this is not coincidence, it is a mandate. Today we had a very spotty watercolor painting.

Weaving

Thursday, April 15th, 2010

weaving

Here is a 100% child led activity. I was dragged. Really.

I was cutting loose threads off a red canvas shopping bag that I had just washed and dyed yet another load of clothes pink with, I’m starting to learn, really, although I just did it again with a purple blanket… And Rebecca wanted to make a new bag with the threads I was pulling off. I think she was upset that the bag was loosing threads, and had a hole in the corner. She asked if we could make a new bag, and I grudgingly admitted that *theoretically* we could make a very small bag, but it would be a lot of work. From there I was dragged into helping her set up a tiny cardboard loom, warping it for her and finding a large needle to use to weave the weft threads. From there she wove her little postage stamp of red cloth.

Later when she was helping me make the bed she said, “Wow mama, someone did a lot of work making this big sheet!” So there you go, the last couple months of chaos we’ve become unschoolers.