Banged-up Fingers

About every other Saturday, I back the car out of the garage to make space for my girls (just like every other room in our house) to play ‘construction’. We have buckets of wires, wood pieces, shells, rocks, even some recycled trash I have found on the beach, along with basic tools such as hammers,ContinueContinue reading “Banged-up Fingers”

Nature’s Quiet Observer

On a recent trip my eldest was outnumbered by the amount of adults and little kids. The curse of our friends’ having younger kids, she often has to figure out what she will do (though always invited to play). Yet, for the most part, she is an independent bug and finds solace in book, screenContinueContinue reading “Nature’s Quiet Observer”