Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Joshua's Favorite Things


Oprah has list of favorite things to market specific products.  I've decided that Joshua should have list of favorite things to help market his awesomeness.  So here you are.

Favorite Toys: 

1.  Balls
2.  Mr. Monkey
3.  Balls of other sizes.

Favorite Foods:

1/  Blueberries
2.  Oranges  (Are you sensing a ball-like theme.)
3.  Broccoli

Favorite animal.

1.  Dogs ... just dogs ... any dogs ... all dogs

Favorite books:

1.  Brown Bear, Brown Bear What Do YOu See?  
2.  Bugs, Bugs, Bugs
3.  Goodnight, Moon

Favorite Things To Play With (Not Toys)

1.  Pots and Pans
2.  Hairbrushes
3.  Daddy's Ties

To be continued ...

Sunday, October 25, 2015

The Ramblings of a Toddler


Look! A rock - oh there's some leaves!
I'll stuff the brown ones up my sleeves.
They're itchy  - oh look the rock
I should stick it down my sock.

That hurts a bit - I see a bug
It looks dead. I want a hug.
Mommy, will you carry me?
Down, down!  Another bug!  See.

Mommy, watch me climb those stairs.
One step, two - now it's a chair
Tap, tap my legs against the stone.
Look up - no let's just go home.

Running, running, now I walk.
Let's go – Hey, look, a rock!

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

Literary Tourism - Virginia


Most of my experience in Virginia has been in the Washington D.C. area.  It's quite a lovely state.  Most of my literary experience in Virginia has been with a series of novels about a high school that trains female spies.  While those books are fun, they didn't really meet my goals for the project.  But thanks to my book group, I have visited Virginia through prose.

The Cross Gardener by Jason F. Wright

John is born on the side of Route 11 in the Shenandoah Valley when his mother gets into a fatal car accident.  John is shuffled through a few different foster families, but finally finds home on an apple orchard with a good father who has adopted two other sons.  John's life is constantly impacted by death.  His oldest brother drowns while on a school trip.  His father dies of lung cancer.  But worst of all his wife and soon-to-be born son die in a car accident traveling home from the county fair.  John and his daughter, Lou Lou, are left to cope.  In John's struggle to grieve, he meets a man who calls himself the Cross Gardener.  He maintains roadside crosses and asks John to help him.  Along the journey John learns to have faith despite his sadness.    

The sense of place in this book is excellent.  When doing research for another book the author loved the Shenandoah Valley so much that he moved thereThe descriptions are accurate and detailed.  (I looked it up.)  John's love for his home mirrors the author's passion for it.

I liked the book.  You may have guessed by the title that it is Christian literature.  It's refreshing to find literature that extols virtue as a virtue.  The language was clean.  The characters were all people doing their best to live a good life - religious or not.

I have a few criticisms.  First, and this is mostly for Christian literature in general, it was melodramatic.  It was trying too hard to make me feel things.  I felt like I was being manipulated.  Second, the characters were pretty hollow.  Third, at times I felt like I was reading the summary of a story while at other times the author gave me every minute detail that I didn't need.  Fourth, the symbolism was overt.  I prefer a little subtlety. 

But overall it was a good book.  I felt uplifted and surprised at the end, and I liked the peaceful tone of the Cross Gardener.

Thursday, September 24, 2015

Family Photos 2015

What do you think?  Should we put them on our Christmas cards?

Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Faster, Faster by Leslie Patricelli



It's been awhile since I have used my blog to gush about how much a love a specific picture book, but we recently found a new family favorite on the library shelves.  (Seriously, using the library is starting to cost me more money than it is intended to.)

In Faster, Faster, a little girl and her daddy are playing at the park.  Her daddy is giving her a ride, then suddenly a wild adventure ensues riding on a horse, ostrich, and even a sea turtle.  All the while the little girl commands, "Faster, Faster."

This book is for young toddlers and could not be a better fit.  It's very simple.  I counted eleven distinct words.  The illustrations are full of foreshadowing and humor, if you're willing to look beyond the simplicity of the book.  Subtle details in the background of the story lead to the next page.  And the daddy's tie .. well ... it tie's it all together.

And this book was personally tested on my toddler, and I thought he was going to asphyxiate with laughter each time we read it. 

Saturday, August 22, 2015

The Wilds

To celebrate our anniversary, we went on a family trip to The Wilds. The Wilds is the largest animal conservation and breeding area in North America. Most of the animals in the park are endangered or extinct in the wild. The goal is to breed and reintroduce the animals into their natural habitats. There were a lot of species that I had never heard of and aren't commonly found in a traditional zoo.

We took an open air bus tour which we felt like was the best choice.  Joshua loved being up close and personal with the animals.

 Przewalski’s Wild Horse

When we first saw the zebras, they were too far away for me to get a good look, but we went around the bend and part of the herd had moved and we got a great view.


We saw two types of rhinoceros, the southern white rhino and the greater one-horned Asian rhino.  The rhino is actually one of the most endangered animals out there so they are working hard to breed more before they become extinct.

Southern White Rhino
There were a lot of herds of horse and antelope type animals from both Africa and Asia.  It was a little difficult to remember what everything was.  I'm fairly certain this is a sable antelope.  I did some checking on their website. 


We had a lot of fun and Joshua liked watching the animals roam and he got to feed the fishies.


He was pretty exhausted by the end though.

Monday, June 29, 2015

Bubbles




Dozens of bubbles drift in the air
Over your shoulders and around your hair.
Your hands clap and bubbles pop.
Your giggles call, Don’t stop! Don’t stop!

Around and around soap bubbles fly,
Whisked by the wind towards the sky.
A shiny bubble slowly twirls
And rests unbroken on your curls