Thursday, May 15, 2008
The Island I would like
Monday, May 5, 2008
myron likes to write!
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
File under "weird" and "news to me"
Myron wanted a placemat, so I put one under his cereal bowl. It was a deceptively blue-and-white design, so that he didn't immediately notice the Christmas theme. When he did, he remarked that it had angels and shepherds and stars... and then Gabriel piped up, "and it needs to have candy canes!" I asked, "who eats candy canes?" His answer: "God does!"
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
A liddle song
I awoke to this ditty coming from the hall where Gabriel was playing:
Baa baa black sheep
Have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir,
Three little bags.
One for my master
One for my sheep
And one for my
Little-piddle...
I missed the rest because I started laughing. I guess you had to be there.
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Baskets
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Myron gets in the game

This is a piece from Myron. He says, "It is not a picture. I just scribbled with a bunch of different colors." I had him add his name for the sake of posterity and to demonstrate that he does, indeed, have small motor skills!
PBJ BEAR update
I cut out the bear and the sandwich. I glued the sandwich to another sheet of paper and let Gabriel glue the bear where it belongs, in his mind. There you have it: the bear is eating the sandwich.
The Bear is eating the PB&J.
This bear is eating the sandwich. Gabriel (3) dictated this picture to me. I think he might be hungry. As hungry as a bear? He is disappointed that the Bear is not closer to the sandwich so that you can tell he is eating it. But Gabriel is like the little prince. Adults do not always understand his art. I am trying to convince Gabriel that the Bear is stepping back while chewing.
Salad
Ingest this salad for the having of good healths. It contains of many positive ingredients and none of fats. Chopsticks are customarily. 
Monday, March 31, 2008
Poem de terre
Pink-amber light
Warms all creatures who
wander among the foliage
Grasses prairie grasses
Turtles, sleeping snakes
And roots exploring through soil
Gentle vapor blankets glowing
throwing even joy
Red displays are only
shadows of rich sun canopy
Panoply arrested eyes wide open
Preparing for soft sleep








