A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
Every time I am the recipient of a random note on my desk. Today it was a math problem created just for me to solve and I gush.
Or when I notice he is back to practicing those ninja turtles. This time it is because he is excited about his friend’s costume. So he wants to practice and eventually draw him a picture.
And then it is all his sports images where he illustrates these elaborate moments in a game complete with circles for an audience. He has just recently added captions so everyone knows what part of the game we are viewing. This time it was a hockey game.
These moments of watching over his shoulder or across the room open the strangest memories of my own childhood. Like the teddy bear club I started in third grade. I would make these drawings and bracelets and folders to give to friends letting them know I thought they were special. Those tiny tokens of friendship at a young age are a sweet innocence I have long forgotten. This is one more amazing part of children. They remind me and even give me a chance to be younger. They remind me of how easy it is to make someone else smile. They remind me of the need to make space and to take time to be creative. Look at all these teams this guy came up with last night. I am particularly fond of the college team called “honey” where the mascot was a hive with tiny bees flying around it.Then there is the younger bear. Who is all about watching and imitating and as my mother said to me. I quote her exactly when speaking to the older bear “copying is a form of flattery.”He drew the Angels and Dodgers with some serious detail. Other times, he gets out a paper while I am doing homework with Paul. He sits quietly practicing letters and mixing in parts of his name. Can I even begin to express how much I love this? These are those clues I get into the minds of my two favorite little boys. I am beyond fascinated and intrigued.
Today when I picked Henry up, I just happened to have my camera in my bag. After a morning at t/k he gets to spend three afternoons with friends at the child development center. He was engaged in an activity making shapes with tape and then paint. Some were painting inside and others were painting around the tape. Then they would peel the tape off to reveal different designs. Henry was going for a rainbow effect. I loved that when he finished, his four year old spirit had to put both hands and rub the paint everywhere.
I woke up to little ones crafting up a storm.
They were putting the finishing touches on gifts for Grammy. These little ones are full of love and generosity.
We created a small stash of treats for her birthday.
She came over to go to the pumpkin patch down the street
and there had been mounting excitement about this adventure
with train rides
and a little bit of waiting.
Pony rides under a circus tent
(yes, I mentally fight back thoughts of depression and animal cruelty).
old metal cars, but my kids opt for motorcycles
and pink elephants that fly over the ground.
I thought maybe they would freak on the spinny ride.
Their expressions looked intense.. a mixture of fear and fun.
They were all smiles, maybe a little dizzy, but happy.
This was a Thursday night treat. Dinner with friends, followed by pumpkin carving.
First they drew out their designs
and made the size just right with pencils followed by sharpies.
and opened them to clean them out.
Messy fun with friends to chat and laugh with.
Henry was a carving machine.
The carving ended right as the ninth inning of the Giants game was going on. Somehow, we caught the very last inning and cheered at the home run hit.
Looks like we will be cheering for the Giants in the World Series.
Months ago we started noticing these random animals in our neighborhood
made from pieces of trees and plants. Sometimes a little paint is added.
We have slowly been able to gather more information about this local art being made just for fun,
to make people smile.
This one is an angel:
It’s like a scavenger hunt. We are fans!
Paul’s homework tonight (perfect for First Grade) was to bring home an “Arthur backpack” that had toys, books, and a cd inside.
He was supposed to play (they played baseball together) with Arthur, who is a character from the author study they just wrapped up. This included propping him up on the table to have him watch him do his homework. One little sister was doing a lot of following around and imitating of her big brother.
Someone fell in love with “arfur” and didn’t want him to send him back to school.