30 septiembre 2011

He came into my room on a Monday morning and said,

"God made everything!" GRITS has officially started Sunday school and so far, he has learned to say the previously mentioned sentence and "God made people." He doesn't say anything on the Sunday he learns it, but after a good night's sleep, he seems to need to share his new knowledge about God. Holy Spirit, do your work!

He came into my room and said,

"We're going on a bear hunt! We're going to catch a big one! What a boooooo-a-ful day! We're not -cared!"

Some friends recently gave us their copy of We're Going on a Bear Hunt; and after a couple of readings with PapA, GRITS was able to spit this repeated paragraph out, rapidly and confidently! I was sleepy and shocked, trying to figure out what he had said and then it clicked.

His new favorite book!

28 septiembre 2011

Garden musings

Today in the garden, I saw John the Baptist:


I saw the tenacity of life, which I have a difficult time understanding in general:

I saw the promise of warm light at the end of the cold tunnel:

I saw the fruition of patience:

And I saw some dinners in November:

And I saw some April breakfasts:

What a nice morning in the garden!

Bearing gifts

Yesterday, as we were playing in the garden during the few minutes of dry-ish weather, GRITS came around the corner with his arm outstreched, saying, "MamA, this is for you!" "Uh..., put it on the ground, please." It was a bee! It was a bee, quite alive, struggling to get out of GRITS' grip! Thankfully, he wasn't stung. It looks as though he may be a bee charmer, so maybe he'll follow the great Ethiopian tradition of apiculture. Yum, honey!

24 septiembre 2011

A day in the life of GRITS

GRITS is busy. Between writing the letter H on every appropriate surface...

... and practicing his "I want to be incognito"-airport walk,

he makes sure to take frequent breaks for re-fueling on Abuelo's tart apples

and toast with Nutella with Tita.

07 septiembre 2011

90% - 10%

Finally! GRITS has begun, in the past two weeks, to speak using "I" instead of "you" when referring to himself. I knew that the pronoun situation would eventually work itself out, but I was getting impatient. Now we just need to nudge out that last 10% and we are set for proper speech. Learning is so much fun to observe... most of the time.

06 septiembre 2011

Donations for an orphanage

These are the items, in order of importance, that we would like to collect to bring to an orphanage in Ethiopia, when we go in October:

-gloves, surgical and disposable
-hand sanitizer
-gummy multi-vitamins
-Advil
-anti-itch medicine
-alcohol swabs
-antibiotic cream
-nurse gowns
-tooth paste
-diapers, large
-wipes
-shampoo and conditioner
-liquid soap
-towels, medium
-erasers
-sharpeners
-markers
-pens, blue and red
-scissors
-glue
-underwear

05 septiembre 2011

Hens

So, we have been issued our permit, the chicks have been ordered for an October delivery and preparations have begun. What you see here will be part of the extended run for the hens.

Because I love names, I have been thinking about names for the hens for quite some time. Originally, I wanted to go with names like Henrietta, Meghen, Gretchen and Athena; however, today, while making chalk drawings out back with Baby GRITS, another idea occurred to me. We will be getting a Silver Laced Wyandotte, two Australorps (just in case one of the chicks doesn't make it), a Barred Plymoth Rock and an Easter Egger. Until another idea hits me, their names, respectively, will be: Dotte (pronounced Dotty), Al and Orp, Ymo (pronounced Emo, as a nod to some of my favorite students EVER) and Aster. Now, Aster is most likely going to be my favorite because of her potentially blue or green eggs and so her name is extra-sweet: It's also the name of a flower, which I love, and it's a traditional Ethiopian name.

Now, all we have to do is raise these chicks without losing any, the chances of which are low-ish, I think, with this being our first try. To eggs!

I just can't get enough!

The chill in the air has made me extra observant in the garden today, relishing the zoom of every hungry bee and the flash of colors.

Perspective

03 septiembre 2011

Baseball?

Well, it has taken a few days to convince GRITS that this is tennis, and not baseball, but he has finally taken to it. Score!