We were hoping for hand prints, but by the time we got out there to do them, the cement had already set too hard to make an impression. Bummer! One of the Public Works guys handed me a big nail and suggested writing their names and tracing their hands. So that's what we did. I really figured somebody would protest about messing up the new surface, but these guys don't care I guess. Anyway, the deed is done for posterity. Or until they replace the sidewalks again.
Monday, August 10, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Day Two Hundred Twenty One
Daughter Kelly sent me this picture a few days ago, helping to feed my obsession with mushrooms this summer. Huge mushrooms growing out of a tree somewhere near her house--that is weird wild stuff. We have a Maple tree in our front yard that has mushrooms growing out of it, but nothing this good. Thanks for the picture, Kelly!
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Day Two Hundred Twenty
Haircut
Elijah stayed with us for a while this morning while his mom and sister were out of town and his dad was at work. At his mom's request, we took him to the Village Barber Shop to get a haircut. Lots of boys, all ages, getting haircuts there today, too. School starts next week. You have to look your best. Elijah is never thrilled by the process, especially the buzz clippers around his ears. But he didn't complain and patiently endured, because he was promised a handful of M&M's out of the candy machine when it was all over.
Friday, August 7, 2009
Day Two Hundred Nineteen
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Day Two Hundred Eighteen
Rock Art, Bubbles and Backhoes
Shelby fashions some colorful rock art this morning with felt tip markers.
Elijah makes some rock art of his own using a big chunk of cement from the broken up sidewalk in the front yard.
Skin art is even more fun!
A day with blowing some bubbles is a day with fun and sun.
Elijah got up close and personal with the big backhoe the Public Works guy used to dig up the sidewalk. Our old sidewalks are gone now in front of our house. Our street looks like a war zone. Elijah had the best time watching the big machine do its digging, lifting and dumping--the stuff little boy's dreams are made of.
Shelby fashions some colorful rock art this morning with felt tip markers.
Elijah makes some rock art of his own using a big chunk of cement from the broken up sidewalk in the front yard.
Skin art is even more fun!
A day with blowing some bubbles is a day with fun and sun.
Elijah got up close and personal with the big backhoe the Public Works guy used to dig up the sidewalk. Our old sidewalks are gone now in front of our house. Our street looks like a war zone. Elijah had the best time watching the big machine do its digging, lifting and dumping--the stuff little boy's dreams are made of.
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