Welcome Home, Daddy!

Part of the Welcome Home card that Josh and Zoë made for Chris…  They actually made a little A5 booklet and this was on Page 3.  Taped to some of the pages were mini chocolate bars… SO sweet!

 

Zoe’s Self-Portrait

Treasures

One of the joys of parenting is being on the receiving end of little treasures like these:

 

 

Zoë started working on hers when she came home at lunch time.  It started out as a simple ice cream cone.  Then she thought she would make punch-outs using glitter paper that we had lying around.  She had to abandon her project when we left to go to her dance class.

When we came back, Josh was home from school.  She showed Josh her project.  Josh wanted to make something, too. 

What a great afternoon it was.  The two of them –one on the floor, one at the little table, –working quietly together, occasionally offering an opinion or two.  If I so much as looked their way, they would both squeal out, “Don’t look!  We’re not ready yet.”

When they finally were, they proudly presented these to us.  They stood, one to each side, eagerly pointing out what they had done.   I love how earnestly they’d worked on these and how proud they were that what they did gave us so much pleasure.

Josh told us, “It’s more fun to give than to receive.”

Stones | A Poem

Josh had to do a poetry scavenger hunt as his homework last week.  He had to read a series of poems in order to answer the ten questions that his teacher had assigned the class.  These were mainly silly, goofy poems from GigglePoetry.com. He had so much fun reading the poems that he got inspired to write his own.

Stones are big

Stones are small

Rocks are everywhere

Boulders are gigantic

and stones are ugly

and pretty

Rocks are magnets.

Daddy and Zoë

Zoë is such a daddy’s girl, like every little girl should be.  When I see how they are together, it just melts my heart. 

Yes, the other person in the drawing is supposed to be Chris.  No, he is not in a dress.  According to Zoë, he’s wearing a pair of pants and he’s standing with his legs apart.  The pink thing on top of his head is not a flower, but a crown.  “Daddy’s the king and I am the princess.”  Under a rainbow canopy, with flowers on top. 

 

 

The yellow strips at the bottom were from those plastic packaging strips that hold cartons together during shipment.  She got some from one of the boxes that came in for me and decided to cut them into short strips and glue them to the bottom of her drawing to “make it prettier.”