Friday, March 27, 2015

Thursday, March 26, 2015

First Tooth



My little boy lost his first tooth! He has been wiggling it and wiggling it for days and then sat down with some tortilla chips. A few minutes later he came running to me, all upset, that his tooth was missing. Oh, the poor little boy. He must have swallowed it. I commiserated with him and I knew exactly what we needed to do.  We sat down and read One Morning in Maine. I just love this classic book about a little girl, Sal, who looses her first tooth in the seaweed and shells when she is out clamming with her father.

The next day we were talking with friends and heard that another five year old also did this and left a note for the Tooth Fairy. Pieter was thrilled to hear this, so we went home and wrote a note. This morning Pieter found a whole dollar bill in an envelope under his pillow! He is so excited and is saving up for something big.

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

C is for Caterpillar


ABC Snacks are quickly becoming a hit during our mornings here! C is for Caterpillar. 

Sunday, March 22, 2015

Buying Food in Puerto Rico





Last week I stopped in the grocery store to pick up some organic peanut butter. The prices for this have been between $6.50 and $8.00 depending on where I shopped. I just couldn't take it anymore when it was $8.99. My sweet sister-in-law just hooked me up in three days with definitely enough peanut butter, and chocolate to boot, for quite a while. Who would have know that sixteen jars of peanut butter fits perfectly in the USPS large flat-rate priority box? And that little space on top needs a few of my favorite chocolate bars so nothing shakes around. So, $67.96 + $17.90 (postage) = 85.86, would have bought me 9 jars of peanut butter here. Thank you so much Becky and Trader Joe's!! My check is in the mail!

Saturday, March 21, 2015

Spring Equinox Celebration


















Last night we celebrated the changing of seasons. A day of equal light and dark, a pause between asleep and awake. A time to remember the rhythms of nature, a mysterious and sacred element of God. Many Christians turn away from seasonal rites, thinking they are left over from pagan worship, saying that people were giving too much attention to the seasons. Christopher Hill rebuts this saying, "Our problem today is the opposite. Instead of paying too much attention to this face of God (if that's possible), we pay far too little," (Holidays and Holy Nights). I so enjoy that my children are not just learning about the solar system, but celebrating the rhythm that it brings to our lives, year after year, at the sustaining hand of God.

What a different place in the world we are in now. Last year we celebrated the Spring Equinox in the Black Hills. This year we celebrated with new friends, great food, and so much fun around a bonfire. We made flower crowns and leaf masks for the kids to wear. In the morning, we read about spring and what this day is and means to many cultures in the Spring Equinox. A lovely way to enter Spring. 


The Spring Equinox

Now is the pause between asleep and awake:
Two seasons take
A colour and quality each from each as yet.
The new stage-set
Spandril, column and fan of spring is raised against the
winter backdrop
Murrey and soft;
Now aloft
The sun swings on the equinoctial line.
Few flowers yet shine:
The hellebore hangs a clear green bell and opulent leaves
above dark mould;
The light is cold
In arum leaves, and a primrose flickers
Here and there; the first cool bird-song flickers in the thicket.
Clouds arc pale as the pollen from sallows;
March fallows are white with lime like frost.

This is the pause between asleep and awake:
The pause of contemplation and of peice,
Before the earth must teem and the heart ache.
This is the child's pause, before it sees
That the choice of one way has denied the other ;
Must choose the either, or both, of to care and not to care;
Before the light or darkness shall discover
Irreparable loss; before it must take
Blame for the creature caught in the necessary snare:
Receiving a profit, before it holds a snare.

~Anne Barbara Ridler, 1912-2001

Thursday, March 19, 2015

Waking up with Coco




As soon as Pieter wakes up in the morning, he runs outside to see Coco. This morning I grabbed my camera and went down to the back patio to watch the boy and his rooster. Pieter was sitting half way down the steps with Coco crowing to the morning again and again. So cute. Pieter brought him up to the top and Coco had his breakfast in a coconut bowl. What a great way to greet the morning.
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