Karma?

Last Wednesday was Earth Day.  To commemorate this, the kids and I planted grass in styrofoam cups.  I am a walking and talking oxymoron and that's okay. 

Our grass people just started sprouting this week, and the kids have been helping me water and watch as the blades of grass were coming in.  I left them on a tray on our Science Table so all the kids could look closely and help water.  How exciting! 

Until karma came in the form of a very curious 2-year-old boy this morning - who is new to our class and wants to dump everything out and push all the buttons he can find.  Including mine.  I'm sorry Earth.  Next year I will use old milk carton bottoms.  Sheesh.

Chuckles

Going through Naomi's binder tonight, I came across this hilarious and modern interpretation of Greek Art.  I love this girl's humor.

Family

We had a wonderful weekend up at the cabin celebrating Carl's 34th.  Here are some snaps we shot.  Really missed Bob - wish him and Eva could have been there! 

The amazing view from the front door.

Oh Craigslist...

I was actually a little trepidatious when I discovered that Craigslist had a Rants & Raves section.  What in the world?  What kind of crap do people discuss on a Craigslist forum?  After perusing through all the typos and ignorant rants - I came across this gem, and I just had to share.  We shop at Albie's, the poor girl behind the meat counter is incredibly sweet.  It's her job to peruse the customers so she can help them if they would like to make an order, but this was just too much.  Do people really can't their panties in a knot about this stuff?  Ha ha

http://slo.craigslist.org/rnr/1687705255.html

Really?

I am not easily surprised.  I am not easily offended.  I am not easily shocked.  This, however, got my attention.  A 4-year-old boy showed up with these marks on his neck today, they looked alarmingly real - possibly a bite from a dog or something.  We were more than a little concerned, and when we asked him what had happened - he informed us it was his vampire bite tattoo.  Really mom? Oh my.