Our ARTISTS before school: Gavin reading. ClaraJane *allowing* mommy to take a picture of her adorable (school lice defense) hairdo, while Daddy looks on.
Gavin’s paper mache sculpture of “COKE – Somebody Shook It,” and “Watchin U” print.
ClaraJane’s ink and paper animal pattern print. “Can you guss what I am?”
A gifare!
BIG THANKS to our kids’ wonderful Art Teacher, Yulia Paylor!
HIGHLIGHTS: A.T. Hikes. Salmon dinner. Adding a nephew to the mix.
2. ZMFB:
HIGHLIGHTS:A.T. Hikes. Blowing apart a June Bug with a skittle from a slingshot. Uncle Paul lighting his fart on fire.
HONORABLE MENTION: Making a spear. Throwing it chipmunks. Fishing. Making a fishing spear. Best nights of sleep in a long time.
LOWLIGHTS:Packing up
3. GAVIN:
Not any bad parts. Only good parts. Making spears.
4. CLARAJANE:
LEAST FAVORITE: Going spear fishing, “Because the geese kept hissing at me!”
HIGHLIGHTS:Beach. Finding the salamander. Chasing my mom and dragging her back to safety on the shore. Hiking. Eating. Sleeping. Giving that June Bug a funeral and melting him in a fire.
5. MOM:
LOWLIGHTS: Getting the kids to pack up. The constant stream of abandoned things. Being dragged back to shore by ClaraJane. (o;
HIGHLIGHTS:Hiking the A.T. so unexpectedly and successfully! Floating on the floaty mattress at the little beach. Having everything we need (and not TOO much we don’t). Breaking through to the potential of BACKPACKING. Succinct and ample rationing of food. The weather. GREAT KIDS!
ALL AGREED: Making spears. Nephew/Cousin. Fire. S’mores.
My baby has been taking ballroom dance in gym, and tonight was the city-wide showcase at the high school gym. Be still my heart! (I turned down work for this!)
Of Note: At Tobin, instead of pairing up Boy-Girl, they pair up by “Right Foot Starter” or “Left Foot Starter.” I noticed my son *not* complaining about Ballroom Dance while they were studying it. I also noticed how he told me one time that he figured out by choosing to be a Right Foot Starter, he never has to get paired with a GIRL. I find it amusing how satisfied he was with this “hack,” lol. And how nonplussed he was to be paired up with his Gym Teacher for the Showcase.
Also of Note: Omg my baby’s legs are like stilts, especially when he tucks his shirt all the way in and cinches his belt up all the way.
More Importantly: Our principal Jaime -my hero- joining the kids for a celebratory “Cotton Eyed Joe” in the end. Her incredible spirit is so 100% lovely, loving and infectious it brings me to tears. (And he will be surpassing her in height *any* day now, lol.)
Final Note: Gavin was so affectionate and happy to have us there. Afterwards he said, “Thank you” to me and daddy for coming “and supporting me.”
Be still my heart again.
Anytime, Baby!
PS: Thank goodness I at least got the video made before my phone deleted all the photos!
When sh*t is so f#cked up in politics that you don’t know what to say, thank f#cking g*d for luminaries like the incomparable Trae Crowder, the original Liberal Redneck.
I don’t hate Alabama per se. In fact I cherish some wonderful memories there. But I surely hope these f#cking lawmakers meet with some untimely, painful deaths and complete their journey strait to hell, post haste. Can we abort hypocritical, incompetent, fascist lawmakers, please?