Saturday, October 26, 2013

The office space

Our downstairs office is starting to come together. It will be sometime before its painted and totally decorated. But the girls use the crap out of this space. I love that! 

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Katya's poem

The afore mentioned poem. Translation below.


The Key Is The Love

My secret is the love
Yours might be different
But you have to love, It's
Hard but you do so try
So you can be the best
Then at the start I have to
Teach you so it's the key to
Love, and you and me
Will love. The End

Friday, October 11, 2013

MRI and the flu


That has been our week. R's MRI on Tuesday went smooth. K and I have been battling the flu all week. Reagan has it now, I am guessing E will get it next:-( 

Tuesday, October 1, 2013

A break from the iPhone pics.....

Some "big" camera pictures of Katya that I took a few weeks back.  Her and I went out to get a few shots of some Indiana representation for an art wall I did in the living room.  I will post a picture of that later.  Of course my favorite pictures from that night were the ones with her in it:-)  And for the non-portrait shots, a picture SHE took was the best of the night (she brought her point and shoot)!





This last one is like one of those pictures, "How many things can you find that are wrong"?  But there is something about it I love.  Sometimes imperfections are beautiful!

A final note: Katya is doing really, really well in first grade.  She is always happy to go in the morning; she loves riding the bus; we are getting the homework routine down. The curriculum is challenging; her reading skills have really taken off, spelling is a bit tough, and she is doing well in math.  She loves the extra things that they call, "specials." PE, art, music (favorite), computer and library.  Those always the most fun! She has had a few hard days/moments, of course, we all do, but overall she and the other girls are doing fantastic here.

Soon I will be posting a poem that Katya wrote a few days ago. Inspiration struck her Sunday afternoon when we were playing outside.  She ran in and got a paper and wrote a beautiful poem.  We have a little artist on our hands....