The girls and I went hiking on Fowler Trail in Eldorado Canyon this morning. We had a lot of fun, except for the time where Bree lost her footing and slid (backwards) a few feet down a rocky area. She got pretty scraped up and cried for a long time, asking me over and over, […]
Category: Cate
New Quilts
Karen and Zach came over last night for an impromptu game night. (Carcassonne and Settlers of Catan) Karen brought early birthday gifts for each of the girls – quilts that she had made for each of them! They were each quite excited about the designs she thoughtfully chose for each of them.
Library Field Trip
And then we spent some time at the library where one child accidentally set off a door’s emergency alarm and another one burnt her finger on a hot glue gun bad enough that we had to leave. (She’s fine but it hurts.) But the paper flower craft (made from an old book) she made is […]
Baby Crib
Tonight, we sold the baby crib (along with several other large baby-related items.) I guess it’s the end of the baby era for the Reimers. Feeling a bit nostalgic. Can you tell which baby is which?
Come On
Me to the girls: Everyone, come to the table. Dinner is ready! Cate (the one child already at the table): Mom, I already come-on’d!
Unschooler Wannabe
One of the things I love about homeschooling is being able to encourage interest-led learning. Yet, at the same time, it is also one of the hardest things for me, too, because sometimes it means that I need to let go of MY “to-do” list to truly let them follow their interests. Many days, this […]
Little Miss Independent
Cate, age 4 going on 14. Little Miss Independent and “I can do it myself.” (She dressed herself today.)
Happy Easter
Aquarium Field Trip
Of course, one of the highlights for Bree were the seahorses, but the girls enjoyed seeing all of the fish.
Flour
I am trying my hand at making some homemade bread tonight. I had it sitting on the counter on a floured surface when I saw Cate (age 4) admiring it. “What are you doing, Cate?””Nothing!” she innocently responds, as she quickly turns away from the counter, wiping the tell-tale signs of white flour onto her […]