Carrie and Pearl made these books over the Thanksgiving weekend. I chose a few pages from each book. The first four are Carrie's, and the last four are Pearl's.
I'm thankful for Ninjas spying.
I'm thankful for friendly dolphins.
I'm thankful for rocks everywhere.
I'm thankful for my sister.
A few pages from Pearl...
I'm thankful for my loco cats and screw-loose dog.
I'm thankful for amazing climbing trees.
I'm thankful for watermelon.
Transcription:
I have an Angel
with a song. She has a
butterfly. She trails thunder.
Panthers dart around
her. A velvet mask is
in her hand. Silver breezes
whisper around her. Inchworms
and lemons are swirling
around her too! Her skin is like
the moon shining above her.
Then she fainted! Crash!!!!
P.S. She hit the flower pot.
by Pearl, age 7
This fall Pearl and Carrie are excited about soccer. Although they both have lime green Seattle jerseys in the pictures, they are on different teams because of their age difference. I guess they're on sister teams.
Carrie has this to say about the sport:
What I like about soccer is that I get to play front field. That means I get to kick the ball and score lots of goals for my team. But the kids follow you wherever you go! That's all of my report.
Lately she has me read books about Mia Hamm to her at bedtime. And when she wakes up the next morning, guess what Carrie's been dreaming about?
Pearl and Carrie are selling magazines with their Girl Scout troop. Here's their video sales pitch (time 1:30). If you'd like to make a purchase, click here please.
On Facebook I often chronicle little things the kids say. Friends comment, "I hope you're writing all these down." But I'm not. So with the help of a little app called "My Year in Status" I made this collage which contains some of them. (Double click on the image to enlarge it.) Do you have a favorite?
This month we have been babysitting two huge bunnies for some friends. Here are a few things we have learned from this experience. According to Carrie and Pearl:
Baba can a few more details.
Last weekend we had a fun dinner with our cousins, Erin and Abner. Afterwards we got to watch a movie being made. It was about the Pony Express. It was a production by the one and only HorseyWorks Studios. Is everybodoy ready? Lights, Camera, Action!
Note to longterm readers: you may recognize these actors.
Copies of my chapbook "Dear Red Airplane" arrived in today's mail. The book is published by Seven Kitchens Press. I say the chapbook is out--which is true--however it is already sold out. Seven Kitchens is a micro-press, and they specialize in publishing artful booklets in very small print runs. All the copies sold during the pre-order phase. If you'd like to encourage the editors to do a reprint, you can contact them here.
Both girls attended the WITS Summer Camp again this summer. Here's a poem by each of them.
Dragonfly
I see an orange dragonfly
Fluttering softly
Its big eyes bulging like
Punch-out eyes
Four wings, light and see-through,
To help support it
It flutters on many things,
Even my dog!
The dragonfly spins through
the morning sky and
never tells its secrets.
By Pearl, age 7
Horse Brown
I see horses playing.
I hear horses running in the river.
I taste brown marshmallows.
I smell chocolate.
I feel safe.
My color is horse brown.
by Carrie, age 5







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