That would be when the pediatrician asks you to avoid even the sick kids and ring the bell at the back door. Since taking a picture of my son's whopping case of allergic hives would only serve to provide fodder for the therapist when he reaches middle age, I am instead posting a totally unrelated photo taken by my husband this weekend.
Did you know that dogs love cinnamon scones? They do. See how patient and attentive they are as I enjoy one?
I now return to the ongoing chaos.
More from yesterday's visit to Roper Mountain Science Center... The butterfly garden is beginning to bloom and the butterflies are starting to take notice. The pond is also blooming -- with lily pads, dragonflies and an assortment of red-eared sliders.
Enjoy -- and Happy Mother's Day to all the moms!
It was Indiana Jones Day at Roper Mountain Science Center. But as the flyer prominently noted, Harrison Ford was not in attendance. You can't have everything.
You can, however, build a dinosaur.
And eat your work...
Then get dirty...
And watch some expert marksmanship in action.
When school is out or the sun has burned up and left us in total, cataclysmic darkness, whichever comes first, I am planning to put a few vintage and handmade items for sale in an Etsy shop. Here's a sneak peek of one of the first items to go in the shop: a 1950s-era (I am pretty sure) Swirl wrap dress. Red ric-rac, people. The world would be a better place if we all wore a little red ric-rac. I tried this on and instantly felt the need to add high-heeled pumps and pearls.
Learn more about the Swirl company here.
As promised, part two of the homeschool saga is online. If you are in South Carolina, please pick up one of the parent magazines noted on the right. You know the drill. :)
And if you are the parent of a child with special needs, you might find this story handy as you plan this summer's vacation. I think the "What's Next?" bag, featured in the story, is pretty darn brilliant.
My son's tooth fell out as he ate a granola bar on the way home from the firefly forest Monday night. Of course, he was prepared since he has a stash of sandwich bags placed in strategic locations for just such an occasion.
Arriving home at some ridiculous hour for a school night, we were all so punchy and tired. As my son brushed his remaining teeth, I popped my head in to ask if he could just leave his tooth in the bag for tonight (giving the Tooth Fairy a much needed 24-hour reprieve) and put it under his pillow Tuesday night.
His response: Could I just give you the tooth in the morning and you just give me the money?
We arrived around dusk last night for a long overdue visit to the Firefly Forest. There was enough light for a few pictures before I put the camera away and enjoyed the light show.
We saw one distant glimmer. "There!" "I saw one!"
Soon, there were three or four in the distance, and one flying toward us, emitting a steady, pale blue glow. Within minutes, there were hundreds flying down the hillside, like a mass of Christmas lights stretched among the trees.
These fireflies, Phausis reticulata, are found en masse in only a few places in the southern Appalachians. They live - and light - for only a couple of weeks each spring. But what an impression they leave behind.
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