Knights of Columbus Picnic

I am a terrible mother. I didn't take a camera to the KofC picninc at our parish last week. RA climbed the inflatable climbing wall (pictured below) all the way to the top. Aren't we shocked (my little climber). They also went down the inflatable slide about 50 times. RAwas a riot. She would stand at the top and bounce about ten times and then drop to her bottom and slide down. I jsut kept praying her tounge wasn't sticking out as she dropped. PG was just happy to see Nana and as soon as she picked him up, he looks at me, waves and says, "Bye!" Maybe he knows I'm a terrible mom.
Oh and they loved petting the bunny and riding the pony. PG hung on like an old pro. I guess the time at Catholic Familyland this summer prepared him. Who knew I had a cowboy?!

Time for a new post

So I thought it was time to post again (although I think Beth is the only one who reads this).
Last week we took a field trip with the Co-Op group to Traders Point Dairy. The kids loved it and learned some new things. Like: when they fed the calves out of a plastic tub with lots of nipples attached, the calves headbutted the plastic tub to try to get the milk to come faster (my mom says, "Oh like cats when they push there paws against their mothers", I'm think "CATS? what about my children?")
And the dairy had free range chickens (Fr. Dominic, I'm still waiting for that homily) and DG asked how they got more chickens if they collected the eggs (He found it interesting that they let the chickens lay eggs wherever they wanted). They told him if they didn't collect a lot of the eggs, there would be no where to walk because there would be chickens everywhere.
We also learned we like Chocolate milk straight from the dairy. I think RA was looking for the chocolate cow.
Oh, and they liked that they learned we aren't born to eat candy and cows aren't born to eat grain. Cows are born to eat grass. But I think cow pies that come from grain fed cows are far better than cow"pies" that come from grass fed cows! Yuck!!!

Ping and the Ducks

For RA's school work this week we read The Story of Ping by Marjorie Flack. It is a great book about a duck on theYangsze River in China. So for one of our lessons, we went to feed the ducks. The great debate was where to go. The last time we attempted to feed ducks at a nearby park, they wanted nothing to do with us. So this time we took four peices of bread, thinking surely that would be enough.
Well, I think all the ducks and geese in Carmel were in the pond we picked. It felt a bit like the multiplication of loaves and fish because RA had one peice of bread for ever. This one goose kept getting closer and closer and I kept thinking, "when is she going to get rid of that bread?"
DG and I thought it was great that there were so many ducks because Ping lived with his mom, dad, 7 aunts, 11 uncles and 42 cousins. Although some were geese, I think they were all at the pond we went to.
PG has a great throw and was able to feed lot of ducks as well.