Showing posts with label Where Did Rylee Go?. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Where Did Rylee Go?. Show all posts

Sunday, December 23, 2012

Cranks Delivering Cards


O.K., we have this group of pre-school kiddos at my church that get together at least once a month to do crafts, just play or go on field trips. Last month, we got together and made special Christmas cards which we were going to deliver to two of the apartment complexes in town that house elderly folks. 
We had a good time making the cards. Each child traced hands and feet enough to make three cards apiece.


These are Little Mister's cards! CUTE!

Well, December rolls around and we had to reschedule our first date because of rain.... and it kept raining!
Finally, a date was set AND every child cried the entire time we were delivering the cards! What are the odds, EVERY kid? My child is a people lover and he even wanted me to hold him almost the entire time! He would not even hold one of the cards.
Isn't that just like kids?! 
Oh well, the Mommy's laughed and had a good time anyway!

MERRY CHRISTMAS from THE CRANKS!

Friday, November 30, 2012

On a ROLL again - Name Bowling

We just can't wait to get on the roll again!
And learn the letters of our name

Little Mister went bowling for the first time this week. His Aunt Tina and I actually went early one day and we were the only folks there. (I was worried about all the noise, so it worked out perfect.)
He was so excited when he saw all the balls we had to chose from, then bummed because we couldn't keep it!


I took the ball up to the line and he pushed it down the lane. I'm glad they were not busy because the worker had to get it a few times for us. He couldn't push it hard enough to make it roll all the way down. But he had fun! 
I took this new experience and made some learning fun out of it as well. I made some 'pins' from TP rolls covered in colored construction paper. I wrote a letter from his name on each pin.
He would aim at a specific letter or color and launched the ball at it!

Then he started cheating

Then it became a hockey game

BOYS! Gotta love'em!

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

A Day of Praise in the Park

My husband and I have recently started our own business which we call "Wear It 2 Share It". He has been drawing a series involving the whole armor of God. Each piece is printed alone on a t-shirt and when he completes the entire set, he will put them together and make a complete soldier. He is extremely talented and always gives the credit for his ability to the Lord!
Every year in October, a near by town hosts a festival called Praise in the Park. There are all kinds of vendors from all over the U.S. Christians bands play throughout the day on several stages around the downtown area. The main event takes place late in the evening when several 'big name' christian bands take the stage in the city park. This year was Building 429 and The Newsboys!
We were lucky enough to be able to set up a booth for the event. We had a amazing time. The weather was wonderful and the people were great. This was our first experience at an event this large. We learned about things we should do next time, things we will not do again and what we need to do differently!
We also made some great contacts to help expand our business. All-in-all it was a successful week-end!


If you would like to see what we have to offer, check out our etsy shop. It is still under construction but take a look around and leave some feed back. I love suggestions!


http://www.etsy.com/shop/WearIt2ShareIt

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Scarecrow Hunt


The greatest thing about living in a small town can be simple traditions! Every Fall merchants place themed scarecrows around town. They are amusing to see and many are just down right funny and cute! This year there are almost 100 scattered throughout town. Little Mister has loved seeing them as we drive around. One beautiful, cool day we decided to search for as many as we could find on foot! Of course, then we got in the car and found lots more. Here are a FEW of our favorites!






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Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Pumpkin Seeds and Old Traditions

Today we visited a "roadside" pumpkin patch. 
I have been wanting to roast some pumpkin seeds so we stopped to check them out and explore.

When he found the perfect one, he hugged it and loudly proclaimed it cute! 
Yeah, we brought it home.

I've mentioned before that little Mister is kind of a neat freak for his age. I was wondering if he'd actually touch the 'guts' of the pumpkin. My guts were accurate . . . he wouldn't. He did however touch the seeds once they were in the bowl.

I have always enjoyed roasting pumpkin seeds. Wanna know why? 
When I was in the 1st grade we lived in Mt. Airy, NC. I LOVED going to school because I had the greatest teacher! That Fall, I vividly remember her bringing a toaster oven and a huge pumpkin to her classroom. She let everyone take turns digging in the pumpkin and pulling out the seeds. She read us fun stories about pumpkins while they cooked. She then gathered us in a big circle on the floor and passed around a bowl filled with the freshly made treats! It was a wonderful day.

We made some today using the recipe below. 

I wonder if anyone else has traditions they have started with their families that begun with a wonderful teacher in school?

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Monday, October 8, 2012

All Aboard!

 What little boy doesn't like trains? Mine is currently in Love.
Everyday we pass this old (recently restored) historic train depot. I finally took the time to stop and visit.  Inside were some old photographs and a few other odds and ends that little hands should not touch. The outside was its redeeming quality. It is beautiful. I believe Little Mister enjoyed going up and down the stairs more than anything else. We played until the mowers showed up... this was our cue to scram!
(He is a little scared of LOUD noises.)


 These were some really neat old pictures of the depot. In the top picture it is on the right. In the lower picture it is far back and on the left.


Of course our activities for the day had to be ALL about trains!
We practiced spelling his name on a Name Train.


I fired up the Photoshop and made a quick Train Trace Pre-Writing practice sheet.
 

Have you tried this with your kiddos? I actually still have one from my childhood.
Pennies on the Rail Road tracks.
Before and After
 

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Chocolate Milk Comes from A Cow?

A local dairy farm recently had their 1st Annual Dairy Festival. They were to have hay rides, games, taste testing, cows to pet and feed, bon-fire, food and a tour of the creamery. I have always wanted to see a Dairy farm in action so we made the amazingly short drive.
After we made the trek from the back-forty (literally), Little Mister became so excited that he said cow about 10,000 times. He was so fun to watch. He would go to some of the cages and whisper, "come here cow". One little obstinate calf refused to obey so Little Mister tried to call him like he does our cat!

He made some fast friends.

He also discovered the joy of The Corn Crib!


We sampled some cheese. And Oh was it good...
See that look? It says, Keep your hands off my cheese!!

Finally, we toured the creamery. This farm is organic and pasteurizes their milk on site. By far the best chocolate milk I have ever tasted. 
Of course the best part was when Little Mister discovered that Chocolate Milk comes from a cow.
Priceless

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Busted Wrench Car Museum

My Little Mister loves cars. We have HotWheels and MatchBox cars everywhere. I've found them in the oddest places; in drawers, under cushions, in the frig! Apparently it's become a game that I was not prepared for. Today, however, we discovered a place to check out some not-so-scaled down versions. We explored at The Busted Wrench Car Museum.




I guess he didn't get enough of cars (what little guy ever does?). When we got home he grabbed a large pail and gathered up some choice automobiles. He then proceeded to say, "Sit down Mommy and Play!". What could I say to that? So I seized the moment and made a color sorting game out of the affair. We had a good time and he reviewed colors.


Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Stumbling upon a P.O.W. Camp

O.K., I was truly shocked by the sign on the side of the road in the middle of Nowhere, MS! 
Who knew? I sure didn't.



This is rather lengthy but I found it very interesting stuff. 
My geekiness shines through!

Four major POW camps in Mississippi were established at Camp Clinton near Jackson, Camp McCain near Grenada, Camp Como in the northern Delta, and Camp Shelby near Hattiesburg. The four base camps were large compounds designed to house large numbers of POWs. Camp McCain housed 7,700, Camp Clinton 3,400, and Camp Shelby housed 5,300. Camp Como originally held 3,800 Italian soldiers, but the Italians were soon moved out of Mississippi and replaced by a smaller number of Germans.
 
In 1944, the four base camps — Camp McCain, Camp Como, Camp Clinton, and Camp Shelby — developed fifteen branch camps. Ten of these camps were in the Delta. They were located at Greenville, Belzoni, Leland, Indianola, Clarksdale, Drew, Greenwood, Lake Washington, Merigold, and Rosedale. These camps furnished POWs to work in the cotton fields where in the spring under a hot sun, they chopped the weeds away from the young cotton plants with a hoe. In the fall they picked the cotton — a job they disliked. Mechanical cotton pickers had not yet been perfected, so cotton had to be picked by hand. The prisoners dragged heavy canvas bags, and as they filled the bag with cotton, the sack became heavier. As they pulled the cotton from the bolls, the pointed bolls scratched and punctured their hands.
The other five branch camps were located in south Mississippi in the pine lands. They were at Brookhaven, Picayune, Richton, Saucier, and Gulfport. Much of the POW's work was in forestry. They planted seedlings, cut timber and pulpwood, and cleared lands for various purposes. They worked to complete Lake Shelby, a small lake a few miles from Camp Shelby.
Perhaps the most intricate and useful work that was done by German POWs in Mississippi was the Mississippi River Basin Model. The U.S. Corps of Engineers was in charge of major waterways, and they had long wanted to build a one-square-mile model of the entire Mississippi River basin. Such a model could be of great value in predicting floods and in assessing the water flow of the Mississippi River and its tributaries.


The war in Europe ended in May 1945, but the POWs remained in the compounds and continued to work — some for almost a year after the war ended. American soldiers were mustered out of the military quickly and efficiently, but President Harry Truman decided that a labor shortage existed in the United States and that the POWs should remain in this country until the labor shortage was over. Some POWs did not get home to Germany until mid-1946. They had been in the Mississippi camps almost three years.
Over the years since 1946, German veterans have come back to Mississippi to see the camps that they lived in as young men. They are sad to learn that the camps were torn down after the war. The German POWs in Mississippi were probably aged 18 to 20 when they were captured in North Africa in 1943. The survivors of the Mississippi prisoner-of-war camps are now very old. But many of those who are alive still come back to Mississippi to remember their experience. In a strange way the camps saved their lives. Unlike many other German soldiers who were killed in the war, these POWs survived. When they entered the Mississippi camps, their war was over.

Friday, August 31, 2012

That Pig is Not Pink!

We were lucky enough to be invited over to a friends house for a Bar-B-Que the other day. Weren't we surprised when we got there and discovered they had a pet potbelly pig named Charlotte. She is only 5 months old! Little Mister would toss her an apple slice and say, "There pig"! He wouldn't get too close but kept wanting to go back out and see her! I also answered tons of questions, like: what do pigs eat? where do pigs sleep? does she swim in that pool? what is that noise? where is all her hair? It turned into a teachable moment for him and me. I had to come home and look up some facts about pigs!
When it was time to eat, I had to ask our hosts . . .  Is that Pork Ribs on the grill?


Of course we had to come home and do some "piggy thing", as I was told! Too funny! We had a fun day with good food and friends and a meeting a pig named Charlotte!


Random Piggy Facts:
* A pig will live an average of 12 -18 years, estimates range up to more than 20 years.
*Although often called miniature pot bellied pigs, the term miniature is relative - they are smaller than most pigs kept for food production, but they still usually weigh 125 pounds or more when fully grown.
* Pigs are very intelligent. This is usually a positive trait, and in fact pot bellied pigs are quite trainable, much the same as a dog (i.e. can be house trained, leash trained, and will learn a few tricks).
* Original specimens brought to the United States in the 1980s were black. Now several varieties are available including grey, white, tan and red. Spotting (or ”pinto”) seems to be a preferred variation to many owners.
* Temperament of your pet pot-bellied pig will vary. Males tend to be more aggressive and ”pigheaded” as they mature, especially if they are not neutered. Females can become territorial when they are pregnant. Most pigs will go through ”teenage” years as they mature. This stage is when they test their boundaries and see where they can put YOU in their pecking order. It is up to the owner to ensure that the pig learns its rightful place in the ”herd.” The owner should make the pig ”earn” his food and treats, thus enforcing the fact that the owner is the ”alpha.” During this phase the pig may develop ”selective” hearing and ignore commands from owners. It is up to the owner to consistently and uniformly enforce each action of the pig. If left uncorrected the pig may become unruly and this is, unfortunately, the time when most pigs are abandoned to shelters and rescues. It’s not the pigs fault; it is the lack of education on the owner’s part. Please be sure you are prepared for the responsibility of pet ownership before you purchase your pet. His life depends on you.


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