Tag Archive for play

Story Comes to Life

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I was waiting for the kindergarten classroom door to open, like any other day, when my little kindergartener came running out, holding up a certificate, saying, “They picked my story!”  His teacher called me into the classroom and explained that the visiting improv acting troupe chose just a few stories to act out, and they…

Mantis

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My oldest son loves the outdoors and all the friends he makes out there.  His favorite companion is the praying mantis.  He will occasionally catch one and spend the whole day with it.  He will gather grass and “food” for it and make sure it has plenty of water to drink.  He is so loving…

Play Matters

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This summer, Daddy got to be part of a great community service project through his work, by serving the community that inspired the creation of the organization he works for.  They got to build them a playground! (Daddy insists on having some context to the following picture…  as a build team leader, he was required…

Play First Work Later

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We live in an era of instant sharing.  Instantly, I can see that my friend has made a wonderful, educational activity for her child, while I wipe peanut butter off my child’s bed and rush him off to nap.  I’m constantly re-prioritizing. I think I want to do the things my friends are posting and…

Stickerbutt

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Our day was going OK.  It was a little too busy for my taste, and we were reaching the witching afternoon hour.  I had a blog post on the tip of my fingers, and I just wanted to jot it down.  The kids were all over me and I just tried to push through so…

Normal Time

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I really enjoyed my time with my oldest.  We had a few moments at home while his brother was at school to just breathe and do “normal” things, like play outside and do chores. I’m so happy I was able to play baseball, and take pictures with him.  Things I’d long given up on with…

Hide and Seek

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I’ve noticed that with the house a mess, I feel defeated in ever getting the dishes and laundry clean.  It is so futile.  But I carry a heavy weight on my shoulders of being “busy” even though I’m not attempting to tackle it.  I busy myself with other things, to escape the overwhelming chores and…