The Sinister Scribe

Monday this week we had a terrific “green hour” at Bear Creek Trail. This picture is of Sam-man. We’d call him green-man but well, the leaf isn’t green and he is… well, Sam.

There were shocking red leaves , several frogs, weird mushrooms, fuzzy plants, soft moss, rough bark, sweet smells and bird sounds. I did my best to point these things out but not dwell on them. Reminding myself that they’re usually listening best when they seem like they’re not listening at all. LOL! The kids ran and played.. shockingly harmoniously. I’m trying to start every morning with some outside time while it is still doable.

Tuesday we went to see a great storyteller at the library. Eth-Noh-Tec, a husband wife team, are actually out of San Francisco. I’m kicking myself for not taking their free workshop at the library on Monday. Robert was an amazing storyteller. I am thinking I might try to start memorizing some stories to tell to the kids. I want to work with Sam on public speaking. Maybe storytelling would be a good way to practice that without knowing it.

The kids have been playing together really well this week. I *think* the change is in Jessie. I could be wrong, but she just seems a little less “three” this week. ‘Course she is nearly four. Gasp! And Sam will be in the double digits next week. Ack!

Ok. Now I need a beer.