On the 18th my Learning Garden was transformed into a Gingerbread Village as construction workers went from station to station creating their architectural masterpieces. Many thanks to Geri, who came in ahead of time to hot glue the graham cracker houses together.
Here's a "before" house, front and center. Go to the Gallery to see some finished architectural wonders. My little builders had so much fun!!
Pause for a time in the midst of the frantic preparations for Christmas to remember the real significance of this season. May God grant you peace, comfort, and provision today and through the coming year.
Who would have thought this little red wagon blog would be of interest to so many folks? Today marks 2000 visitors to my blog, and twenty different nations have taken a peek. I would love it if you visitors would leave me a comment.
My heart breaks for the community in Connecticut where the elementary school massacre took place today. I can't begin to fathom the horror that transpired. The loss of those innocent lives at the hands of a madman is infuriating. The survivors are changed forever. Join me in prayer for all those touched by this tragedy. They will need to be lifted up long after the media frenzy dies down.
In the picture below is a holiday poem I like to use in my class. I don't know who wrote it, so if anyone does, please leave me a comment so I can give due credit.
The children made their candy stick to glue on their penmanship task. We had a penmanship contest for this work. To make these occasional contests fair, I choose a girl and a boy winner. The winner is not always the same perfect-penmanship-people who have a natural ability for excellent fine motor control. I count improvement so that a child who might have poor penmanship compared to others could possibly win because s/he had improved enough over their previous attempts. That way really weak writers don't give up.
Teachers, please share a Christmas poem you like to use with your class.
A shout-out goes to my first blog visitor from Mexico today. Glad you came by for a test drive.
I love, love, love eggnog. The holiday season brings Braum's wonderful eggnog shakes. And it's also time to make Eggnog French Toast! Warning: I don't measure anything when I make it, so the following is a close estimate.
For a single serving beat one large egg until frothy. Stir in 1/4 cup eggnog, 1 teaspoon oil, 1/2 teaspoon vanilla, and a sprinkle of nutmeg and salt. Soak a slice of your bread of choice on each side. Brown each side in a skillet over medium-low heat. You should have enough batter to make at least one more slice. If you're generous, you can share.
Spread a pat of real butter around the hot bread until melted. Sprinkle with powdered sugar. If you prefer, you can serve it with maple syrup instead. Mmmmmmmmm
Today I've had my dad, Jack Edwards, on my mind. He would have been 97 years old today. A voracious reader and student of history, he was our family's own Google when I was growing up. I thought he knew the answer to everything. That reading influence rubbed off on all three of us kids, who all enjoy a good book.
He was a staff sergeant in the 8th Air Force during World War II. During one run, his plane was shot up and the pilot killed. He refused a Purple Heart because he felt his injuries were nothing compared to the pilot's sacrifice. I remember him telling about the delicious black bread he ate in Russia and how frustrated he was in France when he wanted to talk with some French men, but he didn't speak French.
Daddy was a terrific vegetable gardener. Each year he put in a huge vegetable garden from which Mom produced row upon row of canned goods. My sibs and I spent many an hour helping tend his gardens and helping prep the veggies Mom canned. All three of us enjoy gardening, but my brother is the only one of us to put out a really big vegetable garden.
He was a printer by trade, working in the composing room for the Tulsa Tribune. When I traveled out of state, I always brought back to him a copy of the local paper from where I had been. He loved to see how different newspapers were laid out. To this day I have the urge to buy a paper for him when I travel.
We lost Dad suddenly in 1985. He never got to meet his grandkids' spouses or see his two great-grandsons It took me a long time to get over his passing, but I still have a big hole in my heart. Miss you Daddy.
Amble over to Chalk One Up for the Teacher. Cyndie has some nice K-2 activities she's offering for free on her Monday and Tuesday post. I'm going to use the Christmas patterns as a writing extension in which they write a sentence to describe the pieces they selected to finish each pattern.