Their royal highnesses

 I have been inspired by another mom to pick a letter of the week and try to find ways to incorporate it into our daily activities.  So this week, I picked K in honor of Kipster. 

Today we read the story of Daniel and talked about kings.....and then made crowns.  The kids had a blast!  Gus actually participated in an art project (something that's pretty rare around here) and Kip decorated her own (and much of her hands and face in the process).

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Aren't they precious??

So far we've learned about Koala bears, colored some K letter sheets, listened to the Kookaburra song and eaten ketchup.

I'm having a blast planning all these things to do!  Tomorrow we're going to look at pictures of Korea (where Scott was born) and buy some kiwi fruits.

"The Ants" by Gus

The ants go marching two by two.  Hoorah.  Hoorah.
The ants go marching two by two.  Hoorah.  Hoorah.
The ants go marching two by two and then they go and buy some pizza
and then...they...all...feel better.

Lunchtime Fun

This morning on the way home from errands, Gus asked if we could have lunch at Taco Bell.  I immediately said no, but then thought I should at least try to make things fun for the poor, disappointed kid.  So, today we had lunch at "pretend Taco Bell."

 I took their orders in the car: cheesy rollups with a drink.  Easy, peasy Japonesy.   I got rewarded with a "Thank you, Taco Beller!" which is apparently what you call someone who works at Taco Bell.  I was also told that I should work at Taco Bell (when Scott is home from work, of course) so I guess the food was pretty good!

Berries

 Our kids are rocking mulberry season this year!

 They spend A LOT of time outside collecting the ripe ones that fall from our tree, and they are both literally purple from head to toe when they come inside.

 Laundry has been interesting lately, to say the least.

P.S.  I discovered why these berries have absolutely no commercial value: those little green stems you see in this picture do not come off.  So you either have to eat them (which my kids do) or cut each and every one off (which I'm not willing to do).

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