by Sarah | Nov 20, 2013 | All About Family, All About Kennedy, All About Learning, All About Molly, All of Us, Blogging Life, Books, Clever Girls, Giveaway, Giveaway, Reviews
We LOVE reading in this house.
I mean really, REALLY love it.
The day I told the girls I had brand new books for them to read was a party and a half. They were so excited, and when we cracked open the books from the “Travels with Gannon & Wyatt” series it was all over.
I mean, it’s ANIMALS!
The girls immediately dove in and scanned for pictures first, because the pictures of the live animals (the alligator was a big hit for our little alligator), and they couldn’t wait to see every one of them.
Once they’d settled down we sat down to read.
The stories are told in journal form, with separate entries by both Gannon & Wyatt, which make for short “chapters” perfect for my ADD readers.
I also love that each of the entries start with a great learning opportunity (or 2). They list the location – with a longitude and latitude. Temperatures and weather listings are there too. These gave me and the girls some great chances to talk about what these things are, and find a map (~cough~ or a computer ~cough~) to look them all up. Of course, there’s all the animals, which my kids LOVE. Oh, and at the end, there’s a few pages with spots for journal entries. The girls are dying to take a trip to the zoo to use them!
Kennedy got to read first and eagerly dove in, and by the time she was home, she was dragging Molly over to join her.
Hearing Kennedy say words like “Botswana” and “Kalahari Dessert” at her young age, is so much fun. She’s having fun, she’s reading, and she’s learning.
Kennedy has taken a shining to the Botswana book. It has all the animals she loves. Elephants, alligators, rhinos and cheetah’s.
We love sitting down and devouring chapters as fast as she can.
I have a feeling these books are going to be long lasting around here, so much to read and learn, and the older they get, the more they’ll understand!
As you can see below, the girls HIGHLY recommend the books and want you to win a set of your own. (Look below the picture for how to win)
Gannon & Wyatt have a Facebook Page and a Twitter account you should really follow to keep up on their latest adventures!!
Giveaway Time!!
Entry is easy…
1. Leave a comment telling me what you love about these books and why you want them for your kid!! (required entry)
2. For an extra entry, tweet the following exactly (copy & paste should do it). ~optional extra entry
Travels with @GannonandWyatt, a review & a #Giveaway. Great books w/ learning opportunities! #GannonWyatt http://bit.ly/1ej1dZG @sadiecass
3. Pin this post using the giveaway picture & leave a comment with the link to the pin! ~optional extra entry
That’s it! The giveaway ends on 11/25 at 9AM. The winner will only have 24 hours to get back to me, as I must turn in your info by the 26th! There will be no second chances, as I have a deadline!
There is another giveaway over at my dear friend, Emily’s place if you want more chances to win, head on over there!
You should also know that Gannon & Wyatt are having a Kindle Fire Giveaway on their Facebook Page the month of November!! There’s still time to enter, so head on over!!
I was selected for this opportunity as a member of Clever Girls Collective and the content and opinions expressed here are all my own.
by Sarah | Nov 19, 2013 | All About Me, Story of Me
In remembrance…
Great-Gramma-B, Uncle Richard, Aunt Janet, Uncle Tom, Gramma
Grampa
You all left our lives at different times in different ways.
Each taking a piece of our hearts with you when you left.
But we’ve kept a part of you within ourselves.
Joy.
Love.
Kinship.
All within us, all carrying on.
Helping us move forward and grow.
Our spirits our bound, and always will be.
And yet, we still miss you.
Perhaps always will.
And at my worst times,
even when I didn’t know I needed it,
I’ve sense you there.
And I know you are okay.
by Sarah | Nov 18, 2013 | All About Home, All of Us
I moved into this house eleven years ago.
I started with a full set of silverware. Eight each of spoons, forks and knives (first on the right).
Within the first two years I was buying a new set. I liked them (second from the right), and I got new dishes and everything. I kept all of the old spoons from the first set – well, what was left, which was only 3. Where the other five went?
No clue.
Over the next six years two of the remaining three disappeared from the first set, and approximately four of the second set also ran away to regions unknown.
Keep in mind, I’m talking spoons. Not knives, not forks, not tablespoons – only teaspoons. That’s it. They just kept disappearing.
Finally, two years ago I got fed up and again bought new silverware (first on the left).
I have 3 spoons from that left. 1 from my first set. 1 from my second set.
I finally went to the dollar store and bough just straight teaspoons to give us some more.
We don’t have a dishwasher.
My kids don’t take them to school.
Erik doesn’t take them to work (he has his own silverware there).
The spoons just…
Disappear.
And I have no idea why.
Any ideas?
Spoon fairies?
Kleptomaniac gremlins?
by Sarah | Nov 17, 2013 | All About Molly
Let us live for the beauty of our own reality. ~Charles Lamb
Different.
Standing outside, wanting to get in.
Pure of heart.
Sharpest mind I’ve ever seen.
He alone is an acute observer, who can observe minutely without being observed. ~Johann Kaspar Lavater
Seeing the world differently.
Looking in gives unique perspective.
Knowing before she can express her knowledge.
Missing nothing.
Ignorance is bold and knowledge reserved. ~Thucydides
She doesn’t love on sight.
Affection is withheld.
Until you are in.
Known.
On her terms she lets you in.
And once she hugs you.
Holds you tight and kisses you.
Places her trust in her knowledge of you.
There is no better hug.
No fiercer love.
No brighter star.
by Sarah | Nov 16, 2013 | All About Kennedy, Anger Issues, Special Needs
*Side note – to date this is my absolute favorite picture of Kennedy. 😀
When you first meet Kennedy, and often for many meetings after, you see the sunshine.
We once pegged her as the ‘smilingist’ baby ever.
She has it all.
The eyes that melt your heart with their bigness, their brightness, their expressiveness.
The cheeks that run in the family – from birth until teens just adorable, chubby, and pinchable.
The silly grin. It lights up her face, or quirks just a bit to make you forget the anger and lean to laughter.
Don’t get me started on the baby-doll voice. Cupie doll, sweet and tiny.
No one can believe it.
Not unless they ever see it.
No one understands it.
The completely opposite.
Desperately different.
Achingly painful.
Underbelly of that sunshine.
When we mention the way she can burst your eardrums we get the “You’re kidding, right?” look.
When we mention the temper tantrum she threw – they think we’re being silly. We don’t know what a real tantrum is like, what real anger is like.
But they weren’t there to watch her slam her head into the corners of walls, into the hardwood floor, into our faces.
They aren’t here to see her intentionally dig at her nose until it bleeds so often she’s building scar tissue.
Some days I feel like people look at me like I’m making it all up.
Some days I wonder if maybe I’m overreacting to the anger.
That on top of everything else this one thing is unbelievable.
Because she is sunshine.
With every heart-wrenching smile – she is sunshine.
When I am at my angriest she can make me lose hold of it and smile.
But she gets angry.
Mind-numbingly, ear-splittingly, heart-wrenchingly angry.
Things are better these days.
A little.
At least she isn’t trying to break our noses on a regular basis.
But her teachers notice.
It’s out of line with “normal” temper tantrums.
And for this – for this I don’t know how to help her.
Everything else has a solution.
A therapy.
A doctor.
A…something.
This?
Most of the time, I don’t know how to handle this.
I let the flame burn out.
And wait for next time.
by Sarah | Nov 15, 2013 | All About Me, All of Us, Crap, NaBloPoMo, Random, Story of Me
Back at the start of NaBlo I spoke of a coon tale with a happy ending. I also foretold of a second story minus such an ending. Today I give you that story.
I was young, probably 6 or 7 when this happened.
Back in New York we had a place we called “The Farm”. It was my dad’s hunting lodge, acres of trees and a small plot of land with a two story run-down old farm house.
Often my dad and uncle would take us kids out and we’d climb trees, play in the woods, ignore the scurrying of mice when we slept in the attic.
My dad and uncle would make repairs as they went. The stairs one year, the roof another. We had a fancy outhouse (not designed for girls, modifications were necessary for me). No electricity, a wood stove. We played outdoors 95% of the time we were there. There was a beehive in the walls that buzzed, and everything was old and drafty and I loved every visit.
The year the roof was redone my dad was up working hard peeling off tiles and taking off rotting decking.
He peeled back a panel of decking and happened upon a coon’s nest. A momma and her five babies.
Keeping in mind at this time Rabid Racoons were a major issue at the time – and the momma was PISSED, my dad did what was necessary to defend himself.
He grabbed the nearest weapon, his hammer, and took care of momma. He would have moved the babies, but they were way too young to fend for themselves, and so he also took care of them.
For years we tormented my poor dad with this tale of bopping the baby coons on the head…
But it was necessary (unlike in the earlier story I told).
A sad tale, true…but also a fitting descriptor of survival of the fittest.
Because if dad hadn’t taken action…that momma coon sure would have.
We LOVE reading in this house.
