Sometimes the Library Gods smile.

We had been doing a garden unit for two weeks and had read every garden book I could find, so I figured I’d grab something that looked fun for the last Friday and give the little guys some eye candy. They love anything with monsters in it, so I snagged Frog Belly Rat Bone by Timothy Basil Ering




It’s about a boy who lives in a dreary concrete world and wishes to find a treasure more than anything.



When he finds a treasure, he had to create a monster to protect it and names it Frog Belly Rat Bone.








I won’t ruin the ending, but it turns out that this was a gardening book after all. Just an especially cool one. They kids loved it so much I let them make some monsters of their own. I let them use the scrap box and glue sticks. They had to tear the shapes without scissors, so no fuss, no muss, and no whining that it was too hard. I think they came out pretty well. (also note the paper plate fish...)

Fangirling

I'm still jonesing for a movie, but this helps.



Mmm. That's better.

Nightmare Fuel.

Seriously. Wait til daylight to watch this.



Wish I had.

Definitely to Bee.

Because not to bee is no longer an option.



I've thought of like 15 bee puns since I started typing this and I've decided to spare you. Just look how cute all the little stripey bees are and try not to laugh at the thought of how terrified these poor little arctic children would be if they ever were to see a real one.



We made bees, butterflies, and paper plate fish last week. Because it's spring. Sort of.

An Actual Conversation

I was arrested by masked vigilantes yesterday. I didn't remember until I checked the camera.



See?

I was just standing there, minding my own business, when my arms were grabbed and pulled behind my back.

Them: You're under arrest!

Me: Hey! You got nothing on me!

Them: You're going to jail!

Me: What'd I do?

Them: You beat a nun!

Me: I... whuh?

Them: And now you'll go to jail forever!

Me: Wait... a nun? What nun? Where...?

Them: *maniacal laughter*

Me: I'm not making masks for you guys anymore.

Them: Ok, you can go.

How four year olds got it in their heads to apprehend nun-assailants I do not know. All I know is it was hilarious. Nice to see they have their priorities in line too.

Bigger Than Life

I’m jonesing for a movie so bad.

I made it all the way through March without jumping ship for a movie, but I want one. The whole movie experience is such a cool one, and I haven’t been out of Barrow since Christmas! (I saw Avatar and Princess and the Frog then) And it doesn’t help that all that’s on TV are movie trailers!

Just tonight I want to see:

The Losers

How to Train Your Dragon

Clash of the Titans

Alice in Wonderland

Shutter Island

Repo Men

There may be more, but I have to get to work. Swoon and pine!

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Argh.

Augh. The woe of the plague-ridden. I had been doing so well not getting a cold, but this one was crafty and waited until I was asleep. You know how they say you eat spiders in your sleep? I must’ve gotten one that was a plague bug in disguise. It wasn’t there at midnight, but was in full swing by 8 am. Urgh. There are things happening in my sinuses that I have never known before.

I’ve blown the outside of my poor nose too raw to hold tissue to before, but this time, the inside of my nose just hurts all the way to my eyeballs every time I so much as sniffle. Is not good! But I only have two more conferences before I can go home. Too bad they’re an hour apart. Nnnngh.

All right, enough weird noises out of me. Here, fresh from the lurid imaginations of sweet children, creatures of their own design. I made the clay a little too wet, but they did all right with it.





Sea and circus life forms abound, and a few snowmen too, to be painted as soon as they dry.