Journal's

We started journals this week.

I can't help but post these,

they truly warm my heart.

the zig zag in the center of their bodies, is their stomachs.

This child understand the digestive system.

This is my only girl, with her dog.

Kinda reminds me of cloths pins.

This child is new to our school.

Long story, but he is new to school at 7 years old.

I asked what were the names of his cats,

he said he didn't have any cats. 

I haven't met his family, maybe they look like cats.

Love these happy faces.

We will do the writing next.  

It's always sweet to hear how much they love their families.

My Summer Family History

Family History......

I have really been trying to do something on my family history.

The truth is, there is a lot done already.

But I have been making  baby steps to try and do something productive.

This summer, I decided I would try and post the pictures that I had on familysearch.org.

As it turned out, we had some computer issues, which lead to putting it off.

It didn't really take much to side track me.

As the summer rolled along and I was still procrastinating  

I came to a conclusion.

I decided that instead of worrying about my family history, 

I needed to acknowledge my family history.

Please meet my mothers Aunt Doris, and her mother.

I am sure my quilting gene came directly from them.

I had been thinking of Aunt Doris since last summer,

when we drove past a sign in Wyoming posting the name of the town she had lived in her adult life.

She loved to quilt and give them away.

She sent me a graduation quilt, and also quilts for my babies.

Her mother, also loved to quilt.

So I can blame them for my quilting  obsession.  

For the record, I did post my pictures.

I am looking forward to spending some time with my mother,

and stealing getting some more pictures to post.

Not to mention, some more information about these people,

who are my family.

Serenity

We had a big rain in August and this poor flower suffered to near death.

I just couldn't give up on it, even though it was flowerless, and turning brown.

So I transplanted it and put the rock in with it.

It is a lucky rock, every flower I put it in with, thrives.

So last week it was brown, this week with a little serenity,

it blooms.

I think it's a life lesson.

End of a Season

I had a wonderful end of summer.

I picked blackberries and made jam.

Scott wanted to go to Redfish Lake.

I told him, 'if you come home, we'll drive up.'

He came home.

We drove up on a beautiful day.

I can't tell you how much I love my weeds.

I love looking out he window and seeing the pop of yellow.

Then I went back to school and found all my students.

My new knee was awesome!.

We should have a great year. 

We start journals this week.

I love my students.

Hope you wrap up your summer with a touch of joy.