Grandsitting March Madness Day 5

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Well, the last day of our week ended with a bit of a bang. It started at 7:00, with Wild Kratts!

Breakfast

Isabelle poured up her orange juice, which looked green in the jar. "First we stir it to dissolve it all." Then she pours right to the top: "I'm being very exact." It was a fitting St. Patrick's Day drink!
I'm adopted, but her paternal great-great-grandmother and great-great-grandfather were born in Ireland, one in county Mayo.


9:15 Time for a quick read. Isabelle, in grade 1, is a voracious reader, just like her big sister. She read a few pages of Harry Potter to me. I love how they change as they grow! She loves the Hannukah book, and read Mulberry Street to herself. She likes grampa's cartoon books, too. The Big 5-0.

Crafts

While Jos did homework, Isabelle rebuilt one of her airplanes. She added to the wings. Explaining, "I'm going to do an experiment. I'll add these, and see how far it goes with the added wings, compared to the one with regular wings! I'll test it one more time."

She marked the distance traveled with clothes pins. "So, I think this way is the better way!"

She's a great scientist!
Her airport hangar that she, Jos and I built yesterday, is the place where she stored the DVD clicker!

10:45 a.m. Packed, dressed, hair brushed, our work is done: movie time! Ever After: A Cinderella Story, a different take on Cinderella, with Angelica Huston. That was deemed boring. We switched to BRAVE! It was fun, even though I'd only taped part of it!

Then, a break for lunch! Veggies and then, they made their own sandwiches.


Daisy is exhausted, although she found time to chase her tail on the railing, much to Grampa's chagrin. She slipped, and nearly went over.


After lunch, Grampa had been shopping, again. "Close Eyes!" with the Irish Viking! Daisy was interested. There was something for Momma and Papa, too!


After the movie, outdoors they went. "You insisted," they said! No coats. I know. It was warm in the shelter of the southward-facing deck.


I talked them into sweaters, and they both ran back to the house for mittens, sigh. A snowball fight ensued. Thankfully, I used to play softball!

As Jos and I were hanging out on the bench, Isabelle swung around us, going down the hill into the forest, and snuck back behind us to fire a snowball. The planning and patience amazes me! She circled around, almost 360˚, to get us!  I knew she was coming, but didn't expect her from Oliver's Lot.

Outdoor play from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.

Down to the frozen frog pond, again. They went deep into the forest.

The Afternoon Ended With a Bang

Eventually, at 2:00 we thought we'd go back, Izzy was already up the hill. I had a tragic slip on the ice, and fell on my knee. I hobbled up to the house. A bit of a change of plans: we were going to meet with their parents in Stittsville. Instead, Grampa drove them into the city, while I stayed at home, rested, and iced my knee.
March Break is over!