Monday, March 16, 2009

War & Peace

Guess what? I had most of a day to myself today! It was great! The house is relatively clean, the laundry is mostly done and Ian went to school and the was home from 11:30 'till 1:00, but then went to a friend's house for a couple of hours of playtime. So I decided to make a cake. I really owed one to Heather since she made my mom an apron and refused to take any money for it. So I decided to make a book. But since the "book" was so huge I had to make it a big book. I suppose I could have made it "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire", but that was way more words than I was willing to write. As you can see, I still need lots of practice with me writing. But it was a lot of fun to make.

This part is my pages. I tried to make it look like books where the pages are all different sizes. I think my coloring is a little too dark, but it doesn't look too bad.

So, Heather, I hope it at least tasted good!

(Edit 3/17/09: So last night I was laying in bed and just before I fell asleep I realized that if you opened this "book" it would have been backwards! I've GOT to pay more attention!)

Friday, March 6, 2009

Look out! There goes Spiderman!

Spiderman, Spiderman,
Does whatever a spider can.
Spins a web, any size.
Catches thieves- just like flies.
Look out! Here comes the Spiderman.

Is he strong? Listen, bud.
He's got radioactive blood.
Can he swing, from a thread?
Take a look overhead.
Hey, there! There goes the Spiderman!

In the chill of night, at the scene of a crime,
like a streak of light,
he arrives, just in time!

Spiderman, Spiderman,
friendly neighborhood Spiderman.
Wealth and fame? He's ignored.
Action is his reward.
Look out! There goes the Spiderman!

To him,
life is a great big bang-up.
Wherever there's a hang-up,
you'll find the Spiderman!

So, the best thing about having kids is you never have to really grow up. I don't think I ever had my face painted as a kid. Not from any real reason other than the opportunity never presented itself. But look! I get to live vicariously through my son. (I tried convincing the lady Ian REALLY wanted butterflies, you can see how well that went.) The make-up itself did not last long as Ian doesn't like calling attention to himself. Actually, sounds like most superheroes. Also he was afraid he scared Miss Becci! Ah, but now I have the "superhero evidence" forever! Isn't he adorable?