drums & cymbals

I tell both of my sisters which drum to hit.  At the beginning, usually I tell them to hit the base drum.  For Marilla the base drum is the round, empty container to her right.  For me and Keturah, it is the square, clear boxes.  My base drum is at my left.  Keturah's base drum is in the middle.

The big mess in the middle of the floor is our drums.  For me, I have twenty drums.   For Marilla, she has nine drums.  For Keturah she has ten drums.  The drums are kitchen toys.  We have metal ones, plastic ones, pots and pans, plates and bowls, and we use for sticks the long gray K'nex.

At the end of the blog post (the bottom of it) is a video!

The end.

Remember, kids' noses don't come off . . . Moyer

thistle & peach post

The green thingies that Nan-nan is holding I think are peaches.  They looked like peaches on the inside.  Because my friend named Benjamin stomped on one and Hudson and Sam said that that was a sign of a peach.

The purple flowers that Keturah was holding are called thistles.  Once, I pressed thistles and dandelions.  The dandelions, they started to change to the fluffy stuff that you blow off the flower.  The thistles were a little flat.

Remember, kids' noses don't come off . . . Moyer

car ship

A car ship is something that carries cars and people on the sea.  I made my car ship out of blocks, and our toy cars I put on it.

Now I'm going to tell you about the details of it.  The sails are triangle blocks on top of the door things that are luggage.  The sails are these things that are on the side too, and they look like big triangles.  They are two triangles put together.

Some of the luggage has these triangle things that go down at the edges.

Some of the cars that we put on the ship were race cars.  One of those race cars was a big race car.  Me and my sister, Keturah, put them on with our hands.  The big race car we pretended it was 'the King,' and one of the race cars was also another 'King' that wasn't the big race car.  It was in the movie called "Lightning McQueen."  One of the cars on the ship we pretended it was Lightning McQueen.

Remember, kids' noses don't come off . . . Moyer

my recipe

This morning the activity was:

My mom let us CO-OO-OK!  With real ingredients to make PLAY FOO-OOD!

The first ingredient was salt.  I shook it into my mixing bowl from the salt shaker. Next was the millet.  And then, we put a little bit of oatmeal.  And then some buckwheat, and then some water.  And then some guavas, and then some ginger.  And then some more millet.  And then some oatmeal again.  And then some dried guava.  I used all of my dried guavas.  I mixed them with a whisk.  It got pretty thick, and my whisk started to get lots of the ingredients in it so I had to hit it on the bowl.

I asked Keturah for some dough.  Then she let me have the rest, and I scraped it with my spoon, and I started mix-mixing, and then I put some ginger powder in it--a lot.  Then it got really brown--browner than Keturah's.  Browner than she made hers.

That is Keturah's bowl.  She's making it into brown milk using ginger powder.  I wanted to include one of Keturah's pictures just for fun.

Remember, kids' noses don't come off . . . Moyer

american chopper

I sometimes play with a tool, and I sometimes bring it outside. The tool has a wooden handle, and it has a curvy thing on the front, and it used to have the point thing, but it fell off.

It's called a battle ax.

And what I do with it, is I put wood down, and then I swing it onto the wood.  I get the sticks from all over places in our apartment complex.  I think it's kind of funny when I look for the sticks because I sometimes look for sticks in random places.  I found very long sticks close to our apartment, outside of the pool that used to have water in it.

I like playing with my ax. I think it's fun.  I learn lots of things.  I learn not to put my fingers near it because then I might get really hurt.  Today I hit myself on my fingers with the ax, and it felt like my finger fell off!  It's not metal; it's a wooden blade.  It's not that sharp or too sharp to cut off my finger.

Remember, kids' noses don't come off . . . Moyer