I knew Edie was recovering nicely from that flu bug this week when she emerged from her room with a craft project she's been making on the sly in her hand. She was inspired by the advent calender we just put on the nature table; we get one every year from Maplerose. They're so beautiful. Every day during advent the kids take turns opening up a window to see the new picture inside. We always like to practice our psychic skills and try to guess what the picture is going to be. It’s a little creepy (in the most Christian way possible) when one of us guesses right. It truly is the most magical time of the year.
Here we have the lovely Kale modelling the calender for us. Edie has gifted him the honor of opening all the windows to this one. And then she explains what the image is. The first one was a candle :)
Now we have an advent calendar making maniac on our hands. She just lovingly cranked one out yesterday for a little friend. What she does is she cuts out a door for each day and writes anumber on it (we just finished our first math block in which we went over the numbers) and then glues it onto a giant piece of paper, draws a drawing behind the door and then with a dab of glue, glues it shut. Not too much, just enough so it stays closed until it's magical day to open up again (very Anais Nin-ish, no?).
I’m just so impressed with her ingenuitiy and moxie. And it's a jaunty day when I can use the word moxie. And it’s pretty cool witnessing how the kids always seem to emerge from an illness a little tweaked in a way. Like the sickness had catapulted them to a new level. Or perhaps it was the sheer boredom of doing nothing for almost a week, or eating super clean for that time (staying away from wheat, dairy and anything that reminds her of the very loose tooth in her mouth, like rice). Regardless, I've noticed her demeanor has changed subtly the last couple of weeks; she's more resourceful with her crafting, a little more even keel emotionally, going to sleep more peacefully. Seven is truly a magical age to turn. I think she's ready for a puppy don't you? Second one down specifially has my name on it. Literally. (Craig would appreciate it if you tried to talk me out of this latest obsession of mine in the comments below)