Because of Covid there was no recital for my kids to show their amazing piano skills to the world. But a virtual week was planned, and since it was not live ALL of my piano students were interested in participating, and didn't need the usual coercion.
We were allowed to be creative! With no limits. So fun! Evelyn drew. Jennifer wrote. Melanie composed.
Daniel performed in style.
Matthew added some mystery. He had a firefly light flash during his piece, which was called Firefly. Fun!
Daniel cutting a piece of wood for his little sister. Such a gentleman. I don't think he knew it, but it was for his birthday present later. 😆
We scored two free hay bales. They fell off a truck into the ditch. Even my neighbor texted cheap me, suggesting I might want them. :D
Yay, room is freed up in the garage! Philip can park his car there. Which will be handy for Sunday. And maybe eventually one day for when he goes back to work at the office.
First snowfall!!!
Ok, I regret knocking on the door. She can get back to playing and I will get back to work. I don't want to know what her and Jennifer are up to!
Candle making craft experiment.
The conclusion is that egg cartons a not ideal molds. What a pain to try get the wax loose!
Nathan working on the gocart. Proof that it isn't getting put together by itself! I've contributed as well, if driving to Princess Auto counts as helping! I did it many times!
Chemists at work.
They are usually a good team.
Philip's 2020 office. I really wonder how he managed at work when he didn't have his own desk anymore,but had transitional work spaces. How did he manage without all his piles? And why can't he try to manage without piles at home?!??
Sorting through pressed flowers that will be used to design a card for a special senior in lockdown.
Someone snitched my phone and snapped a shot of me starting to mend Jennifer's snowpants. I never got more than halfway. We found another pair in the closet instead and she forgot to nag me. And it just sort of disappeared.
1 comment:
Haha, this brought a couple of chuckles. ....Philip must be my son. I can't manage to live without piles of stuff either. It drives me crazy at times but I am helpless to fix the problem.
I had a mending pile, too, when the boys were still at home. Unfortunately by the time I got around to mending them the clothes didn't fit anymore so I was forced to get rid of them. Such a shame. ;)
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