Tuesday, December 27, 2016
I received this audio book on cd, to review! I was so stoked because my kiddos love Junie B, although if we're being honest, I find her insufferable and barely tolerable. Anyways, my 6 year old was the first to pop this in and listen. The narrator does a good job with the voices, but uses a pretty annoying slow one for Junie B. Hearing an adult try to talk like a bratty child, is...painful. Even my children were a little bit annoyed by it. After a bit you start to find the rhythm and cadence and can go along with it. The story is cute, the CD skipped quite bit, despite being brand new.
Overall, its a cute story and definitely nice to have for long car rides. Not the best narration, and not the best quality. Wasn't very impressed.
I love the concept, and my 6 year old was able to get very into it and didn't lose her focus, however, my 9 and 10 year olds got bored after a bit and couldn't get past the weird voices and the frequent skipping.
Wednesday, December 7, 2016
Livvy is living and working in Boston with nothing but her abandonment issues and a married boyfriend to keep her warm at night until she accidentally torches the posh club where she works with an errant baked Alaska. As she always does when the going gets tough, she runs -- this time, to her best friend Hannah's home in Guthrie, a pastorally perfect Vermont town. One thing leads to another, and soon this big-city baker finds herself making desserts at the quaint Sugar Maple B&B, whose crotchety owner, Margaret, is hell-bent on reclaiming the blue ribbon at the annual apple pie contest that her archenemy wrested from her the year before. Livvy also begins to connect with a neighboring couple and with their prodigal son Martin, who's come home to say goodbye to his dying father but, like Livvy herself, won't make any promises to anyone beyond that. Over the course of a year Livvy learns to open up and put down roots for the first time in her life, and her journey is never anything less than believable. I loved all the characters, especially prickly, funny, warmhearted Livvy, and the ending packed a few surprises yet also felt truly earned, a tricky combination to nail.
Louise Miller renders the Vermont landscape in all seasons beautifully, and between its shimmering descriptions of Guthrie's humble barns and fields and of Livvy's mouthwatering desserts, the book reads like a New England version of A Year in Provence -- it takes you somewhere magical and makes you wish you could stay there forever. This is a delightful read!
Tuesday, August 25, 2015
Tuesday, July 15, 2014
The church.. It's a sea of shipwrecks and broken boards. tattered souls, little pieces of gypsy cloth all sewn together in a patchwork quilt; a beautiful wonderful mess and all that pieces it together is the golden thread that is Jesus. At least that's how it should be. We are not all one in the same we are ebbs and flows we are highs and we are terrible lows we are outsiders and insiders we are a kaleidoscope of stories whose single thread is Jesus Christ. I do not look like you, you do not look like me we are different.. our eyes don't see the same things our hearts don't feel the same things.. our minds don't think the same things,we are different. But He binds us together so that I can see you and you can see me and we can love each other
Monday, June 4, 2012
You don't raise heroes, you raise sons. And if you treat them like sons, they'll turn out to be heroes, even if it's just in your own eyes. ~Walter M. Schirra, Sr.
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
If you read this blog then you know little Emry Adysson is quite the practical thinker. No outside thinking for this one.
A few days ago we were driving around town and Emry was staring out the window deep in thought..finally she asked a question and the most hilarious conversation ensued.
Em: "Mom, do squirrels poop?"
Me: "Um, yes"
Em: "Does everything poop?"
Em: "Do flowers poop?"
Me: "uh no, plants don't poop silly"
Em: "Then what poops?"
Me: "uh...everything that moves"
Em: "Does our van poop?"
(okay, i'm like really laughing by now, this girl!)
Me: "nope, good point, our van does not poop."
Em: "So what poops mom?"
Me: "You tell me Em..."
Em: "EVERYTHING WITH A BUTT MOM!"
(she said this with that total DUH! voice that only children can do)
I mean seriously, it was a battle of wits and I lost...to a four year old. It killed me. Pardon the excessive use of the word poop, we don't really believe in good manners around here. heehee!
Saturday, March 10, 2012
We ate and it was loud and busy and so warm and just...I don't know, perfect. Then we finished with a homemade tres leches (once again, this recipe is a bit time consuming but absolutely to die for)
I will post pics of the amazing birthday present John made for her as soon as it gets a bit sunnier here. It will knock your socks off...I was pretty darn impressed.
I threw in a few more tribute videos for the little Reaganizer as I so fondly call her. The first is a video we sent John while he was at work, she was being so sweet...I love when she sings "As the deer"....she says "you alone are me hearts..." my little worshipping pirate.
the next one was taken this morning at breakfast. Reagan is obsessed with Annie. As in the musical. She saw it at church in nursery and now sings the Sandy song (dumb dog! why are you so alone dog!) etc, but the best part? when she mimicks a scene where the evil Mrs. Hannigan is putting the moves on a police officer and a little orphan girl mocks her with " kissy kissy kissy" inciting Mrs. Hannigan to scream shut up!
Reagan does it verbatim. And although its not ideal to have a two year old yell shut up...its pretty stinking hilarious.
Here you have it!