Smith Family: After School Activity

Thursday, June 10, 2010

After School Activity

Yesterday I picked Taron up from kindergarten and we hopped across the street for a stroll in the park... But this isn't your typical park...

There are no swings, no teeter totters...

No colorful plastic playgroound equipment...

No jungle gyms to climb on...

No water fountains to get a drink from...

Or sandbox to dig your fingers in... (fyi, this is froth from the falls, not snow!)

But there are park benches to rest on...

Which is a good thing, with all those stairs to climb...

And bridges to cross...

Until it's time to go home.

So...

What's across the street from YOUR school???

9 comments:

Fairy Godmother said...: That is MY kind of park! Soooo gorgeous. Nature's playground...what more could you ask for. And since you asked...a BUSY street is across from our school...well almost. We cannot compete with that!; June 10, 2010 at 2:56 PM
Fairy Godmother said...: PS -- can't believe you aren't out yet?!?; June 10, 2010 at 2:56 PM
Holli said...: beside my kids school is a corn field. Nothing that pretty exists here! So pretty, would love that!; June 10, 2010 at 3:47 PM
Debbie Hadley said...: I think you could turn that post into a childrens storybook. You are so creative. We do have a park across from our house, but it's nothing like that....beautiful!; June 11, 2010 at 9:59 AM
Sarah said...: That is absolutly gorgeous!!; June 11, 2010 at 11:35 AM
Grapefruit said...: Wow, you seriously live in a wonderland. I would be out there everyday having fairy parties and exploring. Absolutely gorgeous! I'm so jealous.

But when do you get out of school already! Summer is half over!!!; June 12, 2010 at 8:48 AM
J and A said...: Tischer Creek is definitely a gem right in the middle of town! A real outdoor experience hidden in an urban setting. I got to hike a section between the university and the kids' school once a week for almost two months taking Art Adventure presentations to their classes. It became one of the highlights of my week. Thanks for sharing. -Josh; June 13, 2010 at 9:27 PM
Blue Eyes said...: Now, that's what I call a REAL park! Such clever writing and fun photos, too. I'll bet you don't miss any of the plastic stuff there. Looks like Girls' camp at Brighton. How lucky you are! The best kind of exploring and fun!; June 14, 2010 at 12:41 AM
Blue Eyes said...: Now, that's what I call a REAL park! Such clever writing and fun photos, too. I'll bet you don't miss any of the plastic stuff there. Looks like Girls' camp at Brighton. How lucky you are! The best kind of exploring and fun!; June 14, 2010 at 12:42 AM

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The Mind of a Child...

When Solei was a toddler, she found some bark that was lying at the base of a tree and said in disgust, “Ooooooh! Tree poo-poo!”

When the girls were little, we were taking a walk with the dog who was bombarding Sierra with her friendly but slobbery kisses. Frustrated, our sweet little Sierra yelled out “NO KINA, I'M NOT YOUR ICE CREAM CONE!”

Telling Ella how to crawl, Caden explained “But I’m four, so I crawl standing up.”

I was sitting with Caden one day and I told him that the couch used to be a cow (it is leather), and I said (half jokingly) “did you know that cows turn into couches?” To which he replied, “No they don’t, they turn into pies!”

Watching the Tabernacle choir sing during conference, Solei (who was 8 yrs old at the time) said that they should sing “Do as I’m Doing” (with all the motions, I’m sure).

We put in an underground fence for the dog and Caden (age 5) saw us burying the wire. We then put up little white flags to mark where it was. A few days later he went outside and turned on the hose. When I saw him, I asked him to turn off the water. He looked at me questioningly and asked, “Until when? Until the fence grows?” He thought it needed watering!

Taron (2) looked at the varicose veins on grandmas legs and said, “owy... lightning!”

When Caden was 5, he would ask if he could go play with his friend in the morning, and I would sometimes reply, "No, it's too early". Well one day he finally asked me "can we not play on 'too early's? Can we play on 'one early'?"

Sierra told me one night that when she was little, she used to think the word “couch” came from the word “cow”, and that our couch had a cow inside (partially true since it is leather). She would try to sit down carefully so it would not run away. She thought the wood parts inside were it’s bones and the black pegs on the bottom were the feet.

Sometimes Taron (age 2) would find dog poop and say “Eew! Dog poop!” and then proceed to stomp on it as if it were a bug.

Caden (age 5) and I were talking about the sounds letters make and he asked if I knew what the sleepy letter was. I replied that I didn’t and he said, “It’s the Z... when you go to sleep then the Z’s come out of your head. And there’s a big round white thing too but it’s invisible. Maybe he had been reading too many comic books...

Sierra (age 8) made a Halloween card for her friend and wrote ENSTINE (meaning Einstein) on it, I thought it was an odd thing to put on a Halloween card so I asked if she knew who Einstein was and she said "Isn't he the guy who made Frankenstein?"

Caden (age 5) asked if it was a ghost who said the sacrament prayer because he couldn’t see anyone at the podium but he could hear the voice.

When Taron was 2 he would always respond to an “I love you” with “Much”.

Taron (3) woke up one morning, started to play and when I asked him if he wanted a pancake, he said, “Oh yeah, I was supposed to be hungry!”

Dad was singing “Jesus wants me for a sunbeam” and Taron said “Jesus likes sunbeans, they’re delicious!”

I was teaching Taron (5) how to read, and came upon the word "loose". I told him, "the two O's say "oo" and the E is silent. Slowly and deliberately, he sounded it out........"Loooosssilent".

Caden had been learning to tell time in school and was asking me about the big hand vs. the little hand on the clock. Apparently Taron was listening somewhat because he held up his right hand and asked "is this the big hand?"

Ella (4) came up to me with some of my reading glasses and said "Mom, when I put glasses on, I still don't know how to read!"

At a restaurant, Ella was impatiently waiting for her food and, looking for the waitress, she asked "when is the human coming back?"

One morning I said, "Ella, come look! There's a wild turkey in the backyard!"
Ella (excitedly): "Can we kill it?!?"
What kind of daughter am I raising???

Ella mistook another guy for Chris and was about to follow him to his car, but soon realized her mistake and said, "I was about to follow the 'not dad'".

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