Sunday, March 1, 2026

Snapshots: Subbing and Sheep

I subbed at school last week, so this was the first time I worked in the new building.


Same kids, new playground.

There is also a lot of new furniture in the new building. I particularly like these chairs.


Very stable.

The little kids always wanted to use those wobbly stool things, which I hated. I guess the idea was that it would allow them to fidget while still paying attention, but really it was just distracting and they fell off of them all the time. There are no wobbly stools in the classrooms anymore, thank goodness.

Poppy had these reading fluency articles that she brought home every week as part of her homework. She reads at a very high level, so she doesn't have to bring them home anymore, but this was the last one she brought home.


I feel like this is targeted at me. (I love sugar. It does not love me.)

This photo of A. with the ram during shearing is so funny to me.


It looks like they're having a bonding moment, but really he's just keeping it in a headlock until the shearer got to it.

I am always amused to see how my living room candles burn down, because they never burn evenly.


This one for some reason reminded me of the crown on the witch in Sleeping Beauty. Or the witch's castles we used to make by dripping wet sand on the beach. Something witchy, anyway.

I had to take a trip to town on Friday morning, and Poppy wanted to come with me. She brought an apple and her book and was happy as could be riding shotgun.


Feet on the dash, apple in hand. Life is good.

Her book, incidentally, was The Saturdays, which is the first in a series called The Melendy Quartet. They're about the kids in the Melendy family, written in the '40s or '50s by Elizabeth Enright, and they are great. She loves them, and her brothers and I enjoyed them, too.

There you have it! My life, snapshotted.

2 comments:

mbmom11 said...

I loved the Saturdays when I was younger- I always wanted to be Randy. It's nice how some books stay around even after all these years.

Anonymous said...

The ram clearly considered it to be a moment of tenderness!!