Here is a story that Isaiah wrote based on a leaf falling off of a tree:
When I fell off, the positive things I felt were: courageous, being a leader, and growing up. I felt very courageous when I left the tree and started falling. I felt like I've escaped from prison or something like that. But I also felt scared, or frightened. I felt like I wasn't wanted in the group.
When the wind first turned me loose, I thought I would be killed. You see, this is what happened. First, I was sound asleep. Then, I woke up when I heard a crackle of thunder. I was about to go back to sleep, when a giant gust of wind hurled me off the tree. I plunged towards the grass below.
I was plunging towards the ground. Suddenly, another gust of air took me into a cave. It was so dark, I couldn't see anything. I felt like somebody was playing catch with me. Suddenly, another gush of air pushed me through more darkness.
Air was whooshing past me on every side. I kept on smashing into walls. It hurt really bad since it was solid rock. I kept spinning in circles and bringing down fragile stalactites. Suddenly, everything stopped and gravity sucked me down to the surface.
I landed on something very soft. I landed very lightly, and felt very weird. I felt I used to be strong and powerful. Then I was tiny and fragile. So, I just laid down and took a rest.
I had no more friends. I would never see my family again. Suddenly, I heard a soft sound beside me. It was my best friend! Oh, what a joy this was! This was the time of my life.
Grandma let the kids make their own personal pudding pies. They had such a great time making the pudding and pressing out the crust. These were their prized possessions all day and for days afterward. It was a great idea to get the kids involved.
I always like to have the kids dress up for Thanksgiving. We have been reading a book about the Pilgrims this month as a family. The book had lots of pictures and it was fun "reenacting" the first Thanksgiving with them. I don't think anyone else was really all that excited about making the costumes. I put Nate in charge of making them while I was helping prepare food and he delegated it to his brothers. They were complaining the whole time. That's Nate for you -- the master delegator. Ella didn't keep her hat on for long, but she looked so sweet with it on.
Here is our little Pilgrim boy. He was enjoying his candy/nut cup before the feast began.
Here is our Indian and our little Pilgrim girl. We had the best food at Thanksgiving this year. Everyone brought such creative things to share and it was all so delicious. We ended the night going up to Grandma and Grandpa Clawson's for pie. It is so fun having both of our families live 10 minutes away from each other because it allows us to spend time with both of them more often. We have so many blessings to be thankful for this year and it was a great day to ponder all of them.
