The odd things we hear in this house

“There is something very Pacific…” Prairie

“…You’re being a skomach!” Rachel(not a typo)

“… something about taking a doctor’s pulse and then sniffing it?” Rachel

“Now you know what it’s like to be besqozen!” Sidney

“Yes, but I don’t dig my wrists like eeee!” Rachel

“Did you just compare my fish burp to Gwyneth Paltrow?” Sidney

“They’re bootless boot verbs.” Lincoln

“Just think nature, Prairie.” Rachel

“I love the smell of toasted Calvinist.” Sidney

“Awww, she’s so sweet when she’s not trying to bite me!” Rachel

“Twilight was screaming for Daffodil, who was having trouble with Will and his oranges.” Rachel

“…so I wrapped it in elephants!” Lincoln

Prairie Mandolyn, published author

Prairie wrote a book, spent her whole summer revising the book, “hired” an editor (her mama), and is now a published author.

The Lost Diamond is an adventure book aimed at readers 6 to 12 year olds, though at 46 yo, I laughed until I cried in places.  Some parts are just best read aloud.  Prairie is already talking about writing the sequel, but that may have to wait until next summer.  Book writing is a lot of work!  She earns a whopping $1.02 from every book sold.  Fortunately, she still lives at home with her parents while she accumulates her writing fortune.

 

Amazing Grace with the choir

Prairie plays her violin and Lincoln, his cello with the choir at Grace Episcopal Church.  This challenge was presented to the kids by our wise choir director who somehow manages to cajole people into extending themselves to do things they’ve never done before.  For Prairie, that involved a lot of note reading and coordinating her music with a cello, piano and choir.  For Lincoln, it meant composing a cello part where none existed.  Kudos to Nancy for her vision and her way with people.

 

Carry on

We are learning to do this with monsters named Cancer and Genetic Mutation hovering in the background.

Their monstrosity shrinks and they lose power when we play together.

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Or engage in contemplative thoughts, like “Can I really suction my face into a drinking glass?”

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Or start a project like CLEAN OUT DAD’s WORKSHOP.

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And achieve success by clearing one corner to work

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A fluffy puppy soothes and calms

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And stands guard while we sleep

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At his insistence, Sidney kept half his thyroid.  The half the doctors took out shows no cancer.  Rachel’s thyroid biopsy is free and clear.

We are thankful for so much.

A 2-minute clip

from Prairie’s Violin Recital.

Sid suggested that I make a highlight clip from Prairie’s half hour recital for those rare people who don’t have the time or inclination to listen to a 30 minute recital.

So, we highlighted Devil’s Dream, not because it is her best song. It is not.  Not because she plays it flawlessly.  She doesn’t.  But because it is fun, makes us happy and because we can see our shy girl is breaking out and shining her quirky, fun personality in her own quiet way, even when she is scared.  Play on, brave girl.

Prairie’s Violin Recital

My girl, my heart — Prairie has battled anxiety, which included but was not limited to, performance.

She determined to celebrate completion of her Suzuki Violin book 2 with a private recital.  She had definite ideas how she wanted this to unfold and planned every detail.  She chose the location — the historic Chapel of Rest in Happy Valley, North Carolina.  She chose her songs, designed and created multi-page programs, including biographies for herself and her brother.  She gave explicit instructions to her accompanist, brother Lincoln, and he good-naturedly bent to her every wish.  Finally, Prairie even made cookies for the reception afterward.

The acoustics in the Chapel of Rest are awesome though the microphone on my phone recording is less than perfect.  However, Prairie’s personality shines over all that.