One afternoon this week, the girls and I hung out with the book Owl Moon by Jane Yolen. This seems like a good book to read in the winter, but I also picked it because last week Hadley spotted a hawk outside our condo and was quite intrigued. She was very disappointed when the bird flew away and kept calling for it to come back.
This book was a little difficult for Harper to concentrate on. At one point she did this and said, "It's time to color Diego, Mama."
They weren't super interested, but that's OK. Maybe next time. What they did like was the next activity. We went owling.
We turned off the lights in our place and did our best owl calling.
That doesn't sound so poetic, thought.
The blessings of ends and beginnings
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