Lone Indian

Good Morning, the snow arrived shortly after the Mr. got home from the gym.  When all was said and done we had about 4 inches of fluffy, pristine snow on the ground.  Hurray!  The temperature remained below 20 degrees and the wind chill made it feel more like the Arctic than Colorado. Just in time for Christmas.  It is still extremely cold, 12 degrees…the news says 2degrees with the wind chill.  It should warm up into the high 30’s by this afternoon.

I went to school at 9:30 to volunteer for Colonial Day.  I was in charge of George Washington’s “Hoe Bread”….(no jokes necessary).  Basically, the bread was made from cornmeal, salt and boiling water.  The water was boiled over an open fire in order to sterilize it.  Once the batter was made the settlers heated up the end of a tilling hoe and cooked the cakes. We used an electric skillet…no open fires at school.

The kids made butter out of whipping cream.  The cream was poured into small jars and then the kids shook the jars until the cream turned to butter.  Our guy created the first “Perfect” pat of butter…of course.  Actually, his butter turned into a round ball of butter.  The volunteer running that station took a picture of his fabulous butter and him.  They also made calling cards with actual quills and ink from wells, candles, a child’s toy, yarn, silhouettes, and much much more.

All of the kids were dressed as pilgrims with the exception of our guy.  I had asked him if he wanted to dress as one of the many, or one of the only? He replied…”One of the only”. I had the clothes to do either.  However, the indian was by far going to be the most elaborate.  One of his friends came up with the nick name “Red Feather”….not sure why because I used pheasant feathers.  Our guy was very proud of his costume and sweetly thankful to me for helping him with it.

The oldest’s 4th grade teacher had a special day planned for the class she had last year for the hard work the kids put into the CSAP tests of last year.  She gave individual awards to the kids… they came up to her stage to receive the award, congratulations and a big hug from Mrs. Ramirez.  After the ceremony she had beautiful cupcakes for them.  Mrs. Ramirez is one amazing educator!

The youngest went with a few friends to Jump Street after school(trampolines, zip  lines and foam pits).  He made it home just in time to go over to Uncle T.’s for Uncle T’s birthday celebration.  Family from Hawaii made it to Colorado safely.  I’m so glad we have this beautiful snow on the ground.  It would be unfortunate to arrive in the Rocky Mountains and see bare ground…especially after leaving the tropics for the visit.

Here is the Mr.  I have to start my morning.  I attached a photo of our “Lone Indian”.

That’s about it, nothing from me as we need to get moving, so time to go. One last thing, check out this interesting fact,

In the 67 year period from 1920 through 1987 before Prozac was introduced, the U.S. experienced 5 mass murder incidents that resulted in the deaths of 87 people. In the 26 years since Prozac was introduced, the U.S. experienced 50 mass murder incidents resulting in the deaths of 499 people. Clearly guns are the problem because no one in the U.S. owned any guns prior to 1987. (sarcasm mode off). Wonder how much just throwing meds at people contributes to the problems of society. Wouldn’t it be better to actually treat these people?