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Crabby Road

I get overwhelmed occasionally by how isolated it is here in Smallville. It's a six hour round trip to a decent playground, the science museum or the zoo. Yesterday was one of those days. I clicked my heels together and wished us anywhere but here.

Apparently my sneakers are not magical.

So I did the next best thing because sanity was hanging by a very thin thread. We shoed up and went for a leisurely walk around the neighborhood to look for things to view under our new microscope.
Crabby Road
Faith is singing. Faith is always singing.


Claire holding Charlie's hand and a specimen bag.
She's collected a little more specimen than her bag will accomodate.

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Jennifer Sr. said…
I love the Crabby Road! Thanks so much for your comment on my blog.

Your profile pic is just gorgeous, btw.

Jennifer
August 30, 2008 at 8:26 PM
Mary@notbefore7 said…
Oh girl...how ironic that we are on each others blogs at the same time. Your appreciation of the playground and this post gives me a whole new appreciation for it.

Love the amount of specimen's Claire will have to look at!
August 30, 2008 at 10:46 PM
Anonymous said…
Hi Kate,

Looks like you guys had fun after all. Good luck making all of the slides! It's really neat taking a Q-tip and collecting pollen from different plants to view. We were surprised at what we saw.

sem
September 1, 2008 at 3:16 PM
God's girl said…
That looks like fun. Oh Smallville.

I love Charlie's shirt!
Much love,
Angela
September 3, 2008 at 9:10 AM
Unknown said…
As much as I love small town, I can totally relate with missing the convenience of city living. I loved the days when we were only 5 minutes from a Target. Let's also not forget the wonder that is pizza delivery. Definitely a thing of the past. :))
September 3, 2008 at 7:04 PM
You Can Call Me Jane said…
I so enjoy reading your posts- you and your kids are such amazing people!
September 5, 2008 at 8:53 AM
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