RubyThis is a better picture of Ruby, the tarantula. Whenever I try to take her picture, she puts all of her legs in front of her face, as if she really is shy. It's kindof cute, but hopefully she will open up, so I can get a picture where you can see her better. This must be a defensive position, but I am not sure. Roxanne looks better than Ruby in this picture. Roxanne always whispers if Ruby is out of her cage.

Welcome Ruby!

These are some pictures of the newest member of our family. Her name is Ruby and she is a Chilean rose hair tarantula. Rocket and I picked her out at Petco on Friday. So far, she has been pretty shy, but sweet anyways. I hope I cna get some better pictures of her later- she was still a little weary of the camera.
This is a picture of the cricket that is fearing for its life. Ruby is behind it, trying to decide if she is hungry enough to eat the cricket. I think she did last night. The crickets have been nice to have around too, because they provide some lovely music for our home.

Colorado Clouds

Since I've been living back in Colorado, I've remembered one of the things I loved best about this place- the clouds. The clouds here seem to be more dramatic and interesting than the clouds anywhere else. They are different everyday. I saw these clouds after coming out of Walgreens on Wednesday (and I happened to have my camera with me):

Paper Mache Masks



This last week, I taught my family a hands-on lesson about the process of paper mache sculpting. It was a messy lesson, but nontheless, an invaluable lesson that everyone should learn sooner than later. Each member of the family created a mask to represent themselves. Can you guess which mask belongs to whom?

Back to School, Already.

Yesterday was Rocket's first day of "real" school! In the county we live in, school is run year round (which is not bad at all!)- that's why he starts school in the middle of the summer. As the crowd of Kindergarteners were led into the school another crowd of mothers stood by with their video cameras, many of them bawling their eyes out, and all of them shedding atleast a few tears. Being the brave fearless mom that I am, I didn't shed one tear. In fact, I didn't even feel an ounce of sadness. I felt like saying "what is everyone's problem???!! I have been looking forward to this day for five in a half years now!!!" I'm sure I will regret those thoughts someday... but for now I am just savoring the few hours of half-freedom that I have found.