Mother Earth is getting an awful lot of lip service lately, and deservedly so. Henry has been asking when Earth Day would be here for the last couple weeks and this morning he was relieved to hear that today was the day! We started off our Wednesday with an impromptu art project designed by Henry. Ingredients : colored paper, FULL glass of water and scissors. Then you soak the colored paper in the water without ever wringing it out, let dirty water drip all over the house while you parade your art around, then you layer the pieces on top of each other to make "foam" for Mother Earth and when it's a sticky wet mess you cut it up with scissors. Provides an hours worth of enjoyment for all, especially mom.
Off to the coop to give the chickens some fresh air in their run and feed them some yummy grape tomatoes.
Then for the grand finale..... garbage pick up. I overheard Bryn tell Henry "Mother Earth is happy when kids pick up trash, just like mommy and daddy are." We took our wagon and off we went in search of litter to pick up. Below is Bryn's best "treasure", a shoe insole! She squeeled every time her little eyes spotted more garbage and even dug up a canister she was that was partially buried in the mud. Go girl!
I was pleasantly surprised to see that it was a tad difficult to find enough to fill our bag half full. Plenty of cigarette butts which spawned several conversations about what people do with these objects and why they get thrown on the ground instead of the garbage.
It was our lucky day, the streetsweeper was doing it's thing in our neighborhood and it ended up riding past us many times. Henry said "That Zamboni thing is cleaning on Mother Earth Day too!" We had planned on inviting some friends to join us but Bryn's nose was a nonstop sieve so we decided against infecting others. I'm sure we will do this again and again.
Off to the coop to give the chickens some fresh air in their run and feed them some yummy grape tomatoes.
Then for the grand finale..... garbage pick up. I overheard Bryn tell Henry "Mother Earth is happy when kids pick up trash, just like mommy and daddy are." We took our wagon and off we went in search of litter to pick up. Below is Bryn's best "treasure", a shoe insole! She squeeled every time her little eyes spotted more garbage and even dug up a canister she was that was partially buried in the mud. Go girl!
I was pleasantly surprised to see that it was a tad difficult to find enough to fill our bag half full. Plenty of cigarette butts which spawned several conversations about what people do with these objects and why they get thrown on the ground instead of the garbage.
It was our lucky day, the streetsweeper was doing it's thing in our neighborhood and it ended up riding past us many times. Henry said "That Zamboni thing is cleaning on Mother Earth Day too!" We had planned on inviting some friends to join us but Bryn's nose was a nonstop sieve so we decided against infecting others. I'm sure we will do this again and again.Only disappointment came when we got home from our trash pick up and Henry grabbed the wind vane and started wacking at the bark of a new tree we planted last fall. He really didn't know what possessed him to do that but after I screamed "Why would you do that to a tree on Earth Day?" he later reasoned that a little bit of watering and the tree should be just fine.
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