When I taught preschool, I started collecting bells at the local antique markets, for my classroom. Every year I would bring them out around the holidays, presenting them during a group time and then allowing the children to explore their shapes and the sounds each one made. I think I also started collecting bells because of Jeff’s Mom. Every time Jeff and I would go back east to visit with his family for the holidays, we would spend Christmas Eve at a church service with his family. His mother would give us all bells to bring to the service and we would get to ring them while singing Christmas hymns. It was (and still is) a lovely tradition in his family and so a fondness for bells was born. I have around five antique bells, all with their own unique sound and look. This week I brought them out for the first time for Ellie to explore. It was fun watching her try each one out, carrying them around and ringing them for the dogs (trying to get Linus to howl most likely). I have been keeping them out in a basket on her table for her to enjoy as well as a box of jingle bells too. We’ve been singing and ringing them to Christmas music and she has been picking them up through out the week and experimenting with the cheerful sounds they make. Bells are such a magical thing.
Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight; Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme, To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells From the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells– From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells. -Edgar Allen Poe (1850)
It’s amazing how quick some weekends just fly by. This weekend, I found myself scrambling for time and still unable to get everything I wanted done. Saturday it rained, so we were inside for much of the day. We did get out for a chilly afternoon walk (and found pinecones). On saturday we took a drive down PCH to visit with some of my best girl friends and their families. We ate brunch, we played with blocks, we caught up on gossip. It was a nice morning. The chill has set in around these parts though and the rest of the weekend was spent in doors (or bundled up for walks in the wagon), battling ants that have made their way inside and a Christmas tree that I just can’t keep watered enough (notice the sad display of needles all over the ground in that last photo). Hoping next weekend doesn’t go as quickly. How was your weekend?
-joining Amanda over at The Habit.
eloise: the magic of this season seems to already have had an effect on you. You are loving the Christmas tunes playing all day long. You’re eager to help Daddy cook soups and other wintery goodness and the tree has been an exciting addition to the house. You regularly pull the ornaments off and put them back on. My little Christmas elf!
- joining Jodi for the 52 project! Eek! I can’t believe we only have one more week.
“A single photo. No words. Capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.”
- joining soulemama.
MAKING: We’ve been very busy creating, making, elving, whatever you want to call it. Ellie has been working on some gifts for family members (shhh!) and I have been using any and all napping time and sleeping time to try to get this advent calendar finished before advent runs out.
LISTEN: As for music, we’ve had the record player sweetly playing The Carpenters Christmas, John Denver’s Rocky Mountain Christmas, Tony Bennett’s Snowfall and a slew of other Christmas favorites.
-joining Dawn with Making and Listening.
It’s neat to watch the start of a friendship. The eyes light up when I mention the friend’s name. The smiles when we meet up. The slow but steady interactions between two little girls discovering the world around them, together. One following the other. And a wave goodbye at the end of the day. The beginning of friends.