<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5024422018431844006</id><updated>2012-02-06T14:26:46.504-08:00</updated><category term='In which the children learned a skill'/><category term='In which the children found an open space'/><category term='In which the children celebrated'/><category term='In which the children played a game'/><category term='In which the children went travelling'/><category term='In which there was nothing to do'/><category term='In which there was no one to play with'/><category term='In which the children listened quietly...'/><category term='In which the mother sent the children to the garden'/><category term='In which the children were on a walk'/><title type='text'>Dandelion Songs</title><subtitle type='html'>We are two mothers who want our children to know what childhood was like. Before Nintendos, before computers. Before fear of freedom. What it was like for us, and for our mothers, and their mothers. We want them to know adventure, to know play, to know the world. And not the controlled, organised world that modern mothers seem to think they are tied to, but the real, natural world that is here on our doorstep. Come and join us on an adventure in childhood.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dandelionsongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04841050666419417028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5024422018431844006.post-9151568242578526772</id><published>2009-02-05T02:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T02:36:29.379-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the children celebrated'/><title type='text'>Let it snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;What to do with children on days like this...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SYrAwG4AoRI/AAAAAAAACrc/s5LUjiiNi6U/s1600-h/IMG_2672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SYrAwG4AoRI/AAAAAAAACrc/s5LUjiiNi6U/s400/IMG_2672.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299259844266598674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. Wrap them up warm&lt;div&gt;2. Double up on socks and gloves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Open up the door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Go GO GO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SYrAaz6XTdI/AAAAAAAACrM/MpUhwAC-cCs/s400/IMG_2950.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299259478398946770" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SYrAaojx94I/AAAAAAAACrE/TeFKg6qaFzM/s400/IMG_2891.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299259475351435138" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SYrAbFAJwyI/AAAAAAAACrU/KadiZkIXNEw/s400/IMG_3022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299259482986627874" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5024422018431844006-9151568242578526772?l=dandelionsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/9151568242578526772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5024422018431844006&amp;postID=9151568242578526772&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/9151568242578526772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/9151568242578526772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/2009/02/let-it-snow.html' title='Let it snow!'/><author><name>Lisa Conmara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/R9uiPWrmFXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/5IvLHw1KEt0/S220/lisasleep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SYrAwG4AoRI/AAAAAAAACrc/s5LUjiiNi6U/s72-c/IMG_2672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5024422018431844006.post-1595892123231112679</id><published>2008-11-11T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T15:08:58.066-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the children celebrated'/><title type='text'>Lantern Walk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There is a lovely tradition we try to celebrate every year which I first came across through some Steiner/Waldorf friends. It is usually celebrated on Martinmas eve which is the 11th November, although it is a lovely thing to do once the darkness draws in and the evenings shorten, a simple symbolic way to entice the light back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The basic premise is that the children make lanterns and then take a candle lit walk in the dark dark woods! You can either make them together as part of your evening together, or everyone can do them at home and then get together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are so many types of lanterns to make. What we did was very simple. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will need:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A glass jar for each child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A roll of thin wire eg. florists wire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some sheets of coloured tissue paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some pva glue in a small container like an egg cup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A small brush for each child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A tealight for each jar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To begin, tear the tissue paper into small pieces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SZ8qhdUI3RI/AAAAAAAAIyo/89Z6_FTNp3k/s1600-h/lantern1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SZ8qhdUI3RI/AAAAAAAAIyo/89Z6_FTNp3k/s400/lantern1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305005640358878482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Start painting glue onto the glass jar and press pieces of the tissue paper onto it. Continue until the jar is covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SZ8qhSmA0eI/AAAAAAAAIyg/-LF-pWfFEa8/s1600-h/lantern2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SZ8qhSmA0eI/AAAAAAAAIyg/-LF-pWfFEa8/s400/lantern2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305005637481058786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once the glue is dry, measure a length of wire to form a long loop, plus extra to wrap around the neck of the jar. Secure it by twisting the ends tightly around the wire where it meets the vertical lengths. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SZ8phgiHWEI/AAAAAAAAIyY/KEUKU1533-Y/s1600-h/lantern3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SZ8phgiHWEI/AAAAAAAAIyY/KEUKU1533-Y/s400/lantern3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305004541711177794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's important to have a long loop so as to avoid little hands getting too close to the candle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SZ8phnJM8JI/AAAAAAAAIyQ/Y3xsv1t7hj4/s1600-h/lantern4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SZ8phnJM8JI/AAAAAAAAIyQ/Y3xsv1t7hj4/s400/lantern4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305004543485735058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once everyone has gathered together outside, the adults can help light the candles. Then we can set off into the dark, dark woods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These next few photos were taken with a flash so of course it loses the candlelit atmosphere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SZ8phU7p6hI/AAAAAAAAIyI/fYPX98z2SYk/s1600-h/lantern5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SZ8phU7p6hI/AAAAAAAAIyI/fYPX98z2SYk/s400/lantern5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305004538597075474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was equal parts thrilling and slightly scary, even for the older children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SZ8phVgdMOI/AAAAAAAAIyA/2koG1SRB3Vc/s1600-h/lantern6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SZ8phVgdMOI/AAAAAAAAIyA/2koG1SRB3Vc/s400/lantern6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305004538751430882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They really do get such a thrill out of doing something they would rarely get to otherwise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SZ8phcYxdxI/AAAAAAAAIx4/lVyGhaiezas/s1600-h/lantern7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SZ8phcYxdxI/AAAAAAAAIx4/lVyGhaiezas/s400/lantern7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305004540598253330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are simple little songs that are traditionally sung for the duration of the walk. It helps if a few people know them to start off.  But any song that includes light or sun would do. The walk by the way need only be ten to fifteen minutes long. Believe me, after ten to fifteen minutes tripping through the darkness, their imaginations start to take off, and it's not long before everyone is ready to head indoors for some warming soup! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SZ830r6FFbI/AAAAAAAAIyw/1YcW6n4cPk8/s1600-h/lantern8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SZ830r6FFbI/AAAAAAAAIyw/1YcW6n4cPk8/s400/lantern8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305020264344786354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5024422018431844006-1595892123231112679?l=dandelionsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1595892123231112679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5024422018431844006&amp;postID=1595892123231112679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/1595892123231112679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/1595892123231112679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/2009/02/lantern-walk.html' title='Lantern Walk.'/><author><name>Ciara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-meNN-rvlMHc/Tx_pQrfqkoI/AAAAAAAAQlU/CjU6-Th3VOw/s220/401238_10150469798256025_592711024_8927841_1722400337_n.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SZ8qhdUI3RI/AAAAAAAAIyo/89Z6_FTNp3k/s72-c/lantern1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5024422018431844006.post-1021129962407467011</id><published>2008-11-08T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T07:23:52.039-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the children celebrated'/><title type='text'>Hallowe'en!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SRWuu0kPOrI/AAAAAAAACCc/9iHUZqJfqzw/s400/2006_1125November060008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266307458687515314" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:19px;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We'll stir the apples round about,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And watch the one who gets them out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The time goes past with many a shout&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At Hallowe’en.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SRWuvfS-O7I/AAAAAAAACCk/vXsCxq0csZE/s400/2006_1125November060009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266307470157822898" /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Hallowe'en!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5024422018431844006-1021129962407467011?l=dandelionsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1021129962407467011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5024422018431844006&amp;postID=1021129962407467011&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/1021129962407467011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/1021129962407467011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Hallowe&apos;en!'/><author><name>Lisa Conmara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/R9uiPWrmFXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/5IvLHw1KEt0/S220/lisasleep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SRWuu0kPOrI/AAAAAAAACCc/9iHUZqJfqzw/s72-c/2006_1125November060008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5024422018431844006.post-6664687416541931529</id><published>2008-10-12T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T01:43:44.939-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the children were on a walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the children played a game'/><title type='text'>Conkers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Autumn has come around again, and it's time for 'Conkers'! This is a game that has been around for generations and is very simple and satisfying to play. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, unless you are lucky enough to have a horse-chestnut tree in your garden, a walk in the woodlands is essential. So on a crisp morning off we go hunting in the woods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SPGtK1OMWDI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/W0E7YEIN9e8/s1600-h/conkers1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SPGtK1OMWDI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/W0E7YEIN9e8/s320/conkers1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256172641714985010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll often find the biggest and best chestnuts are the ones still in the shells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SPGtKx7ARgI/AAAAAAAAAKY/diAiqOHyPBE/s1600-h/conkers2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SPGtKx7ARgI/AAAAAAAAAKY/diAiqOHyPBE/s320/conkers2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256172640829195778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you do find one, standing on it is usually enough to open it and you can peel it back to uncover the shiny treasure inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SPGtK1xSr_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/syccqmqJcro/s1600-h/conkers3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SPGtK1xSr_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/syccqmqJcro/s320/conkers3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256172641862201330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We usually fill a bag or basket as there are lots of other things you can do with them, as we will show you later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SPGtLKlVVeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/h85cHNxzjJw/s1600-h/conkers4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SPGtLKlVVeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/h85cHNxzjJw/s320/conkers4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256172647449187810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you get home, the first thing to do is to bore a hole through the fresh chestnut or conker. Please make sure an adult does this bit! It needs to be a fresh one as a seasoned one would be very difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SPGs4VVNOXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/BXmpnP2AN3c/s1600-h/conkers5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SPGs4VVNOXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/BXmpnP2AN3c/s320/conkers5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256172323916822898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then if you have an old shoe-lace, or if not, a piece of string, about half a metre long, on a darning needle, you can thread it through. Again, best if an adult does this bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SPGs4bhKafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Z2I2N6Cwh_M/s1600-h/conkers6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SPGs4bhKafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Z2I2N6Cwh_M/s320/conkers6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256172325577583090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tie a knot at one end and wrap about half of the string around your hand, with the conker hanging at the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SPGs4gFXEsI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/naSU-m0GIEk/s1600-h/conkers7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SPGs4gFXEsI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/naSU-m0GIEk/s320/conkers7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256172326803149506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The idea of the game is to smash as many conkers as possible. Your opponent holds out his piece of string on which he has his conker. To get a good hard hit, hold the string in your strong hand and pull it out tight, holding the conker between two fingers. Take aim, then take a shot at hitting it off your opponents conker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SPG00b5h1eI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Nqmcsa54SLk/s1600-h/conkers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SPG00b5h1eI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Nqmcsa54SLk/s320/conkers.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256181053053326818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can take turns, or allow three tries each before swapping over, playing until one of them is smashed or disintegrates. If you manage to smash his with your own then your chestnut is called a conker (conqueror). Although over the years, all chestnuts have become known as conkers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SPGs411xb8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/pKgeAS7AYhI/s1600-h/conkers9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SPGs411xb8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/pKgeAS7AYhI/s320/conkers9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256172332643348418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traditionally, there were little rhymes you would say, for example, if you want to get the first hit when you see your friend with his conker you would say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Hick, hack,first crack!"&lt;/blockquote&gt; or &lt;blockquote&gt;"Obbly, obbly, onker, my first conker!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would also give your winning conker a name which depended on how many other conkers it had destroyed. For example a 'Twoer', or a 'Fiver' adding them up as you beat each one. And a real winner would often be held over until the following year, when it was well seasoned and would beat all, hands down!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5024422018431844006-6664687416541931529?l=dandelionsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6664687416541931529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5024422018431844006&amp;postID=6664687416541931529&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/6664687416541931529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/6664687416541931529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/2008/10/conkers.html' title='Conkers!'/><author><name>dandelionsongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04841050666419417028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SPGtK1OMWDI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/W0E7YEIN9e8/s72-c/conkers1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5024422018431844006.post-2133818885887112639</id><published>2008-09-04T12:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T13:21:29.660-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which there was nothing to do'/><title type='text'>Paper People</title><content type='html'>This is a variation on the paper people we used to make when we were small.  It takes very little in terms of materials, and is a nice little occupier for those moments when you need a half hour to get dinner on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will need:&lt;br /&gt;A sheet of A4 paper.&lt;br /&gt;A scissors.&lt;br /&gt;Some small scraps of fabric or coloured paper.&lt;br /&gt;PVA glue.&lt;br /&gt;A piece of ribbon or string.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a sheet of A4 paper and cut it in half lengthwise, then fold it back on itself four times, like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SMA-KYxFuGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/JxbH_9SKaSk/s1600-h/paper+people.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SMA-KYxFuGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/JxbH_9SKaSk/s320/paper+people.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242258314427218018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Younger children will need help with the cutting out. On the top fold, you can either draw a woman-shape and cut around it, or just do it free hand. We did a woman shape so that afterwards we could cut legs for men-shapes on every second one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SMA-KqU6KVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/CbTImVJGbAI/s1600-h/paper+people1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SMA-KqU6KVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/CbTImVJGbAI/s320/paper+people1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242258319140858194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SMA-KqlHInI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XvVlUs6WMd4/s1600-h/paper+people2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SMA-KqlHInI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XvVlUs6WMd4/s320/paper+people2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242258319208817266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also get creative with their shapes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SMA-K1yJJUI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ZLcupvUNfZA/s1600-h/paper+people3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SMA-K1yJJUI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ZLcupvUNfZA/s320/paper+people3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242258322216265026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you can draw funny faces on the heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SMA-Kx9rtYI/AAAAAAAAAHY/P6tfuJA_Zpc/s1600-h/paper+people4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SMA-Kx9rtYI/AAAAAAAAAHY/P6tfuJA_Zpc/s320/paper+people4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242258321190925698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, cut the scraps into small squares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SMA93zxDZ7I/AAAAAAAAAGY/pAI20Z5LzcQ/s1600-h/paper+people5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SMA93zxDZ7I/AAAAAAAAAGY/pAI20Z5LzcQ/s320/paper+people5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242257995257309106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you put down some newspaper to protect the table, and an apron or old clothes are worn. PVA does not wash out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SMA94H13HuI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Zk0xlMf32Ls/s1600-h/paper+people6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SMA94H13HuI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Zk0xlMf32Ls/s320/paper+people6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242258000646184674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are then glued on as clothes on the little figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SMA94ZeJljI/AAAAAAAAAGo/U7nnTarfl3c/s1600-h/paper+people7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SMA94ZeJljI/AAAAAAAAAGo/U7nnTarfl3c/s320/paper+people7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242258005378569778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the glue is dry you can make a small hole at each end and thread the ribbon through, and you are ready to hang it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SMA94b1SjwI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ustHFn317rc/s1600-h/paper+people8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SMA94b1SjwI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ustHFn317rc/s320/paper+people8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242258006012497666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look very sweet, and I find get lots of lovely comments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5024422018431844006-2133818885887112639?l=dandelionsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2133818885887112639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5024422018431844006&amp;postID=2133818885887112639&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/2133818885887112639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/2133818885887112639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/2008/09/paper-people.html' title='Paper People'/><author><name>dandelionsongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04841050666419417028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/SMA-KYxFuGI/AAAAAAAAAG4/JxbH_9SKaSk/s72-c/paper+people.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5024422018431844006.post-2987034212471631058</id><published>2008-08-02T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T17:11:20.788-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the children found an open space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the children were on a walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the children played a game'/><title type='text'>One Two Three Do You Want To Play With Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Also known as 'GRANNY'S FOOTSTEPS'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those games to play anywhere, at the drop of a hat, when you're out and about and you don't have any props. It can be played with any number of children and is one of those that is as much fun with three as with ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;How To Play&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SJTyOObRTqI/AAAAAAAAE0Q/EZ_-0O5CCJk/s1600-h/123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SJTyOObRTqI/AAAAAAAAE0Q/EZ_-0O5CCJk/s320/123.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230071393488555682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose a player to be Grandmother and then the rest of the children stand in a line a few metres behind her/him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SJTx59kTszI/AAAAAAAAEzo/u8QFv6ozcOc/s1600-h/123-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SJTx59kTszI/AAAAAAAAEzo/u8QFv6ozcOc/s320/123-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230071045365674802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granny turns her back and says quietly to his/herself  'One two three do you want to play with me'? While behind her the others have to make their way to her as quickly and quietly as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SJTx6UojkFI/AAAAAAAAE0I/zR6_WDXDQq8/s1600-h/123-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SJTx6UojkFI/AAAAAAAAE0I/zR6_WDXDQq8/s320/123-5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230071051557507154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granny can turn around at any moment, although the rhyme gives the other players enough time to get moving, and when she does the players must freeze. Anyone caught moving must go back to the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SJTx6HJQJiI/AAAAAAAAEz4/V4U3BLa5J8M/s1600-h/123-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SJTx6HJQJiI/AAAAAAAAEz4/V4U3BLa5J8M/s320/123-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230071047936550434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first player to reach Granny then becomes Granny for the next round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SJTx6SgtN1I/AAAAAAAAE0A/RXXzv9CG8LI/s1600-h/123-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SJTx6SgtN1I/AAAAAAAAE0A/RXXzv9CG8LI/s320/123-4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230071050987714386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A game like this is great for filling time or lightening the mood or just when a good run around is required!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5024422018431844006-2987034212471631058?l=dandelionsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2987034212471631058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5024422018431844006&amp;postID=2987034212471631058&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/2987034212471631058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/2987034212471631058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-two-three-do-you-want-to-play-with.html' title='One Two Three Do You Want To Play With Me?'/><author><name>Ciara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-meNN-rvlMHc/Tx_pQrfqkoI/AAAAAAAAQlU/CjU6-Th3VOw/s220/401238_10150469798256025_592711024_8927841_1722400337_n.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SJTyOObRTqI/AAAAAAAAE0Q/EZ_-0O5CCJk/s72-c/123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5024422018431844006.post-4671032702363083294</id><published>2008-06-19T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T09:00:42.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which there was nothing to do'/><title type='text'>Paper Fortune Teller...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Who needs a magic 8 ball? These clever little origami will keep 'tweeners amused for hours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SFp9D-8HXmI/AAAAAAAAA6k/gKc-h6wgUKY/s1600-h/DSC_0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SFp9D-8HXmI/AAAAAAAAA6k/gKc-h6wgUKY/s320/DSC_0240.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213617026022989410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1) Cut a square of plain paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SFp9EYamGII/AAAAAAAAA6s/fOLoi9X7fEQ/s1600-h/DSC_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SFp9EYamGII/AAAAAAAAA6s/fOLoi9X7fEQ/s320/DSC_0242.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213617032861718658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2) Fold in the corners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SFp9F_UHVAI/AAAAAAAAA60/36M6EVgA3iI/s1600-h/DSC_0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SFp9F_UHVAI/AAAAAAAAA60/36M6EVgA3iI/s320/DSC_0246.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213617060483388418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3)Turn the folded side away from you and fold the corners in again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SFp9ILYTsqI/AAAAAAAAA68/KAyPTRs-_dI/s1600-h/DSC_0250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SFp9ILYTsqI/AAAAAAAAA68/KAyPTRs-_dI/s320/DSC_0250.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213617098081940130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4) Fold in half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SFp9KIbvtVI/AAAAAAAAA7E/bXA32CMqhMU/s1600-h/DSC_0252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SFp9KIbvtVI/AAAAAAAAA7E/bXA32CMqhMU/s320/DSC_0252.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213617131650790738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5) Get your index fingers and thumbs up under the outer folds and bring to meet in the middle.&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SFp_gKCBuTI/AAAAAAAAA7M/Ha5xf-5anHY/s400/DSC_0262.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213619709060167986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;6)Mark the outer corners with numbers, the inner corners with colours and inside each fold a result of the question, ie Yes, No, Maybe etc... (we ues perhaps, absolutely! you never know! etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SFp_gjiYYWI/AAAAAAAAA7U/fhZz6LpEh5U/s400/DSC_0264.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213619715906756962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;7) Ask the paper teller a question, for example Will we have rain tomorrow? The questioner picks a number and the informer opens and shuts opposite corners of the teller that number of times, then the questioner picks a colour from inside and the informer spells that while opening the opposite corners... then finally the informer picks again from the colours and under the colour will be their answer!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SFp_g345ASI/AAAAAAAAA7c/7SftWY8HZhk/s400/DSC_0266.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213619721369878818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5024422018431844006-4671032702363083294?l=dandelionsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4671032702363083294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5024422018431844006&amp;postID=4671032702363083294&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/4671032702363083294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/4671032702363083294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/2008/06/paper-fortune-teller.html' title='Paper Fortune Teller...'/><author><name>Lisa Conmara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/R9uiPWrmFXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/5IvLHw1KEt0/S220/lisasleep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SFp9D-8HXmI/AAAAAAAAA6k/gKc-h6wgUKY/s72-c/DSC_0240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5024422018431844006.post-368795858931078668</id><published>2008-05-26T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T14:43:31.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the mother sent the children to the garden'/><title type='text'>Waterfight!</title><content type='html'>Having a summer birthday, or even when they have a few friends around on a warm summers day is a great opportunity to let them have a water fight. It's definitely a 'more the merrier' game. And I have been astonished to have more than one young visitor who has never had one. Imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SDssUoUkIKI/AAAAAAAADwM/0xIwAx_P_Fg/s1600-h/waterfight1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SDssUoUkIKI/AAAAAAAADwM/0xIwAx_P_Fg/s320/waterfight1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204802527289417890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't need fancy big water guns. Any plastic container will do. A hose is great fun, although you might consider limiting the time they use it as they use huge amounts of water. Also, you need to be sure they play fair as it can often be the cause of fights over who turn it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SDssU4UkILI/AAAAAAAADwU/_j-QLtQOY3A/s1600-h/waterfight2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SDssU4UkILI/AAAAAAAADwU/_j-QLtQOY3A/s320/waterfight2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204802531584385202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5024422018431844006-368795858931078668?l=dandelionsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/368795858931078668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5024422018431844006&amp;postID=368795858931078668&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/368795858931078668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/368795858931078668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/2008/05/waterfight.html' title='Waterfight!'/><author><name>Ciara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-meNN-rvlMHc/Tx_pQrfqkoI/AAAAAAAAQlU/CjU6-Th3VOw/s220/401238_10150469798256025_592711024_8927841_1722400337_n.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SDssUoUkIKI/AAAAAAAADwM/0xIwAx_P_Fg/s72-c/waterfight1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5024422018431844006.post-406897845739343098</id><published>2008-05-24T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T02:53:20.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the children listened quietly...'/><title type='text'>Nine Mice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nine mice on tiny tricycles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;went riding on the ice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;they rode in spite of warning signs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;they rode despite advice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The signs were right, the ice was thin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;in half a trice, the mice fell in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and from their chins down to their toes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;thsoe mice entirely froze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nine mindless mice, who paid the price,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;are thawing slowly by the ice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;still sitting on their tricycles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...nine white and shiny MICICLES!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(c) Jack Prelutsky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SDfkv8kMA6I/AAAAAAAAAu0/WOaz61Gw9Rg/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203879406812791714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5024422018431844006-406897845739343098?l=dandelionsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/406897845739343098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5024422018431844006&amp;postID=406897845739343098&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/406897845739343098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/406897845739343098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/2008/05/nine-mice.html' title='Nine Mice'/><author><name>Lisa Conmara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/R9uiPWrmFXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/5IvLHw1KEt0/S220/lisasleep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SDfkv8kMA6I/AAAAAAAAAu0/WOaz61Gw9Rg/s72-c/DSC_0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5024422018431844006.post-945886481856504953</id><published>2008-05-08T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T09:43:30.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which there was nothing to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the mother sent the children to the garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the children played a game'/><title type='text'>Duck.. Duck... Duck...</title><content type='html'>...GOOSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to play...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All sit in a large circle (spaced out if only a few) and the 'gander' makes his way slowly around the outside, touching each childs head and calling them a duck or a goose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198015818169699202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SCMP2Krdy4I/AAAAAAAAAoE/oAwwS1R25Qc/s400/mountusher+339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The fun is that when called a goose that child must jump up , chasing the gander around the circle to try and catch him before he sits in their spot. If they catch him, they sit down again, if not they become the gander... and so on... and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198015822464666514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SCMP2ardy5I/AAAAAAAAAoM/1zgnZuGc07g/s400/mountusher+343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5024422018431844006-945886481856504953?l=dandelionsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/945886481856504953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5024422018431844006&amp;postID=945886481856504953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/945886481856504953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/945886481856504953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/2008/05/duck-duck-duck.html' title='Duck.. Duck... Duck...'/><author><name>Lisa Conmara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/R9uiPWrmFXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/5IvLHw1KEt0/S220/lisasleep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SCMP2Krdy4I/AAAAAAAAAoE/oAwwS1R25Qc/s72-c/mountusher+339.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5024422018431844006.post-2001153067088873418</id><published>2008-05-08T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T09:42:40.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the children were on a walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which there was no one to play with'/><title type='text'>Is that a rhododendron?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SCMMQ6rdy1I/AAAAAAAAAns/KxeP1MqJj08/s1600-h/mountusher+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198011879684688722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SCMMQ6rdy1I/AAAAAAAAAns/KxeP1MqJj08/s400/mountusher+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When visiting your local park, or even better public garden see if they have a guide to the flora and fauna. You can play a kind of bingo (first to spot all on page 6 wins) or just get the children to tick off each specimen they see. It works with one child as well as a group, and is educational!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198011892569590626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SCMMRqrdy2I/AAAAAAAAAn0/ge1vwUvDdZg/s400/mountusher+204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When I was a child there was the weekly 'nature walk' which doesn't seem to be done anymore, I remember being given a sheet with pictures of hawthorn, elderflower etc to find and identify in the countryside. I loved the challenge and my children do too!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198011871094754114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SCMMQardy0I/AAAAAAAAAnk/6M4spYlOwNo/s400/mountusher+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5024422018431844006-2001153067088873418?l=dandelionsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2001153067088873418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5024422018431844006&amp;postID=2001153067088873418&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/2001153067088873418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/2001153067088873418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/2008/05/is-that-rhodedendran.html' title='Is that a rhododendron?'/><author><name>Lisa Conmara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/R9uiPWrmFXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/5IvLHw1KEt0/S220/lisasleep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SCMMQ6rdy1I/AAAAAAAAAns/KxeP1MqJj08/s72-c/mountusher+075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5024422018431844006.post-8967669423712051669</id><published>2008-05-01T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T03:44:58.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the children celebrated'/><title type='text'>Bealtaine.</title><content type='html'>Bealtaine, or May day, the first day of May, the first day of summer. At last it arrives and hopefully with it some weather which merits the title of 'summer'. Traditionally in Ireland, and still in some rural parts, and I'm sure England, some of the age-old practices are held up. The word Bealtaine comes from, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;buaile&lt;/span&gt; which is the high summer pastures which the cattle are moved to at this time of year, and &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;tine&lt;/span&gt; which means fire in Irish. Bale fires were lit as beacons on hilltops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also a good idea to leave out something for the fairies, as they are very active at this time of year too! Children love being involved with this. It's very simple really. Even just leaves and flowers along with some raisins, seeds or nuts arranged on a flat stone, or a wall or even a doorstep is enough. The thrill of knowing that the food will definitely be gone by morning is contagious! And it always is gone. Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SB4sXMk86rI/AAAAAAAADN0/IfpkeQaSjPo/s1600-h/mayday2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196639797056957106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SB4sXMk86rI/AAAAAAAADN0/IfpkeQaSjPo/s320/mayday2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of traditional games and songs associated with this seasonal celebration. While the May bush would have been popular, the Maypole would have been seen in areas that had an English influence. But it's such a lovely tradition that it has been adopted by a good number of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SB4pdck86pI/AAAAAAAADNk/Gf8sDZPB0W0/s1600-h/mayday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196636605896256146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SB4pdck86pI/AAAAAAAADNk/Gf8sDZPB0W0/s320/mayday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A length of pole with ribbons around one and a half times the pole length attached to the top is basically all you need. We stapled ours on and then wrapped another piece of ribbon around the top into which we placed fresh flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SB4pdsk86qI/AAAAAAAADNs/TEKP88Bk1t4/s1600-h/mayday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196636610191223458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SB4pdsk86qI/AAAAAAAADNs/TEKP88Bk1t4/s320/mayday3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very few little girls need an excuse to dress up as a fairy, and even the boys get into the spirit of it. If the children are very young you can have them all walk in the same direction. But if they are slightly older you can have them weave in and out in opposite directions to each other. If your ribbons are in two different colours it looks wonderful when finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SB4pU8k86oI/AAAAAAAADNc/yJtma_3VHlk/s1600-h/mayday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196636459867368066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SB4pU8k86oI/AAAAAAAADNc/yJtma_3VHlk/s320/mayday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a number of songs you can sing with them as they walk. The most poular is 'Here We Go Gathering Nuts In May'. Some say it was originally 'Knots', which are posies of flowers, which makes sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Here we go gathering nuts in May,&lt;br /&gt;Nuts in May, nuts in May,&lt;br /&gt;Here we go gathering nuts in May,&lt;br /&gt;So early in the morning.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are making a day of it you can organise lots of outdor games in celebration of the return of the sun. I'll be posting some ideas over the next week or so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5024422018431844006-8967669423712051669?l=dandelionsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8967669423712051669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5024422018431844006&amp;postID=8967669423712051669&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/8967669423712051669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/8967669423712051669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/2008/05/bealtaine.html' title='Bealtaine.'/><author><name>Ciara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-meNN-rvlMHc/Tx_pQrfqkoI/AAAAAAAAQlU/CjU6-Th3VOw/s220/401238_10150469798256025_592711024_8927841_1722400337_n.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SB4sXMk86rI/AAAAAAAADN0/IfpkeQaSjPo/s72-c/mayday2-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5024422018431844006.post-7834067923945280656</id><published>2008-05-01T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T09:42:02.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the children found an open space'/><title type='text'>Grass Houses.</title><content type='html'>I have such memories of hot summer days spent making grass houses with my friends. The big green spaces around where we lived would be cut a couple of times over the summer and we'd be out like a shot to gather as much grass as possible and then set about making mansions for ourselves, complete with en suite bathrooms, walk-in wardrobes and every luxury we could think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBnxlMk86YI/AAAAAAAADJQ/Q6MkFiWOMlE/s1600-h/grass+house+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195449266482243970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBnxlMk86YI/AAAAAAAADJQ/Q6MkFiWOMlE/s320/grass+house+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very surprised to realise my kids had never made one. So we waited a day or two for the clippings to dry out a bit and then got to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBnxlck86ZI/AAAAAAAADJY/Vq-otInkU4U/s1600-h/grass+house1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195449270777211282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBnxlck86ZI/AAAAAAAADJY/Vq-otInkU4U/s320/grass+house1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no competition between them, and everyone helped build the same house. Funny, it struck me that we always did that too. No discussion about it, just set to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBnxlsk86aI/AAAAAAAADJg/sE9WLAjTKrc/s1600-h/grass+house2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195449275072178594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBnxlsk86aI/AAAAAAAADJg/sE9WLAjTKrc/s320/grass+house2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how they wanted to decorate their 'bedrooms' with flowers, leave etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole project consumed them for over an hour which really surprised me. I thought my childish memory made it seem longer but obviously not!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5024422018431844006-7834067923945280656?l=dandelionsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/7834067923945280656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5024422018431844006&amp;postID=7834067923945280656&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/7834067923945280656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/7834067923945280656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/2008/05/grass-houses.html' title='Grass Houses.'/><author><name>Ciara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-meNN-rvlMHc/Tx_pQrfqkoI/AAAAAAAAQlU/CjU6-Th3VOw/s220/401238_10150469798256025_592711024_8927841_1722400337_n.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBnxlMk86YI/AAAAAAAADJQ/Q6MkFiWOMlE/s72-c/grass+house+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5024422018431844006.post-2480495564275920240</id><published>2008-04-29T14:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T09:41:46.233-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the children found an open space'/><title type='text'>Grass Fight!</title><content type='html'>We have a birthday the first week of May and it almost always coincides with the first grass cutting of the year. Cue a boisterous grass fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so tempting to be clean and tidy with your clippings, but what is more fun than tearing around the garden in that first flush of summer, flinging freshly cut grass into the air, at your brother, and even at your Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBeWc8k86GI/AAAAAAAADFc/cAmTb6oOEsE/s1600-h/grass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194786119236773986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBeWc8k86GI/AAAAAAAADFc/cAmTb6oOEsE/s320/grass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBeWdsk86HI/AAAAAAAADFk/sqnVkVDgLAM/s1600-h/grass2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194786132121675890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBeWdsk86HI/AAAAAAAADFk/sqnVkVDgLAM/s320/grass2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBeWe8k86II/AAAAAAAADFs/euUpUVFuF3M/s1600-h/grass3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194786153596512386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBeWe8k86II/AAAAAAAADFs/euUpUVFuF3M/s320/grass3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the sun sets over the mountains, and the air starts to cool, it's time to finish up and go inside to a warm bubbly bath, before tired heads hit the pillow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5024422018431844006-2480495564275920240?l=dandelionsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2480495564275920240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5024422018431844006&amp;postID=2480495564275920240&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/2480495564275920240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/2480495564275920240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/grass-fight.html' title='Grass Fight!'/><author><name>Ciara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-meNN-rvlMHc/Tx_pQrfqkoI/AAAAAAAAQlU/CjU6-Th3VOw/s220/401238_10150469798256025_592711024_8927841_1722400337_n.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBeWc8k86GI/AAAAAAAADFc/cAmTb6oOEsE/s72-c/grass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5024422018431844006.post-8173236037785369098</id><published>2008-04-28T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T09:41:12.335-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which there was nothing to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the children played a game'/><title type='text'>I'm Board Games.</title><content type='html'>We have two shelves full of games. All the usual suspects are there. And they go for long periods where they gather dust, especially in the summertime. Unless of course it's a damp rainy summer like we had last year. Then we get a couple of weeks where they become favourites again and are taken down and dusted off. This is often when we have people staying for the weekend and the extra numbers make it all the more fun. When we do sit around a table yelling and laughing til our sides ache, I always, without fail, think to myself, why, oh why do we not do this more often? But of course, being on holidays is always all the incentive kids need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we have discovered a number of absolute favourites that are always floating around and are just the right length and the right amount of fun to be perfect time-fillers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBYYLsk86AI/AAAAAAAADEw/dpaojXE9rwc/s1600-h/story+cubes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194365809442220034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBYYLsk86AI/AAAAAAAADEw/dpaojXE9rwc/s320/story+cubes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were one of those brilliant presents you recieve that you want to buy for all you friends. &lt;a href="http://www.thecreativityhub.com/"&gt;Rory's Story Cubes&lt;/a&gt; are so simple that even younger children can play. Throw the dice and then you make up a story from the pictures. It becomes more hilarious as they warm up and let their creative juices flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBYYMsk86BI/AAAAAAAADE4/VaN9ortvHtw/s1600-h/game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194365826622089234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBYYMsk86BI/AAAAAAAADE4/VaN9ortvHtw/s320/game.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I love the games where there is no particular winner, just success and a sense of achievement for the players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBYYNMk86CI/AAAAAAAADFA/n2IkupCNb3I/s1600-h/connect4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194365835212023842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBYYNMk86CI/AAAAAAAADFA/n2IkupCNb3I/s320/connect4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though sometimes a bit of cunning does deserve to win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBYYNsk86DI/AAAAAAAADFI/y69DFvg06VA/s1600-h/tiddlywinks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194365843801958450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBYYNsk86DI/AAAAAAAADFI/y69DFvg06VA/s320/tiddlywinks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love the fact that things like Tiddlywinks and a ball and maze are just enduringly addictive. The latter is very easy to keep in your bag for those times when you have to hang around waiting for something or someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBYYO8k86EI/AAAAAAAADFQ/mCYT-6adA6k/s1600-h/ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194365865276794946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBYYO8k86EI/AAAAAAAADFQ/mCYT-6adA6k/s320/ed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5024422018431844006-8173236037785369098?l=dandelionsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8173236037785369098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5024422018431844006&amp;postID=8173236037785369098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/8173236037785369098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/8173236037785369098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-board-games.html' title='I&apos;m Board Games.'/><author><name>Ciara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-meNN-rvlMHc/Tx_pQrfqkoI/AAAAAAAAQlU/CjU6-Th3VOw/s220/401238_10150469798256025_592711024_8927841_1722400337_n.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_amisxsDdDQ0/SBYYLsk86AI/AAAAAAAADEw/dpaojXE9rwc/s72-c/story+cubes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5024422018431844006.post-1109187959277570337</id><published>2008-04-19T02:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T09:40:36.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which there was nothing to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the children learned a skill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the children went travelling'/><title type='text'>Maps and Capps</title><content type='html'>cartography(kär-tgr-f) &lt;em&gt;n&lt;/em&gt; : the making of maps and charts, the study of maps for historical or geographical purpose, the science of maps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190937696742875746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SAnqVRmLImI/AAAAAAAAAhg/ulT1d4C6nqg/s400/92185456308_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Keep a few maps in your handbag or car, its great for when 'tweeners (8-12) get bored. The game is that they take turns to look and find a place on the map and the others then have to find it first. It works especially well with Ordanance survey maps of theme parks. My mother always pulled this one out of the bag when we were young, our favorite was the map of Six Flags! Its educational too, as map reading is usually part of the curriculum at some stage. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190882931614884434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SAm4hhmLIlI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7Q7Lg8ROwvg/s400/83177786308_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;You can take it one stage further and ask them to measure the distance between places with a piece of string and a ruler. They can make their own maps (all of ours love doing this) - or trace one and change it to suit...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It promises much quiet and allows for full enjoyment of a nice cappucino!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5024422018431844006-1109187959277570337?l=dandelionsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/1109187959277570337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5024422018431844006&amp;postID=1109187959277570337&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/1109187959277570337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/1109187959277570337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/maps-and-capps.html' title='Maps and Capps'/><author><name>Lisa Conmara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/R9uiPWrmFXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/5IvLHw1KEt0/S220/lisasleep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SAnqVRmLImI/AAAAAAAAAhg/ulT1d4C6nqg/s72-c/92185456308_0_ALB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5024422018431844006.post-8944293659979306023</id><published>2008-04-18T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T09:40:10.220-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the children learned a skill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the children went travelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which there was no one to play with'/><title type='text'>Are we nearly there?</title><content type='html'>If you've never heard that, you aren't a parent, grandparent, aunt, uncle... basically you've never travelled with kids. Bless them, they give the first ten minutes a good effort, but those travel games last all of five minutes and reading in the car can make some people ill (I do know one lucky mother whose children can read away in the car, even the thought of doing that, however makes mine feel rotten!) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may also have an advantage when travelling with more than one child as they can interact with each other, and even better in the same age range, but what to do on a long journey when you've only one... or two but the small one is happy to spend the time mashing liga into the car seat while the other one does her (or his) best to prolong the inevitable...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Are we nearly there?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I once passed a very long train journey without once hearing that question, in fact when we arrived at our destination there was a fleeting look of disappointment. How did I do it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I simply told her to take photos of things she found interesting from the window and that she could tell us all about them when we reached our destination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190706646987126626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SAkYMaLtN2I/AAAAAAAAAhE/NhmZA-i81Aw/s400/DSCF1863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There wasn't a peep... and some of the snaps were quite good too....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190709606219593586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SAka4qLtN3I/AAAAAAAAAhM/KJbu44p3-08/s400/all+photos+159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monte Cassino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taken from the window of the Cassino-Roma Train&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;by Mary&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5024422018431844006-8944293659979306023?l=dandelionsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/8944293659979306023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5024422018431844006&amp;postID=8944293659979306023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/8944293659979306023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/8944293659979306023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/are-we-nearly-there.html' title='Are we nearly there?'/><author><name>Lisa Conmara</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/R9uiPWrmFXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/5IvLHw1KEt0/S220/lisasleep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_thBxYtE1mEY/SAkYMaLtN2I/AAAAAAAAAhE/NhmZA-i81Aw/s72-c/DSCF1863.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5024422018431844006.post-6988118233060091155</id><published>2008-04-07T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T09:39:22.742-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the children were on a walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which there was no one to play with'/><title type='text'>Enviromental Art!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_o3qQxFRFI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bbajTJdkofo/s1600-h/joejodyman+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186519120065414226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_o3qQxFRFI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bbajTJdkofo/s320/joejodyman+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes there is just enough time in the day for a short walk, and if you're like me a nice stroll in the local wood is just enough. Its a nice way to "get in a bit of air" as my grandfather would have said! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so aware of the lack of daily exercise my children get - compared to my own childhood which consisted of long walks to school, fast spurts of chasing at playtime, and long afternoons of running, cycling or skipping... compared with todays sedentary inclinations of our children (faster traffic and fear playing a part in that)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when you're on a short walk why not set them a task, increase the activity in a fun way. One brilliant way to do this, and to encourage them to use their imagination and creativity is to set them the task to create art within the environment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give them a start by suggesting a theme, maybe a spiral or a star, and watch them run along collecting bits and pieces, as you stroll leisurely by... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186513721291523122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_oywAxFRDI/AAAAAAAAADo/gDhBJL-j2O4/s320/22lovely.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This can be done by a solitary child or by a group and can be called upon at the drop of a hat when needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5024422018431844006-6988118233060091155?l=dandelionsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/6988118233060091155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5024422018431844006&amp;postID=6988118233060091155&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/6988118233060091155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/6988118233060091155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/enviromental-art.html' title='Enviromental Art!'/><author><name>dandelionsongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04841050666419417028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_o3qQxFRFI/AAAAAAAAAD4/bbajTJdkofo/s72-c/joejodyman+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5024422018431844006.post-2821721409201839433</id><published>2008-04-01T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T09:38:20.662-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which there was nothing to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the children learned a skill'/><title type='text'>Butter me up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_JL2AxFQ-I/AAAAAAAAADA/NFzx1lMDRek/s1600-h/buttermary.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184289512347747298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_JL2AxFQ-I/AAAAAAAAADA/NFzx1lMDRek/s400/buttermary.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Making butter with children is great because its quick (for some), energetic, and they can feel very satisfied with the results. Its also something that once they learn, they never forget and it can be called upon whenever needed, or whenever they utter those three little words "I-am-bored" which make every mothers brain fizzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grab a few clean &lt;strong&gt;jars&lt;/strong&gt;, a &lt;strong&gt;sieve&lt;/strong&gt; (or muslin if you have it) and some &lt;strong&gt;double cream&lt;/strong&gt; and you are good to go. Outside or in, upstairs or down, even in the car! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its so simple - Cream in the jar, lid tight, shake shake shake...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184289508052779986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_JL1wxFQ9I/AAAAAAAAAC4/lIzOgzQ0YXA/s400/butter1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;You can tell them the 3 stages of butter so they can feel in charge of the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) it will go from creamy slooshing to solid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) it will feel like you are shaking nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) you will hear slooshing noises again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When they hear the 3rd stage, tell them to look and see is there yellow butter in the jar. Cream or white is not butter! Any buttercup will tell you that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184379680891159538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_Kd2gxFQ_I/AAAAAAAAADI/8wgEtd5a3m8/s320/butter2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When the butter is present, get them to tip it onto a sieve or into some muslin and allow any milk to run off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184287815835665330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_JKTQxFQ7I/AAAAAAAAACo/_Np0hqQZjJ4/s320/DSCF4562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184379685186126866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_Kd2wxFRBI/AAAAAAAAADY/wxUaEE9h-og/s320/butter6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184379689481094178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_Kd3AxFRCI/AAAAAAAAADg/Y0Au24BuQjc/s320/butter7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mash with whatever flavourings you have handy... garlic or chili or both, salt and pepper, whatever you like - blitz in a mini chopper or processor and mash through the freshly made butter. Wrap in parchment and refridgerate until they are hungry... Funny how bread and butter sandwiches aren't snubbed when the butter has been made themselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184379680891159554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_Kd2gxFRAI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gwTZF4pDSYE/s320/butter4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5024422018431844006-2821721409201839433?l=dandelionsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/2821721409201839433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5024422018431844006&amp;postID=2821721409201839433&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/2821721409201839433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/2821721409201839433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/2008/04/butter-me-up.html' title='Butter me up!'/><author><name>dandelionsongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04841050666419417028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_JL2AxFQ-I/AAAAAAAAADA/NFzx1lMDRek/s72-c/buttermary.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5024422018431844006.post-4715767865351460752</id><published>2008-03-31T13:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T03:45:39.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In which the children celebrated'/><title type='text'>Easter Fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_FRkQxFQ6I/AAAAAAAAACg/dQzLkPCDthI/s1600-h/egg9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184014329498125218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_FRkQxFQ6I/AAAAAAAAACg/dQzLkPCDthI/s320/egg9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start off with some Easter fun. This is something that is perfect for those rainy spring days when everyone is climbing the walls. Or. Just for the fun of it! Make sure you invite some friends over and pool your resources. All you need is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;eggs&lt;/span&gt; to go round. I would suggest more than one each, as these are so quick to do everyone wants to do more than one, I find. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Pipe cleaners, &lt;/span&gt;a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;pin&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;toothpick&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;and some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;paint&lt;/span&gt;. We use a variety of whatever's in the cupboard, but, we LOVE the metallic paint that the Early Learning Centre do. It gives the finished egg a gorgeous lustre, and the paint doesn't get mucky when it gets mixed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_FRZwxFQ5I/AAAAAAAAACY/GLNd6cCReq4/s1600-h/egg1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184014149109498770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_FRZwxFQ5I/AAAAAAAAACY/GLNd6cCReq4/s320/egg1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, first, pierce the egg with a pin, both ends. Push in your toothpick and jiggle it about to break up the yolk. Then BLOW the insides out into a bowl. This gets lots of laughs let me tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_FRTQxFQ4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/QrKklOLel48/s1600-h/egg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184014037440349058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_FRTQxFQ4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/QrKklOLel48/s320/egg2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next bit is tricky, but using pipecleaners makes it a bit easier. Push it straight through from one end to the other. Bend up the bottom bit so it doesn't slip out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_FRNQxFQ3I/AAAAAAAAACI/4PXQKxSbCVM/s1600-h/egg3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184013934361133938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_FRNQxFQ3I/AAAAAAAAACI/4PXQKxSbCVM/s320/egg3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then get painting! The pipecleaner is also good for holding the egg while you paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_FREwxFQ2I/AAAAAAAAACA/wlHaESECbKg/s1600-h/egg4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184013788332245858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_FREwxFQ2I/AAAAAAAAACA/wlHaESECbKg/s320/egg4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_FQ8gxFQ1I/AAAAAAAAAB4/hyyENfPYVHs/s1600-h/egg5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184013646598325074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_FQ8gxFQ1I/AAAAAAAAAB4/hyyENfPYVHs/s320/egg5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_FQcAxFQzI/AAAAAAAAABo/l3cKjGuL46M/s1600-h/egg7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184013088252576562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_FQcAxFQzI/AAAAAAAAABo/l3cKjGuL46M/s320/egg7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then bend the other end of the pipecleaner and hang them up somewhere safe to dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_FQTAxFQyI/AAAAAAAAABg/CXRd8Da4Qf4/s1600-h/egg6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184012933633753890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_FQTAxFQyI/AAAAAAAAABg/CXRd8Da4Qf4/s320/egg6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These eggs here have been given a first layer. You can then go back and give them more detail or colours when they dry. Just make sure you do light colours first! We also used some cute stickers which we got in an egg painting kit. They'll be peeled off after the second colour goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_FQHAxFQxI/AAAAAAAAABY/yer3HsiNBEY/s1600-h/egg8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184012727475323666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_FQHAxFQxI/AAAAAAAAABY/yer3HsiNBEY/s320/egg8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An Easter Tree is a gorgeous way to display your creations, and any other lovely finds you pick up. Over the years it is nice to build up a collection of eggs to take out each year. The blown eggs are very delicate, and I would recommend an egg box for storage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also recommend a yummy omlette for tea to use up all those eggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Posted by Ciara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5024422018431844006-4715767865351460752?l=dandelionsongs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/feeds/4715767865351460752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5024422018431844006&amp;postID=4715767865351460752&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/4715767865351460752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5024422018431844006/posts/default/4715767865351460752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandelionsongs.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-fun.html' title='Easter Fun.'/><author><name>dandelionsongs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04841050666419417028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9EHbYxaWfv8/R_FRkQxFQ6I/AAAAAAAAACg/dQzLkPCDthI/s72-c/egg9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
