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This post is from from my other blog here We had a bit of an adventure yesterday. Not the good kind. But before I go on, I’ll hasten to say that the baby is fine, and I’m okay, and all will be well.
Whew.
I seem to have contracted some kind of stomach bug or food poisoning. No one else in the family is sick (a good thing). I woke up early yesterday and the vomiting started right away, along with other kinds of g/i nastiness. When Scott got up and saw what kind of shape I was in, he called his office to say he’d be taking the day off. ...
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This post is from from my other blog here Beanie has a suggestion for what we should name the baby: Peccatoribus.
Me: “Um. Isn’t that Latin for ’sinners’?”
Bean: “Yup. But it’s got a nice ring to it, don’t you think?”
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This reminds me of three-year-old Jane’s first choice for Rose’s name, some ten years ago:
“Bloomingdales Abednego Peterson.”
(We lived in New York City at the time, remember.)
We went with her second choice instead. You’re welcome, Rose.
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This post is from from my other blog here I’m still missing some three hundred subscribers…if you’re reading this on the blog and wondering why my recent posts haven’t popped up in your feed reader, it probably means you’re among the people who were suddenly unsubscribed by my Feedburner snafu last week.
And I’m still hearing from readers whose IP addresses have been blocked from loading the site, for reasons neither I nor my hardworking web person can fathom. If you are one of those people, send me your IP address and we’ll get you unblocked. (But how will you know to do this, if you can’t load the blog ...
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This post is from from my other blog here Is that not the best title ever? I originally posted this picture book review in February, 2005. I’m reposting it now because this book is no longer in print, and I want you to grab it if you ever spot it in a library sale. (I believe you can still get it through the author’s website, too, and there’s even a version on CD which includes other stories and music. Note to self: remember this at Christmastime.)
It’s Not My Turn to Look for Grandma by April Halprin Wayland, illustrated by George Booth. George Booth!
 Dawn ...
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This post is from from my other blog here (New del.icio.us links appear in my sidebar daily, but I thought I’d round up the past week’s worth here in one post.)
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This post is from from my other blog here Another old Scots ballad I’ve been humming almost incessantly lately.
The water is wide,
I canna cross o’er.
Neither have I wings to fly.
Give me a boat that can carry two,
And both shall row,
my love and I.
A ship there is,
And she sails the sea.
She’s loaded deep as deep can be.
But not so deep
As the love I’m in…
I know not if I sink or swim.
I love these old songs so very much. This one goes way, way back, and has many variations, some Scottish, some English. The most common version, the one I’ve quoted above, goes on to tell a very sad tale of ...
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This post is from from my other blog here I’ve just discovered that over half of my subscribers have been unsubbed. I don’t know why or how, but there it is. If you wouldn’t mind resubbing, that would be ducky. Thanks so much.
Of course here again we have the problem of the people who need the message not being able to see the message. If any of you feel like spreading the news, I would really appreciate it!
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This post is from from my other blog here Well, in addition to the Mystery of the Blocked IPs, we now get to add the Mystery of the Wonky Feeds on Bloglines to this week’s blog drama. It seems some Bloglines users are finding that when they click through from my feed in their reader, they wind up at Old Bonny Glen (Typepad) instead of here at New Bonny Glen (Wordpress). As best I can figure, this is the result of my having accidentally and for two minutes only reconnected the Typepad blog to my Feedburner feed, which blunder I discovered immediately, because suddenly a six-month-old Typepad post (the ...
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This post is from from my other blog here If you are reading this in a reader but are unable to get the site to load when you click through, it means your IP address is suddenly being blocked for some mysterious reason. Email me your IP address and I’ll get you unblocked posthaste. (You can look up your IP address at http://whatismyip.com.)
Now: what to do about people who are being blocked but don’t subscribe to my feed, and therefore won’t have any way to see this message??? I sure hope they will send me a note to say they can’t get the site to load.
In the meantime, I’m ...
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This post is from from my other blog here Would it surprise you to hear that this was the declaration of my amiable thirteen-year-old daughter—about one of my favorite books—and her words delighted me?
Because what Jane meant, what she followed this adamant statement with, was that she wants me to read the rest of Sense and Sensibility to her, because she so enjoyed hearing the first two chapters read aloud this afternoon. I admit I’m a bit of a ham and I tackle the accents with immense relish. (Former drama major, what can I say?)
She hasn’t read any Jane Austen yet (I think she tried Pride and Prejudice a ...
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This post is from from my other blog here This is one of those posts that makes no sense, because the people who could use the information are the very ones who won’t be able to see it. I’ve heard from a few readers that they have been unable to load Bonny Glen for the past few weeks. I’m working on discovering and solving the problem, but in the meantime, if you do see this post and know anyone who is having trouble, here’s a temporary solution you could share (and I’d be ever so grateful):
Try this link instead: http://feeds.feedburner.com/bonnyglen
That should load my blog’s feed, which is a stripped-down, ...
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This post is from from my other blog here At Chicken Spaghetti!
Edited: Did I say July? See what happens when you get up too early?
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This post is from from my other blog here Today was the Solemnity of the Assumption, a holy day for us. We went to the 9 a.m. Mass at the chapel of a local nursing home run by Carmelite sisters. The kids and I sat in the last row, but the boy grew too noisy, and I had to take the two little ones out to the lobby. By “too noisy” I mean he’s in this phase where his favorite favorite thing is to ruff-ruff like a puppy. There we were in this tiny little chapel full of nuns and elderly people, and my son was barking. During the ...
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This post is from from my other blog here Today was the Solemnity of the Assumption, a holy day for us. We
went to the 9 a.m. Mass at the chapel of a local nursing home run by
Carmelite sisters. The kids and I sat in the last row, but the boy grew
too noisy, and I had to take the two little ones out to the lobby. By
"too noisy" I mean he's in this phase where his favorite favorite thing
is to ruff-ruff like a puppy. There we were in this tiny little chapel
full of nuns and elderly people, and my son was barking. During the
homily. Embarrassing much? You could say that.
So ...
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This post is from from my other blog here Genevieve asked:
Okay.. maybe this is a silly question but how do go
about learning about plants? We are surrounded by some beautifully
landscaped areas but I have no clue how to start. The Peterson’s and
Golden Guides are for “wild plants”. I seem to in the mood of firing
off questions at your blog, Lissa. 
Not a silly question at all. Great question. I'm sure others will have lots of advice here, so please chime in, folks.
My best advice is to start with a good nursery in your area.
Spend some time just browsing the aisles, especially looking out for
plants you've seen in your neighborhood ...
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This post is from from my other blog here Genevieve asked:
Okay.. maybe this is a silly question but how do go about learning about plants? We are surrounded by some beautifully landscaped areas but I have no clue how to start. The Peterson’s and Golden Guides are for “wild plants”. I seem to in the mood of firing off questions at your blog, Lissa. 
Not a silly question at all. Great question. I’m sure others will have lots of advice here, so please chime in, folks.
My best advice is to start with a good nursery in your area. Spend some time just browsing the aisles, especially looking out for ...
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This post is from from my other blog here Things I noticed the kids reading yesterday:
Jane—Fabre’s Book of Insects. Classic living book of essays about, surprise, insects. Jean Henri Fabre wrote a number of excellent books on insects and animals. Here are some you can peek at at Google Books.
Rose—Ace, the Very Important Pig. A chuckler by one of her favorite authors, Dick King-Smith. (He also wrote Babe. Matter of fact, Ace is Babe’s great-grandpiglet.)
Beanie—Stephen Kellogg’s Johnny Appleseed. Delightful art, and who doesn’t love this story? Stephen Kellogg’s art can be quite busy, which in my experience tends to overwhelm very young children (three or four years old) but is captivating for six- and seven-year-olds.
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This post is from from my other blog here Originally published in Februrary 2005.
It’s been a rough morning. Our wagon tipped over while fording a river, and we lost fifty pounds of salt pork and our only shotgun. Then Rose took sick—cholera, we think—and died before we could do anything about it.
My girls are undaunted by this stunning double tragedy. They push on across the prairie, estimating the number of miles to the next fort. Maybe we can trade our mule for a new gun.
“At least we still have the fishing pole,” says Rose. She seems to have accepted her own death gracefully.
“I don’t like wattlesnakes,” announces Beanie.
Jane cracks ...
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This post is from from my other blog here A few remarks on things we’ve read or are reading around here…
 What Makes a Raphael a Raphael by Richard Muhlberger. About ten years ago, I heard that the What Makes a… series was going out of print and I snapped up the five titles I could find. I think they’ve since been reissued with new covers, so they’re not all lost and gone as I feared they would be. But I’m glad I made the purchase way back then. We love these books. They are slim paperbacks will full-color reproductions of paintings, many paintings, by the ...
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This post is from from my other blog here My friend Jordan’s friend Lynne Schreiber could use your help:
I am writing an article for Better Homes and Gardens about making New Year’s resolutions with your kids and as a family. If you know anyone who does this with their kid or kids or as a family, please let me know. I have tons of experts who can speak to this matter but I need real people, too. Thank you!
Is this a family tradition for you? If so, Lynne would like to hear your story. She can be reached at lynne (at) lynneschreiber (dot) com, or visit her website.
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This post is from from my other blog here Beanie’s first words to me this morning:
“Mom, a fact just blundered into my mind.”
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This post is from from my other blog here Originally published in November, 2005 as “The Purple Cow Hula-Hooped Boisterously.”
This is a game we played in the car yesterday, all the way to town and back. I assigned each of the girls a part of speech: noun, verb, adjective, adverb (one girl had to take two parts in each round). From there it went something like this:
Me: Miss Noun, what is it?
Beanie: A giraffe!
Me: Miss Adjective, what kind of giraffe?
Jane: A hungry giraffe.
Me: Miss Verb, what did the hungry giraffe do?
Rose: It bounced!
Me: Miss Adverb, how did the hungry giraffe bounce?
Jane: Enthusiastically!
All together: THE HUNGRY GIRAFFE BOUNCED ENTHUSIASTICALLY!
Wonderboy: Huh?
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This post is from from my other blog here Updated to add this link to our family’s running list.
 At The Common Room I learned about the 100 Species Challenge, the brainchild of scsours over at xanga. The idea, sparked by a quote about how few people can name a hundred plant species in their own neighborhood, is to become the exception to that observation by learning to identify the flora of your own surroundings.
Back in Virginia, we could have filled up our list right quick! But here in San Diego, as I’ve mentioned before, a good many of the plants are new to us. No longer can I dazzle ...
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This post is from from my other blog here Well of course I had to pull the green bag poem out of the comments for Poetry Friday this week.
If you missed the beginning of the conversation, a commenter referred to my “great green bag,” which sounded so much like Goodnight Moon’s “great green room” that I couldn’t resist a bit of spoofery:
In the great green bag
There was a cellular phone
And a box of mints
And fifty-two cents
And seven receipts
And a package of treats
And a stray Life Saver all alone
And diapers and wipes
And what’s that? Oh cripes!
The remnants, now mush,
Of things from that bush…
Some kind of berry
Stains like a cherry
My keys ...
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This post is from from my other blog here I’m updating the links (and lost images) for the day planner series I ran at Lilting House two years ago (with a follow-up last summer). My readers are a planner-loving crowd, because those were some of my most popular posts ever. All the Lilting House links are dead now, and it took me a while to update the links. “Image not available” is still showing up in some of the posts, but I’m slowly replacing them. When I imported Lilting House to Bonny Glen, images did not transfer. (A giant pain in the neck.)
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This post is from from my other blog here People are sharing their Costco (and Sam’s) shopping lists in the comments. Care to add yours? I am learning a lot. Am also getting hungry.
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This post is from from my other blog here I wrote this for my daily notes blog but halfway through decided I wanted to ask the Costco question here so am sticking it here instead. Forgive the chatty blah blah and lazy writing.
Really nice day, though at the outset I thought it was going to be too busy. Turned out to be productive (in the a.m.) and mellow (in the p.m.).
Piano classes first thing. Rose was deeply troubled by a back tooth about to come out, afraid it would fall out during class and there’s no bathroom right there and what would she do?? I told her she could ...
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This post is from from my other blog here Excerpted from a Lilting House post I wrote in July 2006.
(Updated with suggestions for wee ones in the comments.)
Here is a list of Some Particularly Cool Stuff My Kids and I Have Learned a Ton From or Just Plain Had a Good Time With:
Settlers of Catan , the board game. Jane got this for Christmas last year. We’ve been obsessed ever since. Except when our friends hijack it and keep it for weeks because it is that great a game.
Signing Time DVDs. Catchy songs, immensely useful vocabulary in American Sign Language. I trumpet these wherever I go. We talk about Rachel ...
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This post is from from my other blog here I already put this Blue Yonder post in my Google Shared Items, but I know from my stat counter that only about a dozen of you will click through, and this post is waaaay too funny to be missed: Purple Daze.
“I want you to know that my house stinks. It stinks really badly. It stinks like a man from Tyre.”
We took our own little purple dye rabbit trail once, but I wasn’t ambitious enough to promise a tie-dyeing session of our own. (This is possibly a case of the shoemaker’s children going barefoot. Goodness knows I wrote enough natural dyes ...
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This post is from from my other blog here Originally posted March 28, 2005
 Yesterday my kids pulled out a CD we used to listen to all the time: the soundtrack to Snoopy: The Musical . This was a play I loved as a teenager, when it was performed by some friends at a different high school. I had a crackly tape recording of a dress rehearsal which my sisters and I listened to ad nauseum. We had, after all, outgrown the soundtrack to Annie by then, and I had yet to discover the melodramatic satisfaction that is Les Miz.
So when Jane was five or six and I, for no particular ...
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This post is from from my other blog here Why, none other than our pal Theresa of LaPaz Home Learning:
Homeschooling: Alaskan Family Shares on Blog
This family is all about exploring - from making their own nets to catch wildlife for study to traveling around the United States and Canada, rediscovering the beauty of North America. They use technology, including a digital camera and the Internet, but they also use a lot of old-fashioned, low-tech methods - notebooks and journals to record their observations, complete with impressive, hand-drawn illustrations. In this way, they can capture images of the gorgeous flora and fauna they are studying, and also produce original educational resources in the process.
It’s a ...
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This post is from from my other blog here  So I copped to having kind of a thing for bags, and I promised some pictures.
This is the first bag I wrote about, the pretty little summer bag made by Heather of Beauty That Moves.
Heather’s photo is prettier (petunias!), but this is the bag’s regular spot now, hanging from our front door. (When I’m at home, I mean.)
(Boy do I need to wipe down that doorjamb.)
Moments after I snapped that picture, I caught a pickpocket in the act. Crime scene photo is blurry because the culprit moves fast.
Caught ...
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This post is from from my other blog here All right, all right, I’ll post a picture of the Green Bag tomorrow. Can’t tonight because my camera’s out there and I’m in here.
In the meantime, feast your eyes on this shot by my pal Kristen “Hey, Joss Whedon! Yay!” Rutherford. Does she not take the best photos?
Some of you will not be seeing this post for a few days, due to that browser glitch we discussed a while back. I mention it now only as a reminder: if your browser is afflicted by the glitch, you can get around it ...
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This post is from from my other blog here Funny story. I went out into the lobby to unpack all the paper wadding from the new bag so I could put my own stuff inside it. (Clerk: “Do you want a bag for your bag?” Me: “This IS a bag for my bag!”) I knelt against a wall, as many other con-goers were doing, resting their tired feet, and commenced setting up housekeeping in the loverly new bag. A guy leaning against the wall nearby complimented me on my purchase, particularly on its lime green hue. I thanked him and said I’d been torn between the green one and ...
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