skip to main
|
skip to sidebar
Sandy Feet
Living and Unschooling in New England
Monday, November 05, 2007
The Youngest Boy
He is a barrel of conflicting emotions and expressions. You can never know exactly what's going to emerge, but he is free with his smiles.
The Oldest Boy
What I love about this photo is the soulfulness of his gaze. I often wonder if he is looking at me or if he is lost in his own thoughts.
The Middle Boy
He is sweet and sensitive. Sometimes temperamental, but he bounces back well. He always seems to know when someone needs a hug.
Newer Posts
Older Posts
Home
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
Blog Archive
►
2009
(16)
►
October
(1)
►
September
(3)
►
July
(1)
►
April
(3)
►
March
(1)
►
February
(4)
►
January
(3)
►
2008
(75)
►
December
(5)
►
November
(8)
►
October
(3)
►
September
(4)
►
August
(2)
►
July
(4)
►
June
(2)
►
May
(1)
►
April
(1)
►
March
(8)
►
February
(15)
►
January
(22)
▼
2007
(5)
▼
November
(3)
The Youngest Boy
The Oldest Boy
The Middle Boy
►
May
(1)
►
March
(1)
►
2006
(2)
►
August
(2)
My Blog List
Sandra Dodd
Phoenix, and now Philadelphia
2 minutes ago
Confessions of a Pioneer Woman
Surefooted: A Visual Definition
1 day ago
From Skilled Hands
We’re Planting!
6 days ago
Blog of the Zombie Princess
My unschooler is interested in...
1 month ago
Unschool Days
Good-bye, Garden!
3 months ago
Be Here Now
Come Together
3 months ago
The New Unschooler
A New Blog!
10 months ago
Wistful Wanderlust
Transitions
1 year ago
Zenmomma's Garden
A Stitch in Time
1 year ago
CenterDownHome
Reply to anonymous commenter
2 years ago
Eclectically Yours,
The Non Blog
3 years ago
A Holiday for Families who Learn Everyday and Everywhere!!!
Books of note around the house
Shelfari: Book reviews on your book blog
We Like to go letterboxing
Letterbox site