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Mini Van Feed

The munchkin graduated from kindergarten last night. There was a potluck, a slide show, singing and a small ceremony in Mrs. Cooper’s classroom.  

Mrs. X*, the teacher assistant, was the one who gave Van his diploma and he could not have been happier. 


This is him skipping back to his seat. 



Here is a link to the class’s rendition of “We’re Movin’ on up to the First Grade”, sung to the tune of the Jefferson’s theme song.



This is him with the goods.


*I told Mrs. X how much Van really loved having her as a teacher assistant. I also may have mentioned how intently he asks to be dropped off at her carpool station. She told me that there was another boy in kindergarten that loves her too. She said that he is constantly asking her to tie his shoe laces. She will tie them, they will quickly become undone, she said she says to him, “Whatareya Houdini?!” She said he just looks at her deadpan and replies, “Yes.” She totally has their number.

**I guess this is a good a place as any to post an update to the SpongeBob fruit snack photoshoot. I tweeted a url to the aforementioned post. A photographer I follow (who has many many followers), retweeted the url:

RT @nanobroyles: Ever been woken up in the middle of a photo shoot? (awesome, sometimes I dream about lighting).”

I am not sure this person fully understood that the SpongeBob fruit snacks were not actually professionally lit. Since I am turning into web nerd, I check the stats and see that Van’s picture has been viewed around 90x (that is A LOT for this blog). I explain this news to him the best I can and I think he gets it because he looks excited. And then it dawns on me that I have just set myself to wake up to more mornings with food carefully arranged on my arms.


Aunt Sue Sketches in China

aunt sue sketches

You can see the watercolors here: http://www.tregay.com/ItalyF.htm

Van in Local Paper Among Cast of Characters


9th Annual Ettrick Celtic Festival and Weekend

This weekend Van and I drove up to Matoaca, Virginia to meet my mom and her husband, David at his old family house for Mother’s Day. It happened to be the same weekend that David’s cousin, John McEwan, was hosting the 9th Annual Ettrick Celtic Festival on his farm about a mile away.

Celtic Festival May 9

My mom had mentioned bagpipers and kilts, but failed to mention the rest of the billing:

St. Andrew’s Legion Pipes and Drums
Scottish Clans
Willys Jeeps – car show and Willys memorabilia
WWII Displays
Native American Display
Fire Fighters’ Memorabilia
Historical Displays, Civic groups
Civil War Re-enactors
Farm Animals
Haley’s Honey

I think the best way to get the full experience here, is to probably just share some pictures.


John McEwan’s Farm

100_3994St. Andrew’s Legion Pipes and Drums

Celtic Bunch

Clan McEwan and Co.

Van and JeepsWilly’s Jeeps

100_4029It felt a bit like M*A*S*H for a while, if M*A*S*H were on a farm

They will come to your school and do a PowerPoint presentation on the history of the Buffalo Soldiers if you wish

Buffalo Soldier decendents who will come to your school and give a PowerPoint presentation on the history of the Buffalo Soldiers  

(dressed in period clothing, the word PowerPoint just sounded weird…

Me: “Oooh, PowerPoint!” It didn’t even register.)

100_4014A very sweet Native American who made Van a dream catcher to ward off bad dreams

100_4019Native American Display

I couldn’t imagine what could possibly bring this diverse group of people together for a smallish festival on a farm, kind of in the middle of nowhere. But then Van and I saw this collection of items that John McEwan had found on his farm. They include arrowheads, remnants of Native American pipes, Civil War bullets, buttons and coins and even some pottery that was made by an old college nearby. Add Scottish ancestry and there you have it.


After the festival, the Clan McEwan all headed down to their place on the river. On the road you take to get to down to the river, you pass a field on your right. I am always totally intrigued because the guy that owns the property is a little cooky, and always has these little mini sculptures made out of wood and net and metal to ward off aliens (that’s right, aliens).  Usually the field is covered in them, but today, it was a small subset. 


And here is a picture of Van down by the river.


One last note. I know that Matoaca is not on the cutting edge as far as restaurants go, and I understand that there are limited options, but I would like to say that no one, not ever, will talk me into going to a Cracker Barrel at 9:45 am on a Sunday that is Mother’s Day. 

Update: Van in the paper:http://villagenewsonline.net/artman2/publish/Community/Great_Times_at_Ettrick_Celtic_Festival052009.shtml