Lydia, Oh Lydia

Lydia is never one to sit back and watch life pass her by.  She is always dreaming up some sort of project, science experiment or other mother-maddening mess which she desires to implement.  If the project involves water or dye, all the better.

Lydia recently made her own printing press.  She wrote and drew pictures on copy paper, then sprayed them with water, then "ironed" them with an old iron (I didn't allow her to plug it in).  Next, she hung the wet papers over the wrought iron blanket rack in our family room to dry.

Several years ago, I bought an old puzzle booklet at the yard sale of a retiring teacher.  Lydia  found the puzzle booklet a few days ago in our school room coloring book box.  I guess she enjoyed it so much, that she decided she should send away for a subscription to the now defunct magazine.  No matter.  Lydia found the little "how to subscribe" box on the front inside cover of the booklet, cut out the form and filled out the necessary information.  She then put her one and only $1 bill along with the form inside an envelope.

She addressed the envelope with the "send to" address listed.  BTW--I didn't teach her how to address envelopes, she figured it out by herself (she may still need a few pointers on the finer details).  And to think I was so concerned about teaching this skill when I first started to homeschool.  Lydia also put her own return address label and a stamp in the appropriate places on the envelope and then asked me to mail it for her.

When I told her that the magazine no longer existed, she was only slightly put out.  She was already off to begin the next project that her imagination had conjured up.  Lydia, oh Lydia.  You wear me out.