We're learning about France now. When I think of France, I think Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, etc. But, before France was France, the land was still inhabited.
We got a couple of library books about the ancient Lascaux Cave that was discovered in France.
And one morning while the girls were playing, I transformed the school room into a cavern so each of them could try their hand at cave painting.
We ended up switching Katie's paper to the other side, because the underside of her table was too bumpy.
I printed "how to draw a mastodon" and "how to draw a horse" from Art Projects For Kids for suggested guidance, but the girls were free to do their own thing.
We only used 4 colors, since cave people would not have had access to the whole Crayola assortment, having to make their own paints. "Couldn't we squish up some plants and make green, Mom?"
We learned about cave ecosystems, too, and talked about what senses would be the most helpful when spelunking. Now I want to take them on a field trip to a cave.
Grumman thought the whole thing was very weird.
Poor Grumman. (Brianna is stacking pencils on him.) It's been a rough week.
The interloper (in his mind, anyway) is still here. I've taken to calling her Jingle about half the time, as she's now sporting a bell on a hair elastic. I may be projecting, but I feel like Grumman appreciates being able to hear where she is. He keeps a suspicious eye on her.
Learning about France means watching Ratatouille and Madeline, right? (In my defense, we also watched a travel documentary, with some of the Parisian sights.)
12 weeks after putting up the first flag in Grumman's space, I finally got smart enough to move them out of his space (the "window" sill between the school room and the stairs) and onto a less Grumman friendly space. They give the school room a little bit of a "United Nations" vibe, and they help us remember the places we've studied.
Next week, hopefully we'll do some French cooking.