Monday, June 27, 2011
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Monday, June 20, 2011
Friday, June 17, 2011
All in all, it may be my favorite thing I've ever done. The blue color, the distressed corners, the strip of lighter blue, and the fact that the inside was so pristine that I actually have my belongings in it.
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Thanks to a tip from a friend, I downloaded Google Chrome and amazingly(that was sarcastic) Google's own search engine works much better with blogger, which is owned by Google.
So now all my blogging and commenting issues have been resolved. Yay! And I can post more regularly, hopefully daily again.
Well then Nora got too big for her toddler bed. No, I didn't cry this time like I did with moving her out of a crib. It didn't seem as bad. I don't know why.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
No really, it is!
Don't tell Nora, but it's celery, spinach, almond milk and a banana and frozen strawberries.
It was quite good.
No really, it was!
And when she was all done she said,"Mmmm. Yummy in my tummy."
And then she hugged my leg and said, "Thank you Mom!"
If you don't believe me, ask Kate. She was there and witnessed the whole thing!
True story people.
And a treat for yoU!
Things my children have said this week:
Anne Marie upon seeing something in Nora's nose. "Mom! Nora has meat in her nose!!!!"
Not meat. Just a really large boogey.
My sister and I had picked up a friend's little boy for a play date. We had to stop at the store so Maile could run in. While sitting in the car, the friend's little boy pointed at the flag flying above the building and said to Keaton and Henry:
"Look guys! You see that flag? Those stars stand for all of our states."
To which Henry replied,"And you see those stripes? Those stand for chicken!!!! ha ha ha ha"
Did I mention they're the same age?
It reminded me of the movie Parenthood. Steve Martin's 3 year old niece is solving some sort of math problem while his own 3 year old son puts a bucket on his head and runs into the wall repeatedly.
Yeah. It kind of felt like that.
But at least Nora will drink green smoothies. Right?
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
The first was work less. That's always number One. I don't remember most of the others, but the one that really stuck out to me was that they wished they had just gone for it and lived their dreams.
The whimsical, dreamy part of me said, "right on! We should live our dreams!" The practical side of me said, but what if our dreams would be nightmares for our spouses or children?
Do we need to find a shared dream in order to live out any dreams? And can that be so difficult sometimes that we just end up living our regular old lives?
Are regular ol lives the dreams for some people? Maybe jet setters and people who have to travel all the time would love to do nothing but sit at home.
My honest to goodness dream is to live in a big, old house. With a front porch and plantation shutters. With fruit trees and meadows and a little stream. It would be to have a huge garden that we ate from all summer and canned from in late summer. It would be to teach my children at home and have them not hate me for it, or end up hating myself. It would be to have chickens and no television and no texting. Oh, and the ocean would be the backdrop. Basically, I would be Anne of Green Gables, or really Anne of the Island when she is Anne Blythe and has 7 children running around.
I would also be happy with a little cottage, 3 to a bedroom if we had to, with all the same things listed above but in England or France. Europe in general would be acceptable to me.
I am just craving some simplicity and that feels impossible here. My life is what it is and I love it with all it's craziness. But I dream of barefoot children running through meadows who never once ask to play their DS or watch tv because there is none of that.
I wish I had been able to put my finger on what I wanted back when they were little. I also wished I knew more about eating the way I do now and had started my children on whole grains 13 years ago so that I didn't have to listen to, "I like white bread better!!!"
I just don't want dreams to turn into regrets. But I'm also pretty sure my husbands dreams would include restoring old cars and racing hot rods or something. I can't imagine that lined up with my life of being transported back to the 1890's.
But my dreams are still there, I haven't given up on them. I just have to fine tune them a little so they work with my life and family.
Oh, and I'm waiting for the ship that's coming in to bank roll my life of "simplicity".
And just for you viewing pleasure, a slide show of my dreams:
Can you imagine all the food I could can?
If I woke up to this every morning, I promise I wouldn't ever be grumpy!!!
Also a place I want to live in til I die.
American camp in the San Juan Islands. Minus all the soldiers but full of ocean views and seabreezes blowing.
And if you're dreaming REALLY big, shoot for something like the Breakers in Newport, RI. It's the former home of the Vanderbilt family. We've toured it a few times, and I can honestly say I would be happy living there:)
And please don't get me wrong, I love my house, I love my life. But don't we all wish for something a little different occasionally? Something a little more dream like and a little less suburban like? Anyone?
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
And Nora,not to be outdone, inadvertantly stood on the power strip and shut the power down while watching me blog.
In my effort to get her away from the power strip, she tripped and fell backwards. Which of course caused much wailing and the need to sit on my lap.
So I ended up with Henry behind me.
And Nora in front of me.
And actually at this moment, they are now both on my lap, play fighting with their stuffed animals. I would share a picture, but I have no appendages available to work a camera.
SO it's short and sweet today, because, well, I guess I'm needed elsewhere as is evident by their need to be permanently attached to me today.
Happy Tuesday everyone!
Friday, June 3, 2011
So in the interim between blogger working again, I had some projects in my head that I had been wanting to get done.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
The competition is so fierce that if you're lucky you will volunteer time and time again and FINALLY get to go on a 2 hour walking field trip to the local library.
Or you will volunteer time and time again and FINALLY get to go to see African Cats.(super awesome by the way, highly recommend it).
But as your children get older, and head into middle school on up, suddenly you are receiving emails like this:
"Dear Parents-We do not have enough chaperones for the following field trips.....We could REALLY use your help!"
That has never happened when my kids are in elementary school. I don't know if more parents go back to work when their kids are older, or if they're just not to keen on chaperoning a bunch of 13 year olds. I however love it, and jumped at the chance. Well, 3 chances.
One of the only pictures I got from the 3 field trips I took-2 with Kate to the arboretum and water/sewer treatment plant, and from my trip with Julia to the Seattle Science center was the following:
They actually make kids do homework on their field trips nowadays. Dumb. Wait, I mean, I don't understand that at all. And I'm sure they have a reason for it. But it felt dumb.
So while my field trips with charlie and Anne Marie were short, I met my quota of going on one field trip per year per child. Because the last thing I can have is children who remember that one year where I didn't make to at least one field trip.
What field trips were you blessed enough to go on this year?