Dec-11-2009-004

Playing “Little House”

We played Little House in the Big Woods twice this week.

Wednesday was unintentional. We had a blizzard and were looking forward to snuggling up and maybe baking when the power went out for the day. We lit candles and cooked on the grill and warmed up by the propane stove instead. We played with fire a bit to show how dangerous candles could be. It was fun, but it did get to be a LONG day. Cold too. Thankfully, the power came back on by the time it was time make supper.

Today (the day before our trip) I finally made time to make Molasses Candy with Aviana. She knew just what to do, having listened to the books so many times, but I double checked on line.

In a fresh pan of snow, drizzle 1 cup of brown sugar and 1 cup molasses that you have boiled to the hard-ball stage.


Make all manner of curliques and squiggles.

Taste thoughtfully.
It was NOT good.
Not good at all.
It was fun though!
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Dec-07-2009-001

Snow Day

This smattering of snow is just a warm-up (hee, hee) for the big storm they’re predicting for tomorrow night. When you’re a kid though, you’re thrilled with any bit of snow!
The girls, too excited to even get dressed, dashed out in their pajamas, and baby brother was not far behind. He just didn’t know what he was in for.

We had oatmeal and hot cocoa for a snack, followed by some snorkeling in the Caribbean.
Because that only makes sense.

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Thanksgiving

This Thanksgiving I have so much to be thankful for.

I made my first turkey!
Of course, I got a lot of grief from my dad because, even though I searched high and low, and even went so far as to stick my hand inside the thing, I couldn’t find the giblets I knew were supposed to be in there. Apparently, I was searching the wrong end, and they got cooked. Ah well, no harm, no foul.

Sometimes, it’s hard to remember exactly how much I have to be thankful for. This harvest has been long. Very very long. Kevin has been working such long hours 6 1/2 days a week. Since August at least. I do not know how military wives, or wives whose husbands travel, do it; it’s exhausting to be on solo kid detail from the moment you get up until they go to bed at night. On top of his physical absence, he’s completely expended by the end of the day, and his mind is racing thinking of all he has yet to do, so he’s not even as emotionally present as he might be. Add to that my grandma’s month long passing and my parents being out of town, and the other emotional stresses in Kevin’s family, and this harvest has been eons long. Very very long.

We’re still not done with harvest, but at least the end is in sight. Yesterday was the first day I have not had to “deal” by myself for the whole day in I don’t even know how long. My parents were here for the entire day. I had no idea how depleted I really was until I had some physical and emotional support for the day.

And on to the point of this post. Spending the entire day with my parents.

My dad and I did not have a good relationship as I was growing up, to put it minimally.

I was raised by failed parents who were trying, the best they knew how, to overcome their upbringing by failed parents. I still am working through, and may always be, trying to triumph over, some of the repercussions of my raising. It interferes with my marriage, my parenting, my friendships, even to a certain extent, my relationship with my God. I walk in more freedom now than ever before, and I am confident I will continue to heal and God will continue to restore.

With our history, it has often been a challenge to get together with my dad. It’s too easy, even though we both don’t mean to, for us to fall into old patterns of interacting and old ways of reacting.

Yesterday though, was a gift from God. An absolute gift. I was able to see, completely, wholeheartedly and without a smidge of reservation, what a changed man my dad really is. I was able to see more than just a glimpse of the man God created him to be. I was able to see true peace, true reconciliation, true harmony.

I’ve always loved and looked up to my dad. I’m beyond thrilled to be able to adore him and admire him the way I’ve always longed of doing.

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Sep-03-2009-016

September through the years.

First day and some other September pictures for good measure.

September 2009
First day of MOMS group
AGGH–it’s too sunny Mama!


Still too sunny, and the baby is in no mood to play along

Well, at least no sun is in our eyes.
Let’s just take the baby out of the equation… Much better!
September 2008
First day of MOPS
No one was really in the mood to play along this day…


Except for him. He was all about the smiles.

How I wish they would have looked on the first day
I could have said this was the first day, you’d never know. But, see, I’m honest like that.
Here are some zebra outfits again. I do love me some zebra!

2007
First day of MOPS

Aaaaaaaand another zebra outfit.

2006

2005

2004

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Jul-22-2009-018

Once upon a time

there was an adorable little girl, and another little girl, and a little boy. They were so cute, their mama couldn’t resist taking their picture. Or kissing them. Other people couldn’t resist kissing them either. Or taking more pictures.


Sometimes they were silly and sat in funny places.



Sometimes they were curious and got very very dirty.

But they all came clean in the end.

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Jul-16-2009-009

Have you missed me?

I’ve missed you! I hate it when real life gets in the way of my virtual life *smiles wryly*.

So here’s what I’ve been doing the past several days:

Wed:: 6 kiddlets here
Thurs:: the same 6 kiddlets here and also, a headache and a chiro appointment

We’re doing a little science here. We traced their shadows incrementally throughout the day to observe how the earth rotates.

And really, my sister’s kids are heavier, but not by much…

Friday:: Clean up. Pack up. Make two false starts, and we are headed halfway across our great state for a wedding. I was a bride’s attendant to my best friend from seventh grade. Get lost. DON’T end up tense about it. (hip hip hooray!) Rehearsal. Rehearsal dinner.

Saturday:: Mimosas at 9 a.m.
Hair. Make up. Random errands. Helping. Aiding. Finally wedding worthy. Pictures.

Lighting the unity candle with her son.

You may kiss the bride!
Waiting to blow bubbles

On the way to the reception
The cake

The candle centerpieces
The sleepy head

The dorks
The cool couple
The adoring mama
Sunday:: Drove home and unpacked and took care of my girls who missed me. Put Kids 2 and 3 to bed with fevers.

Today::That sweet boy is ONE today! Buy a steal of a dollhouse from a guys who’s a friend of a friend. Toy store. Balloons. Birthday crowns. Birthday presents. Grocery. Ice cream. Popsicles. Fruit. Naps.

Ok, now you’re all caught up. Mostly.

And his sister turns FIVE tomorrow!

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