Sunday, December 24, 2006
Friday, December 22, 2006
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
I thought it was time to insert a little reality into this little blog. It has been looking a little syrupy around here lately, so I thought you should see the food stuck to the face of a man poised to wipe.....who has not even pulled down his pants because he really has no idea what he is doing.
He is nothing if not enthusiastic. He wants to keep the alphabets from the fridge in the potty, and he must fill a teapot with water whenever there is water in the bathtub and fill this potty because that is the way he thinks it should be.
Further proving that he is his father's son, yesterday I found him in this very spot flipping through The Economist. Pants up, of course.
Monday, December 18, 2006
The children are nestled all snug in their beds and our house smells like chocolate and incense.
Saturday, December 16, 2006
I need to make a list of all the things that need to be done this week, but I must say that I have enjoyed the Christmas "process". I'm ready to clear away all the supplies and bask in the glow of the lights, but I still have thirty five cards to make, parmesan black pepper biscotti to bake, a package to mail to Massachusetts on monday, cookies to bake, another little tree to decorate with all white ornaments, twelve squares of the checkers set to sew down, and packages to wrap.
Friday, December 15, 2006
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Sunday, December 10, 2006
We took Miss Ella to the Nutcracker at the local university this weekend. Her ballet teacher was dancing, and now she has a whole new vision of that woman; Sarah is a real ballerina. I was quite impressed by the performance. Ella and Emily were both completely caught up in the magical story, and both loved walking down to watch the musicians in the orchestra before the performance and during the intermission. Ella took Sarah a bouquet at the stage door but was fairly awestruck by seeing her in the full makeup.
Granny and Grampy were here for the weekend, and this morning Ella staged Dolly's fifth birthday party during breakfast. (Dolly is, ahem, a doll) She had five candles in a pumpkin pancake, and she sat at the table wearing a paper hat.
Last night was the third annual building of the gingerbread house. I'm so happy she is finally making shingles.
Friday, December 08, 2006
This little guy is so easy that a four year old can make them! Paint a peanut white with a few drops of glue in a tablespoon of white paint. Roll in salt or sugar. Tie on some yarn. The hat is felt or construction paper. I made the carrot out of a rubber band, but paper would be fine. A safety pin on the back of the scarf makes it into a pin, or it would be a sweet tree ornament.
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
The woodpeckers were at it again today. Life in a wooden house isn't always quiet. Ella was a bear today. She wanted to make 22 clothespin dolls for her class tomorrow..or a trillion million. I'm feeling a little beaten down by it all lately, the toys on the floor, the request to be a vegetarian who eats fried chicken, and the best quote of all from yesterday, "Do you know how much my mom hates plastic?" I know, she is five. No filters.
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
When I have two or three nerves left I like to make a little something. This is the sleeve of a felted fisherman sweater and a black sock.
I've been trying to wean John, and he is fighting the good fight. He stomps his little feet in a rage. He also trys throwing food, or, if we are in the grocery store, groceries. Giving up nursing means giving up the five minutes of peace in the afternoon. During the day he will take snacks and whole milk, but at night I have much less willpower. I'd sell my soul for the little bit of sleep I do get, so when he wakes up in the middle of the night I tuck him into my bed and get back to the business of sleeping. The hours between midnight and six am are not functional ones for me.