This happened a couple weeks ago. It filled my heart. We miss our friends so dearly!
07 March 2014
Both of my kids are often very happy helpers. I’m so thankful.
Lately N has been able to do more and more.
Shredding cheese in the food processor.
Feeding the baby. She does an excellent job.
And cleaning the floor.
She truly is such a blessing to me!
06 March 2014
Each evening between six and seven I am trying to get the house picked up, get the kids ready for bed, read to them and tuck them in.
But this is what my baby girl has being doing during that particular hour the majority of those past seven nights…
It’s not a pretty sight. And it’s not an easy hour. The most challenging hour of the day, for sure. Only so much Mama to go around…
05 March 2014
My first two babies grew up in dirt. And sand. And dust. And lots of it.
I too, grew up playing in dirt. My parents were building our home when I was a baby/toddler and my sister and I would sit on the ground and play with bugs while Mama and Daddy worked hard. I think we were happy and I think it made us healthy!
Lately I have been thinking how my third baby has grown up inside. With, like, No dirt. No sand. Little dust.
Not okay with me.
Today I got her up from her nap, dressed her in clothes out of the laundry basket, took her outside and sat her down in a patch of dirt.
Baby, meet dirt!
She was a wee bit confused at first, but she got the hang of it pretty quickly.
(She is in the grab-things-and-hand-them-to-people stage.)
Even having a taste..
Go for it babe! Eat up! (Right now you either think I’m a great Mom or a terrible one…)
By the way… her hair is not that red in real life… the photo processing I used makes it look more red than it is.)
Nom nom nom.
She’s the best. And I hope there’s a lot more dirt digging in her future now that spring is (maybe?!) coming our way. Although dirt means baths and frankly I’m not that into giving baths…
04 March 2014
I gave kisses and hugs (much less than the normal routine), turned on the CD player and headed toward the door…
“Mommy?” N called.
“You are da best Mommy ever.”
01 March 2014
Another good day.
Kids actually slept all night. This has been a problem during husband’s trips past. H told me this morning that he actually got up at 5am to tell me that his fingers hurt (?!) but on the way to my room he realized he didn’t want to loose the dime he would get if he didn’t wake me up. (Our current reward system). And that he didn’t want a grumpy Mommy. So he turned around and went back to bed.
All morning the kids played so happily together.
Here H is teaching N. And as you can see their spotless room didn’t last for long and their ‘two things out at a time’ rule didn’t even see a single day.
No big surprise.
And I don’t care.
Cause they were happy.
The afternoon we spent in the child care room on campus doing some cleaning. This grabby baby ate some playdough that she found. Ooops. Then later when I was putting the big kids in bed she may have consumed some chalk.
So in terms of the whole baby-not-eating-toxic-things parental responsibility, I kind of failed today. But she’s happy too, so that’s good right?
After dinner H told me “I wanna start doing chores.” He pulled up a stool to the sink and asked for instructions on how to wash the dishes.
Well okay then.
I showed him. He washed them. Glory!
And, at 8pm I had three kiddos in bed and I finally got to sit down and eat this. MMmmnnn.
28 February 2014
So my man flew out mid-day today for two and a half weeks in Africa. I was a bit emotional about it… life is just so good with him, I don’t like him to be gone. Especially to places that don’t have reputations for being particularly safe. But I’m fine. And he will be too.
I was a little discouraged because I felt so exhausted this afternoon only a few hours after he had left! He’ll be gone for such a long time, I’ve been thinking about it and scheduling things and making preparations and gearing up for a couple weeks now. So even though he just left half a day ago, I feel exhausted from getting myself (and the house) ready, not to mention getting him ready to go. And getting him ready to go always happens at the very last minute (do you know my husband?!) and that stresses me out, so that tires me too I think.
Anyway, he’s gone now. And I feel kinda sad about it. I just like him so much!
But, on a happy note, the kids were awesome today! We had lunch out with a friend and then played outside most of the afternoon while the baby slept. They were so happy outside playing with friends. While some kids were running around and riding bikes my little engineer boy had his bike upside down on the ground experimenting with all kinds of things to see what it could do. Putting things on the pedals, under the tires, on top of the tires, all kinds of things. For a long time he was there and I could just see his little brain working.
We came home about two minutes after the sun dipped down behind the mountains because it felt like the temperature dropped about twenty degrees! Brrr. They played in the hall, ate soup for dinner and then guess what?!!!
(This is the purpose, actually of the entire post, but I’m just now getting there…)
I turned Pandora on, said it was clean-up music and told them to clean up. Would they do it?! I didn’t know. But I needed to clean the kitchen so I was hoping they could take care of the living room at least a little. And they bustled their little selves around helping each pick up this and pick up that. Then their bedroom door closed. Several minutes later they emerged, triumphant and excited! I was requested to close my eyes and they led me in and their room was PERFECTLY cleaned up! I was so impressed and immediately rewarded their behavior with hugs and squeals and with five dimes each in their dime cups. As they were taking me around showing me the various things they had cleaned, they announced that they had also created a new rule:
“We decided that we should only get two toys out at a time! That way the room doesn’t get very messy. And if we have friends over, they get to choose what they want to play with!”
Are these my children? Cause they are the best!
Now, I don’t exactly put a lot of weight on their new rules, but as a minimum I am BEYOND pleased that their little minds are even beginning to think in this way.
So that was day 1. And I don’t intend to blog each day, just so you know. One of my main philosophies when husband is traveling is to simplify and greatly lower expectations. Committing to blogging daily doesn’t really fit into that plan.
But I’m so thankful for day 1.