Sunday, November 30, 2008

Snapshot Sunday

Our Thankful Tree

Check out Ordinary Life Magic's snapshots.

Jill has her snapshots up.

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Friday, November 28, 2008


If they're real tools do you have to do "real work"?

Oh, this is real work.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Because your kids will love it.

Check this blog out.

Playing with letters.

Hannah's been playing with letters a lot lately. Wanting to know how to spell names, what words say, what sounds letters make. She's not much of a "hands on" learner, but I thought I'd get her some "manipulatives" to go along with her interest. Amazingly, I found that Ainsley was just as - or more - into playing with the "letter manipulatives" than Hannah.

I'd bought these cake decorating letters on sale a month or two ago.

Please loosely interpret Ainsley's "playing with" as "shoveling into her mouth".

Admit it - you wish you'd had these given to you when you were a kid and playing with letters.

Monday, November 24, 2008

I'm thankful for...

A kid who makes funny faces.

Especially when he's tired.

Really tired.

And gets caught halfway through a yawn.

Or all the way into a yawn.

And then asks to nurse.

That's what I'm thankful for.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Snapshot Sunday

Thought I'd try something new, so I'm debuting Snapshot Sunday. I'm not really creative with names. What I'll do is walk through my life at the moment - wherever I am, whatever I'm doing and take five snapshots. No people, no arranging, no cleaning up. Sometimes captions, sometimes not. "This is my life. Right now."

Let me know if you like it, dislike it, or if it's 'meh'. Good time to de-lurk. *wink*

Let's begin, shall we?

The hitching post/parking lot/doorway.

Pizza dough rising by the fire.

I love the idea of seeing snapshots of other's lives. Not enough to feel intrusive, just enough to feel a mom-to-mom connection. "I have hangers hanging in strange places too" type connections. If you start this, let me know and I'll link to you next Sunday.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Summer - a retrospective.

I'm away right now. I'm travelling to a surprise party for my mother-in-law, so I scheduled this retrospective post. Pictures from the summer that I never got a chance to post.

Hannah with a caterpillar she found. Look how short her hair is.

It's not as bad as it looks.

Playing in the laundry.

Did I post this one? I love this one.

My forlorn horse girl. She was waiting for me to have a second to help her get the pony out.

I got the pony, and after riding it for awhile, her sister talked her into walking the pony while *she* rode.

Oh, relax. I was there the whole time. Pictures add ten feet.

Ains practicing her "scared" look. She was being scared of a soda can when I took this picture, I believe.

Ains with the horses she carried around for a week. They're her sister's horses. You can tell by the haircuts.

She tried to get them to pull the cart.

She brought the rocking horse out to the barn so she could ride while I milked the goats.

Hannah decided to grow a beard.

Grayson and Ains in chairs. Not sure why Grayson is looking Hobbit-y. Ains is nursing the pink poodle.

Just had to throw this one in there. Hannah's cousin Bella. Look at those lips!

Gray got patriotic over Independence Day.

Cute cousins.

Cute sisters.

Ains on her grandma's trampoline.

Hannah writing letters while swinging.

Girls picking cherries.

Hannah, the little lady (just look at those crossed legs), helping pick cattails. More on that later...

Gray sleeping in a hammock while I garden. It was much warmer then. *sigh*

Hannah climbing into the orchard to pick cherries. OLM, I want you to bring your kids to visit next summer - we'd have so much fun! We're only three hours north...

Friday, November 21, 2008


We've finally been getting some beautiful fall days here. When there's no chilling 45 mph wind blowing, the weather's actually quite nice.

Nice enough to play in piles of leaves.

I raked the leaves up, and tossed the girls for awhile. They played on their own for awhile, asking me to rake the leaves back into a pile when needed. Then Daddy came home. He fluffed the leaves into a tall pile with the pitchfork.

Then he started throwing the kids around.

You have to spin them to get a good throw.

He got a good throw.

A really good throw.

I was kind of worried about the little one.

She did fine - he didn't give her as much air.

Though she still had a hard time letting go.

Hannah wanted to go again.

On the third time she didn't let go - she'd tried that trick with me earlier and learned that if you didn't let go of a spinning large human who was trying to throw you that they would fall into the pile. I didn't warn him.

Then she wouldn't let him up.

You'd think a four year old couldn't hold a grown man down, wouldn't you?

When you've got your sister's help, anything's possible. "Dream big" is what I teach my kids.

Though if you leave your little sister there and run, she might need to be saved. Look at her, reaching out, asking for somebody, anybody to come save her.

Oh, good. I teach them that too.

Something I learned - little kids jumping into a pile of leaves for hours at a time will not only strengthen a mother's muscles (from raking the leaves back into a pile for the hundred-and-eleventieth time), but it will shred those leaves pretty dang good. That pile is now about one-third the size it was when we started.