Monday, March 30, 2009

Make him stop growing up.

At least slow it down a bit?

Little man's trying to walk.

Momma's trying not to sob.

Puppy's trying to chew on my sock.

Little man's giggling hysterically.

All better.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Snapshot Sunday

How it began.

Visit the following blogs for their shots - very, very cool shots this week from everybody. Must be something in the air.

OLM is up here.

Heart Rockin' Family is here.

Sunnyday is here.

Ramblings is here.

Stars Green, River Black is here.

Friday, March 27, 2009

You know those days?

The ones when your toddler climbs onto the counter, opens the cupboard, gets out a new bag of brown sugar, opens it, dumps it all over the living room carpet, and dances on it?

It's one of those days.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Where the Wild Things Are.

Did you like the book?

If so, you might just like this.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

So I say to her,

"You need to either fix your hair or put on your hat to come to the post office."

She did a little bit of both.

Monday, March 23, 2009

Keywords and snapshots.

Every so often, I search my recent keyword activity and alter any blog titles or entries that could be attracting unwanted attention. You wouldn't believe how many different ways nasty people look for nasty stuff. They don't find it here, but I don't even want them looking here. *sigh* Here are some fun searches from the past few days.

"how do i make a simple leprechaun trap in five-ten minutes"
- I hope I helped.

"how do leprechauns get into houses"
- We have no idea. Something to do with fairies, I'd think.

"is violence a genetic component or a home issue?"
- Um, I'd say a little of both, plus a big dose of not dealing with the issues created by being subjected to both. I have both the 'genetic component' and the 'home issue' (from my childhood) and I'm doing my damndest to not pass that onto my children. Whoever you're studying can beat the odds with good books, a great support system, professional help and the desire to do so. Change the family tree, so to speak. ((Big shout-out to my support system. You all know who you are. My children wouldn't have the life they have without you.))

"cute piggies"
- Aw, you're sweet.

"spider release hundreds of babies"
- Yeah, that was pretty cool.

"the best way to clean a house"
- I did not expect that search to bring you here. I'm sorry for the misleading post title.

"the proper way to clean an house"
- Oh, I am so sorry.

"the best way to clean a house quickly"
- Really? Oh dear. ... ... ... Well, maybe try it my way. Let me know if it works for you.

And I had to edit my sock stick horse tutorial once again. Seriously people, it ain't alluring. Go away.

The snapshots for the day.

Ains playing with Hannah's birthday present from her Grandpa. Tons of fun.

Hannah and I brought my saved stash of dress-up clothes up from the cellar. We didn't even get them into the living room before she started trying them on. Like they needed anymore dress-up clothes.

Of course they did. You always need more dress-up clothes.

Ainsley in my pantry at the grocery store. (Cool hat courtesy of a cool uncle.)

Sunday, March 22, 2009

In like a lamb, out like a lion.

March, that is.

Yesterday was beautiful! It was so warm that after our bath (hence the wet hair on all the kids), we were able to bask.

Grayson played while I read Peter Pan to Hannah.

Hannah had 'very important work' to do while she listened to me. Stenciling cannot be procrastinated.

And here's the child who hasn't been still a moment since she was born - throwing the ball for the puppy.

We went for pony rides and fixed animal pens and inspected the garden and hung the first spring laundry on the line. *contented sigh* Nothing beats hanging laundry for relaxing me.

When we went to bed last night, a storm had blown in. This morning the rain turned into snow and it became an inside day. For the girls, this meant yoga,

dancing with each other (or with dolls if sisters got too cranky),


pretending ("Mother, I just got married and I've already had so many children. ((big sigh)) I have so much laundry!"),

and chess.

For me it meant deep cleaning my computer desk. That took all morning and afternoon. It was very bad. And I kept taking breaks to play with kids. They're a bad influence.

This evening they talked their dad into roasting hot dogs in the fireplace and playing Magical Creatures (their own rules, naturally). When he tuckered out, they played with the puppy and then set up their sleeping bags behind me on the floor. So I'm here, learning the names of muscles in the body while my sleeping babes are nestled around a sleeping puppy.

My risorius is stretching my lips into a smile. Risorius. Muscle responsible for smiling.

Snapshot Sunday

We need more bookshelves.

How it began.

Heart Rockin' Family's shots.

Sunny Day's shots.

My good friend at Living in Harmony joined in today!

OLM's shots.

If I missed you, let me know and I'll add you!

Friday, March 20, 2009

Salt dough mobile.

We wanted to find a use for Hannah's big salt dough beads so that they didn't just kick around the house bugging her daddy. This is what we came up with.

As with all the best learning experiences, this lesson on balance was unplanned and sprung naturally from our fun. Hannah got to learn how size, distance from center of the stick, and length of ribbon affected the balance. For instance, a medium sized bead tied close to the stick balanced out an extra-large bead tied with a two foot long ribbon.

Ainsley tied some beads on, but spent most of her time licking them.

I'm always amazed at Hannah's creativity when she's not being coached. When coached on a process, she gets 'stuck' in it, unable to allow her own ideas to come through and always worried about doing it 'right' or 'wrong'. When possible, I don't coach her anymore, I just start doing it and let her follow along if she wishes and ask questions if she gets stuck. When it came to this project, she tied beads onto ribbons in creative ways that I wouldn't have thought of, including making chains of beads that were separated by several inches of ribbon. They looked really good on the mobile.

The animals on our place are loving this also.

The kittens couldn't leave it alone for the first day. Watch Ghandi (the gray cat) in these pictures. He's so disdainful, but he gets closer and closer. When the kittens finally left for a few minutes, he tried his paw at it.

Two nights after we made this, my husband accidentally left the pasture gate open. I heard thumping around on the porch and went out to find the sheep and goats looking like they were bobbing for apples on this. Luckily, they didn't do much damage.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Discovering cattails.


We've lived here for three years and every year, twice a year, my children discover cattails as if it was the first time they'd seen them. One of the times is in the fall when the cattails dry and burst. The other is now, in the spring, right before the new cattails make their appearance and the old cattails are especially easy to, er, distribute.

"Let's get some exercise" says she as she heads down the road.

Once we realize she's serious, we run to catch up.




Mother realizes that if there are to be any pictures of Grayson on this blog, she'd better take one.

We reach the 'pond'. Our nearest farmer uses this as his backup water. In a few weeks he'll burn this to the ground, clearing the way for the pond to be filled with irrigation water a few weeks after that. A few weeks after that, this seemingly barren little area will be teeming with plant and animal life.

Look what we discover.

Oh, the fun to be had with these.

Even the cats got in on the game.