Wednesday, February 17, 2010


Today I got a hankering for a Snickers bar. It just wouldn't leave me alone! Finally when the girls were at school and Jack was down for a "rest," I asked Dan (who was working from home) if he would listen for Jack so I could run to the store and get one.

(Yes, I drove to the store just for that.)

On my way there, my phone rang. It was Dan: "Get one for me too."

I'm so glad he understands.

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Olympic fever

I love the Olympics!

Ever since I was little, I've loved them. I love the feeling of unity that they bring to the world.

It was so fun to stay up and watch the Opening Ceremony last night. I let the kids stay up and watch with us. Emma dropped off to sleep around 8:30 or so. Jack held on until about 9:30 or 10. But Molly stayed up for the whole thing.

We had to watch it on tape delay - (so much for living in the same time zone as the Olympics, right?) - so it didn't start until 9:00. They had a really neat preview from 7:30 to 9:00 where they talked about Canada's history, and about the tragedy of the Luge athlete who died yesterday. So sad. Hopefully the other luge athletes will be safe. I'm a little nervous about that track...

Anyway, I was so impressed that they were willing to accept the change when the torch malfunctioned and go on with the show. Overall, I thought the opening ceremony was well done.

Now..... Let the games begin!

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Handmade sweaters from Grandma

There is nothing like a handmade gift. The hours of thought and care that go into a gift like this make it a true keepsake.

Thanks, Grandma Brynne. The girlies love their new sweaters.


The secret is out.

Jack knows.

He found the decoy in the pile of clean laundry on the couch waiting to be folded.

He brought them both to me today and announced in an excited voice:
"Two blankies!"

I just hope there won't be repercussions...

Monday, February 8, 2010

Creative freedom

Sometimes I feel like my kids live in the land of creative communism. Their crafts are often limited to what I am willing to clean up... and these days, that's not much.

Surprisingly, beads, etc. are fine - I can vacuum up the mess. But paints and playdough... ugh. Those require manual labor to clean up.

Don't get me wrong. I want my kids to be able to create and experiment and improve their artistic talents, and I try hard to give them opportunities; but lately, I've found that bending over and cleaning things up are not conducive to the prevention of "evening sickness," if you will.

The other day as we were shopping for blank cards for the girls to make homemade Valentines, I found wooden birdhouses in the clearance bin.

The girls were in love.

They've been pretty good lately.

We bought three.

That evening however, after cleaning up from round 1 of making Valentines, the girls asked if they could paint their birdhouses.

(Sigh....) "Not right now girls. It's time for bed."

I knew the moment would come when reality would catch up with me. After all, "raw" birdhouses must be painted, right?... However, I just didn't feel the energy coming anytime soon to tackle the project. "What was I thinking?" is what I was thinking.

So tonight, you can imagine how grateful I was when Dan asked the girls if they wanted to paint their birdhouses.

"Yea!" I thought. "It's not on my shoulders! I don't have to do it alone!"
It ended up being a fun family night activity. I'm so glad that I have Dan to pick up the slack when I'm dragging and balance me out when I feel like the creativity gestapo. I was able to give my kids some creative freedom without being the only one around to clean up the mess and run interference on rogue paintbrushes.

(Thanks, honey. I don't know when they would ever have been painted otherwise.)

Wednesday, February 3, 2010


Baby number 4 is on its way!

We are so excited! I'm due August 24th. We can't wait to meet our new little one!

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Bed Time

I love bed time.

Not the actual sleeping part, (unless it's an unforgettably good night's sleep - I've had 2 in my life) because that goes WAY too fast, and gets interrupted WAY too often, but the part right before: when I get to put my bookmark in my place, arrange my pillows all around me, turn off my lamp, snuggle down in my bed and try to keep my mind empty while I wait for sleep to take me.

Bed time is especially delicious after an extremely productive day. There is nothing more satisfying at the end of the day than knowing that you have used your time wisely for its duration. And after all, the harder I work, the better I sleep. It's almost enough to make me be extremely productive EVERY day!


What a novel idea.

Speaking of sleeping, I love this picture:

You would almost believe that they were asleep, except that Jack is saying "cheese" with his eyes closed.

The other give-away is that they looked like this 2 seconds earlier:

It's bed time. Good night!