Monday, January 30, 2012

What a toddler does during homeschool

I decided to take a couple (Instagram) snapshots this morning while the kiddos homeschooled in order to give a illustration of what a toddler does while we homeschool. Now, this changes from day to day, moment by moment.  Some days, my sweet toddler naps an hour or two while we homeschool but today was not one of those days.

  Playing with Legos
Evangeline plays with Legos

She's got flare! 
And tries on glasses

See, you can #homeschool with a baby/toddler! What toddlers do during homeschool
Sits in my lap and colors for a bit, then moves to her own spot on the couch.

What toddlers do during homeschool What toddlers do during homeschool
Plays with math manipulatives and attempts to put on her own shoes.

What toddlers do during homeschool What toddlers do during homeschool
Plays with beads on a necklace, snacks on a granola bar.

And then, sometimes....


She just screams, claws at mama, and tries to climb me like a jungle gym.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Becky's Babyshower!

I had the privilege of hosting my friend's baby shower (Sunday), and wanted to share some of the decor and fun times!  It was so great to see Becky's face light up. I know she enjoyed the fellowship with her gal pals much more than all the gifts, but we definitely enjoyed helping her build her cloth diaper stash and wardrobe for the little baby boy who will be arriving soon!

 








I really needed a bigger focal point on the top of the piano, so I pulled out a canvas I had laying around and painted the word "baby" on, adding a few wispy vines, leaves, and such.  Turned out fairly good for being a last-minute-scrawl.   Becky really liked it, so I sent it home with her!
I used a piece of burlap fabric I found on in the remnant clearance some time last year as a runner on top of the piano.  I'm not sure how cute it all looks or if it all goes together, but I like it.  So.. that's what matters, right?  (Hehehe)

  
The cakes turned out beautifully as well- one Shae's daughter made (I think she's 15 or 16 years old), and the cookie cake Nanci got from the American Cookie Company. I love cookie cakes— definitely one of my big weaknesses!

  


Becky cutting the cake with her daughter, Analisa, looking on.  Nanci (curly haired midwife of awesomeness) and a lady whose name I unfortunately do not know in the background.


Nanci and Rebecca.



A pregnant lady with cake. Now that's my kind of gal!


Rebecca, Allison, Heidi




Becky and her daughter, Analisa.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Everyone loves lupper!

Last weekend had "lupper" with my parents (lunch + supper, basically either a late lunch or an early supper) at this really good "Texas" restaurant. It was a little humorous because the owners definitely were not Texan... or even American... but the food was delicious.  We were there to celebrate my Mom's birthday in more of a "low-key" way.  Her birthday was New Years Eve, but she hasn't really wanted to celebrate her birthday since her mother passed away (because her Mother's birthday is the day after hers- on New Years Day).  Anyway, we had a good time, ate tons of food, and left feeling like we couldn't even fit a sip of water in our bellies.

I ordered a chicken fried steak that was bigger than my face (no kidding). I probably ate.. maybe.. half of it?  We had already stuffed ourselves on fried pickles (Mmmm) and loaded potato skins as appetizers! (And a small house salad.)  We totally spoiled ourselves. (But we had a coupon!!)




Evangeline has just recently gotten to wear she will stand wearing a headband, much to my delight. Big flowers and bows on tiny bald baby heads makes me smile.



My mom, in true Nana fashion, brought coloring books and packets for the kiddos so they were well entertained while waiting for food.




Evangeline is *that child* that normally won't go to anyone except Mom or Dad- not even people she knows quite well. I've never had a child like this.  Merika and Keagan were content to be in the arms of complete strangers.  Nolyn didn't really care for people he wasn't super familiar with, but he didn't mind his grandparents, aunts, uncles, or our close friends holding him.  Evie? Yeah, she often won't even go to my parents... or even Nanci (who sees her way more than my parents do).  However, she seems to warm up to my dad quickly (because, who wouldn't? He's playful and super fun), so by the end of our time together, she will usually be content to sit in his lap.




She will especially sit in Poppa's lap if he shares his tea.


Mmmmm, tea.


But, if you aren't careful, your tea will disappear when you aren't looking!


Oh man, we shared three huge desserts. Nolyn claimed he didn't want any dessert, followed by the statement, "Well, maybe I'll just have one bite," but he ate half of this brownie!  It was really nummy, so I can't blame him.


Keagan, Mom, and Hubby shared Banana Fosters.... they loved that!  Merika had cheese cake which she shared with Hubby and Poppa.. and I got a bite too.


*Hehehehehe*  Look at how grown up and handsome my oldest son is!  When did that happen?  He's going to be SEVEN in about two weeks! Who said he could do that?




Take-home boxes always require doodling.


The restaurant has this big duck out front... so of course, the kids wanted their pictures with it!



Tuesday, January 17, 2012

A peek into our morning

Morning text shots to hubby:

 


   

One great thing about having an iPhone has been this new routine/tradition we have of sending "Good Morning," snapshots to Daddy.  (My other phone never sent my photos through which was very frustrating.) Brandon really enjoys the sneak peek into our mornings, and I really enjoy sharing the cute little bits and pieces with him.
I woke up to Evie jabbering.  She laid in her travel lite crib talking to herself while I grasped for those last few winks. Before long, Nolyn came into the room, lifted Evie from my crib and placed her on my bed where he climbed in beside her. Eventually, my bed was full of children and colors. Merika plopped on the foot of the bed and told the story of a "totally awesome dream" she had last night which involved flying cars that could go into space.

I've made up my mind not to rush the day, not to rush to the next task... but just enjoy each moment and be present. Who wins when I rush from one task to another frustrated and hurried?  Nobody.



As I brush my teeth, I watch Evie brush hers.  She sucks the water off her toothbrush, points to the facet, and I turn it on.  She wiggles her toothbrush under the water, grins at me, and chews on the bristles a bit.  I notice her face is thinning- the result of being an active toddler. She now walks with confidence, sometimes even puts a bounce in her step.

The kids finish getting ready for the day, and as usual, I have to steer Merika back on course.  She is easily side-tracked.  While they fold clothes, tidy up around the livingroom, and set the table, I prepare breakfast- fried eggs (no runny yolks) and toast.  Evie snacks on a fig cake because she's terribly moody and impatient this morning.

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We work together to clean up the kitchen, the kids finish out their chores (putting clothes away, making beds), and I plop on the couch to read a book to Evie, hoping this weird nausea will subside. She plays with a set of Lightning McQueen cardboard books while I read the rhymes of Dr. Suess's ABCs. Big N, little n, what begins with those? Nine new neckties, nightshirt, nose.


Evangeline wears a hooded baby towel as hair and an apron as a cape.  Merika reads a book to Keagan.  Nolyn asks me how to spell Vikings, and I walk him through the steps to spell it out himself.  I change Evie's diaper (whew, thank goodness for flushable liners- that was nasty!), pour me a cup of Stash Vanilla Nut tea (which I brewed in the coffee pot), and ease back into the cush of the sofa, hoping that the hot tea, cozy couch, and stillness will calm the nausea which still plagues me.

Molly Jo squirms and wiggles, and my belly looks like some alien life form as my skin ripples and juts out at various places.  Soon she'll be here, and I'll be sitting here on the couch, sipping tea like I am now, nursing a baby as I watch my children chatter and play.