Friday, January 20, 2012

snowdayyy!

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Our morning kick-started with a wake-up call at six am. Fortunately, it was the good news that Brookline Regional Catholic had a two-hour delay, which meant that Jack had no school. Unfortunately, that meant that everyone was up. At six am.

Our morning was leisurely... Jack was never more excited about hot breakfast. I overheard him talking to his bunny, "There's one person who makes the BEST steel cut oats in the world! It's my mom." We sadly saw Mike off a little after 8:30, at which time we began readying ourselves for playing outside in the two or so inches of snow that came yesterday evening... but we took it. Thirty-two minutes and a ransacking of our closets, basements and attic for winter gear later, we headed out the door into the freezing cold. I'm surprised I managed to outfit them all-- Abigail in a pair of Jack's waterproof pants, Jack in very snug snow bibs, all of them in wrongly sized boots, but they were dressed. For snow. Ten minutes after we came out, Iris was eager for a morning nap (the poor child was miserable, stumbling around in the white stuff, of which she was not a fan-- "Yuck! EeeeYuck!"). The others played for an hour or so before the promise of hot chocolate lured them indoors... their mother was getting cold and pouty.

They're currently playing "Beach," and taking breaks from laying on their towels to run laps around the first floor... burning up, as usual, requesting to put on shorts and short sleeves. And I'm freezing with the gush of breeze they're creating with each lap, sipping on my mug of hot tea. Iris continues to doze.


I'm looking forward to weekly "in-date" night with the man of my dreams tonight. And thankful for our new dishwasher, which I just started for the first time, that we were able to replace our old, leaky one without a worry of money... and for a climate with drastically different seasons.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

competitive mothering

While I'm re-posting articles that have resounded with me lately, here's another thought provoking read (When mean girls become mommies). I'll admit, I've been on both sides of this article. I have at times cast thoughtless judgments. And I have spent all too much time being concerned with the opinions of others, trying to justify my actions. And why? If we are consumed by the scrutiny of others and forget our acceptance (and all-consuming love) with God, we'll drive ourselves 'round the bend (or at least to lost sleep). I have. Wouldn't it be a wondrous thing if we all (myself included) supported each other in our motherhood and accepted that there are countless valid and effective ways of parenting (and living, in general) that vary vastly from family to family, situation to situation?

I was reminded of this--


"Keep reminding them of these things. Warn them before God against quarreling about words; it is of no value, and only ruins those who listen. Do your best to present yourself to God as one approved, a workman who does not need to be ashamed and who correctly handles the word of truth. Avoid godless chatter, because those who indulge in it will become more and more ungodly. Their teaching will spread like gangrene... Nevertheless, God's solid foundation stands firm, sealed with this inscription: "The Lord knows those who are his," and, "Everyone who confesses the name of the Lord must turn away from wickedness..."

Flee the evil desires of youth, and pursue righteousness, faith, love and peace, along with those who call on the Lord out of a pure heart. 23 Don't have anything to do with foolish and stupid arguments, because you know they produce quarrels. 24 And the Lord's servant must not quarrel; instead, he must be kind to everyone, able to teach, not resentful. Those who oppose him he must gently instruct, in the hope that God will grant them repentance leading them to a knowledge of the truth, and that they will come to their senses and escape from the trap of the devil, who has taken them captive to do his will."

~Timothy 2:14-26



...and here, a snippet from scripture on the uselessness of concern for silly things...

“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?

“And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own."

~Matthew 6:25-34

For mothers with only one child...

...or two or three, or any number of children...

this is a worthwhile read.

don't take our money

After I got off the phone with a telemarketer today, Jack asked who it was.

Not really thinking, I replied, "Just somebody who wants to take our money."

He seemed very concerned and said, "That's not very nice. What did he say? I'm going to make a sign that says 'No taking our money.'" And he promptly set to work doing so.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Yarn Along

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My sister gave me this gorgeous homespun yarn for my birthday last year, and I've finally made up my mind on what to knit with it-- this Krtek scarf. I like how it looks knobby/cable-y without cables (not that I mind them), and it echos the varying thicknesses in the yarn. Knitting has been so relaxing for me lately on these confined winter days. I have been loving sitting down with my tea and needles during nap time, catching up on some shows or audio books.

A good friend and mentor (and my sponsor when I became Catholic) recommended and gave me The Five Love Languages a few years back. Mike and I only started reading it a couple of months ago out of curiosity and a desire to read something new together, and we're almost done. Neither one of us fits neatly into one language, but we don't overlap on any of them. Needless to say, we've both been making extra efforts to speak the other's "languages," and I've never felt more blessed by or in love with this man- courtship included. The guy makes my stomach do flip flops... know what I mean?

I'm joining Ginny's Yarn Along.

From 01/18/2012 (by Eye-Fi)

Unrelated-- I didn't have time to adjust my camera at all, but here are the girls (ballerina-clad), watching our Christmas tree meet its demise this morning. Finally moving on...

Monday, January 16, 2012

star crossed slouchy beret

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I finished my hat. The pattern was kind of tricky (it was recommended for intermediate, and I usually go for beginner), and I kept asking my sweet husband to assist me with calculating proper stitch numbers, as they weren't included after increase and decrease rows. I had considered a couple of hats with with leaf-looking patterns that included lace and were more delicate in appearance, but I'm glad I chose this one, despite the mistakes. I like the chunkiness of it- more practical for the cold. And I like how it's asymmetrical. Besides looking neat, it absorbs mistakes well.

Thursday, January 12, 2012

experimenting some

Ever since bringing home a sheet from school on the upcoming science fair, Jack has been anxious to do some experimenting of his own. He talks about "science fair projects" like they're akin to amusement parks. Jack was eager to find the "science experiment section" at the library this morning, where he scored quite the supply of books, from which I had to sort out and pick a select few. We also returned home with selections about the rainforest, the planets, math, the Chinese New Year (one of Abigail's choices), dinosaurs (a weekly requirement), and some board books, all chosen by the kids. I was happy to go over our usual limit of ten books a week because there were none of the usual Disney and cartoon characters that seem to inevitably end up in our bag.

Jack and I experimented with baking soda, red cabbage powder and some citric acid (from a basic science kit that came with some some instructions for simple project) this morning while Gail was in school and again during the girls' naps.

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The first experiment was color-changing liquids, in which he enjoyed pouring the different liquid compositions back and forth to see the changes.

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A good scientist always documents his findings.

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The second experiment was this volcano, which erupted with color-changing lava.

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The child could have sat and poured the citric acid solution (citric acid and water) on the miniature baking soda (+ flour, water and red cabbage powder) volcano ALL afternoon, I suppose. I had to make another, larger volcano once he'd decimated the first with citric acid.

Let me say, it is inspiring for me to see how thirsty for knowledge these kids are. I think it's inherent in most kids... I'm just glad to be witnessing it first hand... seeing their own interests emerging, and with such eagerness on their parts. They ask so many questions throughout their days, and we just need to be willing to look for the answer or provide a means for them to discover on their own. I'm thoroughly enjoying this being a mom and a teacher. What a blessing.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

our little Odette

After getting all of the letters correct on her first try all day, Abigail finally got her Swan Lake CD. I was pleased with myself for finding something she actually really loved (and I love listening to)- she laughed out loud she was so excited about it.

From 01/11/2012 (by Eye-Fi)

The kids floated and twirled around the living room all evening. For never really witnessing a ballerina in action- only me, in my ill attempts to resemble one (Can you picture me, leaping and leg-kicking in our living room? Don't.)- I think Abigail may actually have a real knack for ballet, for dance in general. She talks with great enthusiasm about "when I take dance lessons" more and more. There's a studio right down the hill, which I've seen little people emerging from with bouncing tutus, and the previous owners of our house began sending one of their daughters there at a young age (they still commute here, five years after their move). We may have to look into it.

Here are our budding artists...