When?

When did she begin looking like such a big girl?



I think it may be the jeans. I don't like my kids in jeans until they are walking. Seems constricting. Dresses too. But i just unpacked the dresses i've been squirreling away. Hurry up spring!

Winter Sandbox

This box has been a lifesaver this winter. With it being so cold here and one outdoor day in the last 3 months, i made this for my sandbox loving boy a few weeks ago.

I tried to let the girl play with it but after repeated fistfuls of rice being flung about, she has been exiled from the rice box. She tries to scale the kitchen table to get to it but so far there has been no mishaps (except by the boy). When he gets bored with one thing (trucks were first, then snow plows, and now dinosaurs) i change it out. I can usually get a good hour (and on a good day twice) with this thing. I made it when i was trying to get a book review done. Success!

I don't usually like food oriented play. I tend to never do it because food is, well food, and i don't like it being wasted or treated indifferently. But when potato's sprout, they become stamps (drawn by the boy, etched by mom) and when a half bag of rice that i don't even usually use accidentally gets buried for three years...well, it becomes a rice bucket.

Easy DIY project

A friend of mine has this cool framed bulletin board thing that i really like. She told me where to get one but i didn't like the $125 price tag so went about making one. I did this way back in September, right about when i fell off the blogging bandwagon. Anyhow, everytime i go to my sewing room (these days it's about bimonthly to dump stuff off rather than stick around) i love it hanging there. Now we have two. One for the kid's artwork and one for my sewing room. It's not perfect because my saw stinks and I did it in all of 5 minutes (thinking and planning time not included).

Take a cool old frame (mine's a rummage sale find for $4). It took me forever to find one big enough for what i wanted but finally i did.

Take a bulletin board and cut it to size (you could buy the corkboard but the only stuff i could find was thin and not cheap so i used and old bulletin board i had laying around)

Push it in and hope you don't tear the corkboard like i did in one spot.

Adore what you've just made.



I use it for an inspiration board or a "i-sure-wish-i-had-time-to-do/make-this" board. It'll need a serious dusting off before i tackle anything on there. Seriously, will i ever have time to make things again? How do people do it that have more kids This baby girl of mine does not leave my hip. If i so dare as take a bathroom break i get a verbal lashing. Sigh. I do the mantra of "they are only little for a little while" but it's getting a little old now.

Randomness

So....i said i was going to be on here more but haven't. Sigh. I just can't seem to stay on top of things anymore. One of my good friends here realized it and demanded (in a friendly albeit demanding way) that i need time to myself and i need to let go of my overprotecting nature so she took my son for the late morning/ early afternoon so i can get some things done. I took a shower while baby was sleeping then ate breakfast without anyone grabbing stuff off my plate, i had coffee while i checked my email and i folded AND put away ALL of the laundry. All in an hour. This usually takes me most of the day if it even gets done. My sitting room seems to be one big laundry room lately. It doesn't help that i've been selling a lot on ebay lately but it's all part of my big purge plan of 2010.

I've also been doing a lot of reading on gluten/dairy and autism. I am a strong believer that God gave us the cure for any disease, for that is how He is. He provides. It's a matter of finding the cure. Removing artificial colors and flavors has helped a lot but we have a long way to go. I've read that removing gluten and dairy helps (as in rids completely) 66% of kids with autism/ADHD/etc. That's enough for me to give it a go. But it's going to be a lot of work. My boy loves his peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and bread in general. The gluten free loaf at trader joes felt like a brick so i've been checking out gluten free books from the library and studying up. If anyone has a good gluten free bread recipe i'd love to have it.

And with that...the baby woke up. Time to go pick up big brother. I'll finish later...

conversations....with my boy

1. While looking at the New York Natural History Museum's Dinosaur exhibit information.

Little Dude: Mommy, i sure wish they had made a sweater.
Mommy: Who honey?
Little Dude: The dinosaurs.
Mommy: What do you mean?
Little Dude: Well if they had made themselves a sweater, they wouldn't have froze and they'd still be here with us.

(lol) he got a big hug with that one

2. While driving to preschool stuck in small town traffic.

Little Dude: Why do we do this?
Mommy: Do what?
Little Dude: Sit in traffic. We could just fly to school.
Mommy: Well you need a special license to fly a plane. Maybe you can go to schol to learn to fly a plane.
Little Dude: Yeah! (long pause) Mommy? Could you help me fly the plane?
Mommy: Sure honey, i'd be your copilot any day. :-)

The sad thing about this last one is when i told him maybe when he's older he can fly a plane a pit hit my stomach because realistically, he probably won't. He's Muslim and has a Muslim name. Muslims and planes don't go together anymore. How sad is that? He loves airplanes. Studies books on them and can tell you all the different types, spends most of his days playing with playmobil airplanes, lego airplanes, drawing airplanes and being an airplane. It bugs me that if he wants to fly a plane as a grown man, he may never get the chance because of who he is. Will things change? For my 4 year old pilot, I sure hope so.

I'm going to try posting a bit more. It's been too long!

Breathe in, breathe out

When will i have time again?

Today while doing the dishes...had just started, I turned to see what Baby Girl was up to. She was eating Little Dude's paint brush with bright red (wet) paint all over it. Ugh.

Tried to wash dishes a second time while cooking their dinner. I turn to see what has Baby Girl squealing with delight. She's STANDING on top of Little Dude's table happy as can be. This girl is a climber. Drives me nuts! STANDING on TOP of the table. Grrr.

Dishes still aren't done and I've yet to even eat lunch today. I was hoping to make this.

Comments

Haloscan is now charging for comment keeping so i've decided to go to blogger's default comment system for the time being but that means i lose all my comments.

Can anyone suggest a good commenting system... I'd prefer free. :-)

AND, can someone please leave a comment. It's so lonely in here now. And i want to see that it's working properly now.