Thursday, January 31, 2013

The Battle: Yellow Ball

"Goodbye, yellow ball!" said Beza when she was just starting to put words together.

We all laughed and cheered.  How clever!  What a fun thing to say!

A year later some among us don't find it quite so charming anymore.

Every day, the same scene.  We climb into the van.  We back out of the garage.  Beza shouts her repeated farewells to the yellow ball.  The firstborn bristles.  Why does she have to say it every day?  It isn't even alive!

Coming home we pull back in the driveway.  I cringe as the garage door slowly rises.  The yellow ball.  A look in the review mirror shows the little one first glancing at the biggest one, getting a twinkle in her eye.  "Hi, yellow ball!"


What to do?  Ask the littlest to stop addressing the yellow ball?  I've tried it.  At the first request she just says it a bit more quietly.  After the second request she mumbles it under her breath.  The rule-following sister totally knows what's going on.  She's still talking to the ball.

I've brainstormed with the oldest.  Just ignore it.  It's just a ball.  How fun that she greets a ball?  But, really, she's just saying it because it makes you upset.  That's the best part of the yellow ball.  Maybe join the fun?  You could start talking to the ball, too!

The yellow-ball salutations continue while the big sister convincingly ignores.  But in a battle of nearly matching wills, the most persistent youngest wins.

"Ahh!  Stop saying 'hello' to the yellow ball!"

From car seat number three--gleaming eyes--sweet success.

Watching Sesame Street wearing Daddy's hat.

(The yellow ball was away for a bit earlier this year.  Instead of conversing with the ball, its whereabouts were daily questioned.  The yellow ball will not easily be forgotten. :)

Oh, yellow ball, who knew that you would be the object of so much dissention?

Wednesday, January 30, 2013

The Great Office Purge

At this time every year my heart starts to skip a happy beat because we go through a refreshing whole-house purge.

About a week ago I tackled the office/guest room.  
(I removed enough twaddle to fill a large garbage bag.  Simply delighted.)

The desk. 
(No matter what's lurking inside, I love that it always looks so clean with the doors closed...)

De-cluttering the desk space.
(Good-bye chocolate bars. :( )

Tidying up the desk drawer.

Clearing the storage bench.

Including the inside--filing away last year's paperwork and making fresh new file folders for this year.

Purging the shelves, bins and boxes in the closet.

Yaffa Blocks (from high school!) for office supply storage, the colorful bins for fabrics, the clear bin for gift bags and a large basket for gifts.  Hanging space for knitting supplies (they haven't seen much daylight recently. ;).
And a happy face from J that it was all accomplished without spending a penny. ;)

Monday, January 28, 2013

Funnies: Pancake Mouf

The many delighted faces of the pancake eater.
(She can eat three in the time it takes the others to finish one.)

Beza?  Where are all of your pancakes?
 Right here. In the mouf.

 Need more.  Please.  Over to Beeza.

Where will you put them?
 In the mouf.

Thank you, Daddy!

 She is equally enchanted by donuts.

Donut date with Mommy yesterday.

While the other two were taking their first runs down the whole mountain. 
These videos give me a heart attack ;), crack me up (did you see the part where J accidently knocks M to the ground two or three times in a row?), astonish me at how little they look out there and make me happy that they're having such a great time (J couldn't get them to leave--they were out for 7 hours). :)  Oh, and T's hand position?  J told him that's the way to go fast. (Hahaha.)

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

The Snake-In-The-Book Trick (Winter Reading)

December-January Read It/Watched It List

Over Thanksgiving
(We learned about St. Lucia just as we were loving THIS Christmas song about her from A Slugs and Bugs Christmas.)

Over Christmas
(We finished the series on New Year's Eve--the exact same day the book ends.  Love it when that happens.)

The Miracle Worker (The book)
The Miracle Worker (The movie)

(A Christmas gift from GrammyKathy)

Who Was Daniel Boone?
The Louisiana Purchase: Would YOU close the DEAL?

Sometimes they think it's really funny to tuck these miniature snakes a few pages ahead.  Perhaps because the first time they did it I gasped and leaped up to shake "the squished bug" out of the book. :)

NOVA: Hubble's Amazing Rescue

Laying on the driveway at midnight watching the Geminid meteor shower in December.

The Hobbit
(The book with Daddy.)
The Hobbit
(Date night movie.  {Loved it minus all of the orc fights.:)} )

Akeelah and the Bee
(Is there a better way to get kids REALLY excited about spelling? ;)

(My current addiction.)

Tuesday, January 22, 2013

How To Say "I Love You"

With a yarn needle and an old stack of Pottery Barn catalogs.

Even in the loo.

Monday, January 21, 2013

Funnies: Dragon Slayers

Let's say that you decide to go put away the laundry after dinner.  It's dark outside and there are no lights on yet upstairs.  You're on your way up when you hear your kids say that they're heading upstairs, too.

Naturally, you hide.

And jump out at their level when they walk into your dark room.
(Hahahaha. :)

Then, if they've just finished reading The Hobbit with their daddy, they might just spontaneously start pretending to be dwarfs fighting Smog (that would be you) the Dragon.

An hour-long quest to slay the dragon might ensue.  A mission requiring "armor" (a winter coat, hat, gloves, flashlight, basket lid and shorts with shoes and no socks), flashlights and the guts to walk around upstairs in the dark where a dragon is patiently lying in wait.

It also requires roaring--if you're a dragon, that is.  

And then vanilla cake to soothe hoarse throats and to cool down very warm dwarfs who wear winter coats inside.  

It also means that the laundry will wait until tomorrow.

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Letting Go Of Christmas

Is really hard to do when you're two.

Beza has been belting out Christmas carols every day--to the chagrin of her cohorts.

A little Christmas medley by Beza today.

It is REALLY hard to capture her singing and some of these words are definitely only understandable by parents. ;)  But the very last thing that she says is "Christmas is over!"

(Along with all the caroling, she has taken to calling both herself and the rest of us "mistletoe."  She cracks herself up every time.)

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Growing Up

On this Snow Day-

Learning how to make cookies.

All by herself.
Love it!

Monday, January 14, 2013

Made It: One Muddy Pile of Clothes

On this 50-degree January day we were mud puddlers.

To Do List: :)

Sunday, January 13, 2013

Funnies: Getting Married

In the mind of T it is a given fact that someday he will marry his best friend who is a girl, Hannah.

But as young love is fickle, the other day I told him that when he is a big guy he'll definitely marry the right girl for him.  Jokingly (mostly ;), I added, "Just make sure she likes me."

He paused and thought and in his true nature, with seriousness, responded, "Hmmm...well, but I don't think I can marry Becca."  (One of my closest adult friends--aka someone who likes me.)

Dude is just too much. ;)

Friday, January 11, 2013

They Ski

The two "big" kids got downhill skis for Christmas.  (Yikes! ;)

While Bez and I camp out in the warm, J has been practicing with them.  First on the smallest of all imaginable "hills" in our backyard.  Then down our neighborhood sledding hill.  And finally on Wednesday night he took them to an actual ski slope not far from where we live. 

Sledding and Skiing in the Neighborhood:

At the Slopes:

 J is a brave, brave guy--two on one--whew!  But, they sure do LOVE it! :)

(I think we may have a family ski trip in our future--I last went skiing before M joined our family--it's been a very long time. :)

Tuesday, January 08, 2013

Word of the Year

Because I have a long way to go in doing this well.  And because I have a whole little crew of people who are watching my every move.

The Lettered Cottage

Monday, January 07, 2013

He Got "Oreos," I Got "Go Clean Your Room..."

At the eleventh hour, just 5 days before our Christmas, we pulled together to create our now annual Snapfish photo book.

This year we interviewed our brood.  

Let me start with my favorite part--we asked them questions about us.

Here's J's:

And now mine:

Then we asked them questions about each of them.




Can I just say that I LOVE that T thinks I'm 13 and that J is 54?! :)  Sweet guy.