and the Step and Play piano.
| Mr. A NOT playing with one of the toys |
| Mr. A NOT playing with one of the toys |
Plus, since the day Mr. A became aware of vehicles he's been crazy over Cars. His reactions to each scene are even more fun to watch than the movie.
will be in theaters June 24 and we'll all be there with bells on. In anticipation of what will surely be the family movie of the summer we're watching the original Cars this morning. Mr. A is currently yelling "COMBINE" at the tractor tipping scene. He loves those tractors! It's a nice way to wake up and enjoy our morning. When it's over we'll get started doing The Basics and whatever else needs doing.
| Rex and Ginny enjoying the morning. |
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| My Uncle Ole in the 60s. |
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| All my kids like playing Diego games here. |
I have had a busy week! I haven't sat down to write about it, but I've pretty much done everything else under the sun. I've actually done ALL my morning basic and daily chores - a first since I started this whole endeavor last fall. I made (or bought) and mailed Mother's Day gifts. I accompanied kids to tumbling and soccer and spent a gorgeous afternoon at a park with friends. I did a little yard work and tried a new recipe. AND, I went on a date with the spouse. Yes, I'm pretty pleased with all I've done this week. I would have liked to blog about it all, but I knew if I spent any more time on line than I had allotted I would never log off. I have a few things from the week I'd still like to share so hopefully I'll be disciplined enough to sit down, write and leave. I have another fabulous day mapped out so I'm closing the mac book and heading out to conquer the world!| Teaching Mr. A to roll down a grassy hill. |
| Hanging out in the sun. |
| Soccer! |
| Backyard Beach Party |
During my extended winter break from blogging, I did continue making meal plans. It's just such an easy way to make every afternoon easier. It helps me spend less time grocery shopping, and my family always eats better when I take the time to make a plan. Usually, I order a Bountiful Basket, which is a fabulous produce co-op. (I first blogged about them here.) Then, I plan my meals around the fun surprises in my basket. I took a break from the basket this week though, so my plan had to start from scratch. Okay, I didn't really start from scratch. After all these months of meal planning (and a lot of documenting here) I simply looked back at bygone plans and chose some of our favorite meals. Now I just have to grocery shop and I'll be all set to feed us for the week! Check out my Week at a Glance page for this week's plans including links to any on line recipes I'm using.![]() |
| Right Now: Chocolate Bunny, Disney Jr, Mom's annoying camera |
The culprit is my mornings. When I was a teacher I really hated having to grab my coffee and go, then drink it on the run while I got ready to teach. My spouse was self-employed and worked at home, so even if he was "at work" he was at a quiet, comfortable desk enjoying a leisurely coffee as I ran out the door. I was jealous. When I became a stay at home mom, one of my biggest treats was luxuriating with my coffee as I snuggled Miss E every morning. Well, that was two kids and three cats ago and lounging with coffee as long as I'd like is no longer working for me. And yet, there I was. Sipping my coffee till 10ish. Oh, I'd get the girls off to school making sure we all ate breakfast along the way but really, I wasn't starting my day till 10 and by then I was behind the 8 ball. So, I'm cutting back on coffee/computer time. I'd like to form the habit of being offline by 9 AM and so far so good! I still give myself about 30 minutes to just surf the web and enjoy my coffee, but I've also given myself an hour every day for all the other things I'd like to do, and frankly, I feel great about it! I've spent that time shopping with my mom, working out and playing with Mr. A. It's been great, and each good morning feeds into a good afternoon as well.![]() |
| MIXER! |
| Waiting for the chickens to appear. |
| Miss E took this picture of the eggs. She was very proud of them |
Yesterday, I asked Ms. E to write our shopping list so we could grocery shop today. As I dictated it to her, she asked if the eggs were for dying. She asked if we could get carrots for the Easter Bunny. Otherwise, she wasn't very interested in our grocery needs. But when I said "frozen waffles" she yelled "Yeah! I LOVE frozen waffles!" And ran to tell Miss M we were buying frozen waffles. I had to laugh because it's not as if frozen waffles are rare around here. We just happen to be out of them at the moment, which really is rare. I guess they've really missed their waffles.
mostly got answered over on my personal facebook page - Neutrogena was the most recommended product but Mary Kay and Avon also got kudos) that I want to ask another! What do you all do with your Easter Eggs once they're dyed? I plan to let each kid dye a dozen of their own eggs because any less just doesn't seem like enough. The down side is then I'll have three dozen hard boiled eggs laying around. We'll eat a few and make some into potato salad. We'll possibly roll a few if we're ambitious enough to find a suitable a hill, but otherwise we're going to have a lot of colorful dog treats. I'd love it if you'd share (in the comments please - it's more fun for any readers who aren't my faceboook friend) what you do with your Easter eggs.
That brings me to a question about sunscreen. When I was a kid we never even thought of sunscreen unless we were going swimming or camping. Lots of parents today don't even let their kids leave the house with out a full complement of SPF products. I don't want to completely block every solar ray from my children's skin, but we do spend a lot of time outside and fair skinned Miss M has already turned brighter red than I like. I'm looking for a product I can use every day that doesn't smell or feel like typical sunscreen. I've considered the face lotion I use because it comes with a 15 SPF, smells and feels nice and comes in a pretty bottle. (Pretty bottles are very important to five year olds you know.) But, it's kinda pricey and I'd like a bit higher SPF. If there's a good alternative out there, I want it. Any suggestions?
In my heart, I'm a lazy person. I value and respect hard work. But gosh, it is hard to get that ball in motion sometimes. Maybe I should say I'm not a good self-starter. If I'm given a task I'm pretty decent about knocking it out. If I'm in charge though, it's just too easy to think "Ah, I'll do it tomorrow," and we all know tomorrow never comes to that train of thought. Some days (like yesterday) are better than others, but when the doldrums hit they can be killers. As a teacher, I could sometimes see the class needed some motivation. I'd make a game of what we were doing and we'd be happily done in a jiffy. Making a game of work is actually pretty easy to do when you're working with kids, no matter the task. It's harder when you're working on your own. That's when I turn to my timer. Timers are so useful when you want to know how long something will take, or how much longer you have with any particular activity. Timers can also be very motivating. FlyLady recommends setting a timer for 15 minutes and cleaning like mad during that time. When the timer rings, you're done - at least for now. Heck, anyone can clean for 15 minutes, no matter how tired they are. You'd be amazed at how much you can accomplish if you really focus for those measly minutes. I've been trying to set my timer when I do not want to do one more thing. I've been setting it to tell me when it's time to get off the computer and play with the kids. I set it to remind me to take Mr. A to the potty. In a few weeks I'll set it to remind me to turn off the water in the garden.
One big reason I started this blog was to give myself some structure and keep my real priorities in sight. It's been helpful in many ways. Even on the days I don't take the time to blog, I do try to make a mental plan. Last night I was thinking over my day and what needed to happen today. By this morning, I had a good idea of how I should to spend my time. I got the girls off to their schools, came home and worked out just as I'd planned. Then I wanted to hang out with Mr. A when it was just the two of us. I've been trying to do more small motor skill activities with him because I don't know what's normal for active little boys his age, but I know he's behind where his sisters were. He isn't interested in coloring, writing or painting at all. Instead, we've been doing a lot of puzzles, sorting lots of shapes and playing Legos. All of which have been illuminating. What he wants to do, he does well. The other stuff, not so much. I've also been teaching him how to dress and undress himself (potty training has gone nowhere so I decided to help him be independent in other ways first). I noticed that he has a hard time understanding about gripping his clothes to pull them on or off. He doesn't hold on tightly enough so the clothes just slip through his hands. He laughs and laughs at me when I try to help. Today, I decided to break out the Play Doh and use it to strengthen his hands. The poor kid usually has to compete for the doh with his sisters and actually gets very little chance to really handle it. He did take a while to adjust to the idea that he could do whatever he wanted. We practiced breaking it into pieces, squeezing it between fingers, rolling it in our hands and squashing shapes on the table. He got really good at squashing it, and I thought that was decent progress. We had about 30 minutes to play, and that was plenty of time. He was ready to move on to something else. I was pleased with myself. I spent the morning exactly the way I'd planned. Now I need to get moving on my afternoon. I still have my Morning Basics and Daily Chore waiting and Miss M is also eagerly waiting for me to play school with her. I'm glad I had a plan to help me focus. I think I'm having a really great day!
| Playing at Grandma's, where there is no internet, no cable TV and the kids are happy as clams. |
Miss E had a soccer game on Wednesday. There was a bitter wind, and the other moms and I huddled together, wishing each 20 minute half wasn't so long. There were other games going on all around us and lots of kids running around everywhere. At one point, another mom noticed a little, TINY, couldn't be much older than 1, girl wandering around on her own. At first we laughed and said "must be a dad watching her" but as we kept our eyes on her, we looked for her family. No one seemed to be missing her. The poor little thing just wandered around, obviously looking for her mom. We watched her for a long time, and when she started heading for a road I shepherded her back toward our game. Another mom and I tried talking to the poor thing hoping she could point out the direction she'd come from or something that could help us find where she belonged. No luck. After at least 15 minutes her mom comes walking back up the fields with two older kids in tow. She didn't seem to be missing anyone, and almost incidentally saw the baby. The mom didn't even walk over to where her daughter was standing near us she just yelled "Come on!" and the girl started following. I was shocked. I joked "Well, she's a much more relaxed parent than I am" and we all made a few snide comments at her expense. Fast forward to me, about midnight. I was asleep, and dreaming. I dreamed I had my family at Sea World. We were frantically looking for Mr. A In my dream we ran everywhere, asked everyone and finally found him. That dream melded into another where we were at Disneyland, and Mr. A was lost. I ran everywhere, asked everyone, and finally found him. Then another dream - Mr. A was lost in another part of Disneyland... Basically, I spent the whole night searching for my two year old. By morning, I was exhausted and chastened. Moral of the story - The little lost girl at the soccer game certainly needed more caring supervision than what we saw. However, I don't know the mom's story. I don't know what took her all the way across the fields, or what made her seem so callous toward a helpless child. Everyone has a story, and from this woman's behavior, I'd guess hers wasn't a very nice one. I'm not making excuses for her. Really, treating a child like that was not only cruel but dangerous and I sincerely hope that behavior was an exception for a truly caring mom. I am thinking I should keep my snide remarks to myself. It really is unbelievably easy for these little ones to slip away, even from the most conscientious parents. Being catty only drags everyone down. And it makes me have bad dreams all night which make me feel guilty about being spiteful. Lesson learned.
| Miss E, playing soccer with our dog Ginny and one of her brothers. |
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| How I started to feel after a winter's worth of identical days. |
| Neglecting the blog, having fun with the kids. |