3 Little Monkeys

 

We have a king sized bed.  So why is it that Brett and I share our "allotment" of bed every night which is close to the size of a toddler bed?  Okay, this isn't every night.  The night I took this picture the kids were up late, Veronica needed a little extra, me, and Felicity would not be swayed to sleep in her own bed with Nica in our bed.  Oh well.  The girls slept great, I woke up feeling every second of my age (have I mentioned I'm 17+ weeks pregnant too?) and Brett grumbled something about "being squished".  

Spring has Sprung

Okay, I'm lying.  Spring is so far away that I'm not even pretending we'll see it anytime soon anymore.  Thursday afternoon a storm blew in.  Here we are, 18" of snow later.  And it's currently snowing.

Don't feel too sorry for us.  We kept ourselves occupied.

The dress is one that my mom made for my sister when she was little.  All of the girls have worn it for a special "Little Blue Dress" picture.  They all filled it out much more than poor, puny Felicity does.  Precious gal.

The good news is that Felicity is actually eating food these days.  A lot of food, just very little variety.  She's eating absurd amounts of eggs, bananas, and guacamole mainly.  An occasional strawberry and cucumber will make it into her mouth.  This girl has me looking at food in a new way, that's for sure.

How else do we keep ourselves entertained other than scrambling eggs and dressing little girls up?  Big brothers have a special way of entertaining.

I'm hoping that we can get another good week of schoolwork in this week as we managed to do last week.  As we wrap up the school year I always enjoy looking back and evaluating what we've done.  The "real" teachers might not be impressed, but I've found my own little niche in this homeschooling world, and I'm content.  The more I do this, the more I see the importance of letting my children read for insanely long amounts of time, practice piano, and play outside to their hearts' content.  They do math, writing, and science as well.  I'm convinced they will be just fine in the "school" department although I still feel a tinge of guilt when I see the school bus drive by and we've been "finished" for hours. 

Do You Ever Wonder

...why I never post? Many reasons, really. None of which are very profound, but some are very sweet.

It's Lent

Wow!  Darn that liturgical calendar.  I feel like we just put our Christmas stuff away, and here we are.  Lent.  Although it came upon us quickly, I am not unprepared this year.  I have many, many things to pray for and work on and grow in.  So many in fact that I forced myself to narrow it down lest I fall victim to the "set-myself-up-for-failure" syndrome that has plagued me before during this wonderful season.

This week has been full of excitement and sadness.  Monday morning's news of our Holy Father's retirement set a tone for this Lent for sure. 

This week is also the beginning of "birthday season" (not to be confused with the Christmas season that just ended).  We have 4 birthdays within 3 weeks of one another.  During Lent.  Oy! 

Here we go!!!!

Koda

Goodbye January!

I'm not one to wish away my days, but I'm so grateful to see January 2013 gone.  We spent the entire month sick, and for one last hurrah, the youngest landed herself a nice 48 hour stay in the hospital with aspiration pneumonia....again. Yes, January can show itself out the door, thank you very much.

My mom came to help us the day Felicity was released and has been here a week.  I'm not sure how the dishes and laundry are going to get done now. 

And...because we needed one more thing to do.  We got a puppy.  But, more on that later, because I'm tired.

Picture This

A sweet, fevering almost 2-year-old in my arms.  Her head wedged tightly against my neck and her hand tucked under my shirt, just above the shoulder.  That is what I've been doing since Monday.  I've taken exactly 2 showers since Monday and I haven't added up the hours of sleep I've had because it just isn't worth the trouble. 

My first baby has also succumbed to what we are calling "The Black Death".  He's just as miserable and I'm pretty sure if it was humanly possible he would assume the same position as his baby sister has all week.

So, if you have emailed or called, I'm sorry for not getting back to you yet.  I'm hopeful that we're at the end of our illness and that maybe life will become normal again.  My dishes might be finished at the end of the day, the children won't have to search the dryer for clothes, and maybe, just maybe these kids will learn something in school.   I think I've extended the "all of life is an education and we're all learning together about what it's like when a family is sick" lesson as long as I can.

I've have lots to write about on these pages.  Unfortunately by the time I survive the day and get kids tucked into bed all my thoughts are all mush.  Maybe someday. 

I will cease complaining.  This too will pass, right?  Right?!?!?!