4.17.2017

Easter

Yesterday was a pleasant day filled with good words, egg hunts, spring walks, and family dinner. What a wonderful time of year to celebrate the reason for hope.



4.15.2017

Dyeing my hair blonde

Last night, Jess and I were watching a show and in it, one of the ladies has platinum blonde hair.  I thought for a minute and said to Jess, "I want to do something different, like maybe, um, dye my hair blonde."  Jess' response, "Really? I like your hair."  And I answered, "I guess I just want to do something totally out of the ordinary."  And that's when I realized it might be time to sign up for another half marathon. 

4.14.2017

Meetings at school

Today I ran to the school twice, once for a meeting and the other to help out with a party in Ollie's class.  There was a lot of back and forth and dropping kids off at friends' house.  And of course, I was running late.  I did this all to the song The Chase, which is from the Man from Snowy River soundtrack I received for my birthday this year and which was playing in my car.



This same song and the feeling it gave me might be to blame for the fact that I uncharacteristically volunteered to be part of the corporate fundraising committee for the PTA fundraiser next year when my natural instinct wanted to sign up to be part of the PR/Marketing committee.  I am now getting rid of the soundtrack. 

4.05.2017

Nowish

Things worth remembering about these days...
Ollie smelled fire outside and didn't want to smell it, thus the protective nasal gear. 

Cute 7 month old with a hole in his pjs.

Celebrating my 35th at the symphony. I fell asleep due to lack of sleep, but it was the best nap on the second tier of the hall I've ever had. And the part I did see and hear was very good. The conductor led and played the piano. 

Jess has the magic touch when it comes to getting Ian to eat solid foods. 

Ollie gets Ian to smile. 
Ansel and his cousin giving air and light to their newly sprouted seeds. 
Ansel is quite the climber. He also likes to dress up as a railroad engineer. 
Giving this kid a swig of water. He loves to do this. 
Sleeping soundly. 
Three boys sitting on a futon. Do we see a familial resemblance?

3.22.2017

Green smoothie

This babe doesn't dig the pears and banana baby food I'm trying to get in his diet these days. But he does love my afternoon green smoothie. It must be the Greek yogurt and spinach that he's tasting and loves. No wait, it's probably the peanut butter and vanilla protein powder. Love the stache!
 

3.20.2017

Joy

A day spent at the capitol building and going on a hike is a good day. 

3.15.2017

Entrepreneurs

Let me first explain that currently, my kids and their cousin are way into money. They collect coins, count their coins, draw their coins, make magnets out of coins, fold their dollars and put them in extra special boxes, sort their money, tabulate their money, study the pictures on money, ask how they can earn money. It is endless!  In fact the other day, said cousin was brushing sand off of our picnic table and said, "Ash, how much can I earn by doing this?" The answer was, nothing. But be assured, I am happy to give payment when it is due. Yesterday afternoon was just a time. 
Little cousin loves to earn money and so he suggested to my boys that they all set up a table outside and sell some art. They were game. They got busy creating drawings, taking time to make art that people "would want to buy." This was very important to them and lots of effort was put into their work. After some time, they were ready to set up shop. 25 cents per picture. 
Let it be known that I never would have done anything like this as a kid. It scared me. I didn't want to fail, and never tried. I'd like to say I've grown out of this tendency, but I have not, and nearly every bone in my mother body wanted to tell them to forget the enterprise and heck, I'll pay you for cleaning off the picnic table! But I didn't. I sat back and watched their teamwork and organization. They walked boldly to the end of the driveway and for 45 minutes they sold their wares.  They made $2.50. I was impressed and so very proud of what they accomplished!

It was magic. And it made me want to make sure I stop at every stand I see this spring and summer. 

3.13.2017

Teacher

While Oliver is at school, Ansel has a lot of time to show Ian how things are done. 

How to hang out in your "pajammies" in the morning. 
How to watch PBS kids, currently the Super Why show. 
How to use the iPad. 
How to sing patty cake. 
And how to wear a sun hat at the park. By the way, he chose the hat. Ansel loves that hat. 

3.06.2017

On clearance


At carpool the other day I was wearing these glasses for the first time when I picked up the kids. I got some varied responses. 

"Mom you look different," said Ansel.

"You look like a famous person," said Ollie.

"You look like a boy! Boys can have ponytails you know," said Oliver's friend.

"I got these glasses for $3 at Nordstrom rack so I say these look like a steal!" I replied. 

And with all that honesty, we drove home. 


2.26.2017

Heard on Sunday

From Ian:
I'm tired (communicated through crying). 

From Ansel:
Mom, is it fast Sunday today or slow Sunday?
...and...
The rains came down and the flowers came up!

From Ollie:
I remember when I was in nursery. I played with puzzles and had a great teacher. Those were the good old days.