Saturday, April 30, 2011
Friday, April 29, 2011
Today is clearly a housework kind of day.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Wednesday we were at The Stone Store at 8:15.
Wednesday's naptime was spent digging a 'trench' and placing the stones (hello, sweat!)
This morning I mulched before the rain starts (because judging by the sky it's going to happen any second!)
Edging the garden with rocks was something I've wanted to do for a while but I figured it would cost an arm and a leg... nope. 66 dollars.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
I've always loved having access to the yard from the deck but now that access is toddler friendly. I think it might be time for a deck party!
Monday, April 25, 2011
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Saturday, April 23, 2011
I think it's time to hike our local 'Mountain.' As much a mountain as Maryland has at any rate.
Also I'm really considering building a climbing wall in the basement. I wonder if my husband would go for it or if he would tell me to go fly a kite. Place your bets now.
Friday, April 22, 2011
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Don't worry, dear friends, he hasn't suddenly become too cool for school. He effed with my computer. Complete system uninstall and reinstall. What has been lost? He remembered the photos, the videos the angsty poetry I wrote in college, even the lit review I wrote in graduate school. He forgot my favorites all of them. Every blog, every online store, every social media network, even the news. My soul is dying a little bit.
It's fitting that my assignment in yoga this month is to seek balance in my life in an area that it out of balance. I'm so addicted to the interwebz it's not even funny. Perhaps the universe is trying to facilitate my balance seeking. I still intend to post, but I'm going to scale back how many blogs I read and how much time and when I read them.
If you're thinking to yourself "Don't stop reading my blog." I'm not talking about you- these blogs are ones I'm not subscribed to, they don't provide my life or family with any enrichment, and I never comment on them. They won't even miss me and I hope I don't miss them either.
My husband is NOT off the hook for breaking my touch pad mouse. Daddy fail.
Monday, April 18, 2011
While I was 'being all yoga' on Saturday the Husband took the boys to a Sesame Street party! It made such an impression on Jack that he's still talking about the Elmo cake. Then on Sunday I was able to stop into my friend's baby shower on the way to yoga (and to teach my first official class).
By the end of the day on Sunday I was tingly and giddy from all the excitement of the weekend. Then to top it off Henry slept through the night totally uninterrupted (which he hasn't done since he got his cold 2 weeks ago). Score!
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
We do it too. We stay in and keep warm and bide our time until the weather beckons us to spring forth from our houses. "Come out and play!" It calls to us. So we get out our spade... or a hoe... and we show love to the Earth for warming up and inviting us out. We put plants in the Earth and we watch them and water them and love them while they grow.
Or maybe it's just me. I am a crazy hippie after all.
Spring is fun because the kids get out and we get to play and we feel the warm sun on our faces, but there's something more than that for me. It seems to go deeper. Every day or two when I go to check on the veggies and they're growing bigger every day I do a little happy dance and get a little gitty (literally).
The spring onions (far left) haven't popped up yet but they have a longer germination and they're more bulb-like I'm not too worried.
So tell me, what are you growing? In a pot or in a field, it's time! Happy growing!
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Monday, April 11, 2011
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Saturday, April 9, 2011
I learned how to use my sewing machine thanks to YouTube. When we're about to tackle a reno project turn to Google first. We've also often turned to our handy parents for help and advice. When I first got pregnant with Jack I read, and Googled and reality showed as much information as I could but I still felt totally unprepared.
If I had been born into a different time I would have been expected to help raise my younger siblings. Dedicate my time in school to learning how to darn socks, hem trousers, change diapers, care for babies, cook dinner and balance a checkbook. I'm sure I would have also learned English and History and Geometry but there would have been little expectation that I would have gone on to use that information in any real way.
I hadn't held but one baby one time before I was handed my own little Jack for the first time. Reading books did not prepare me for parenting. The first few weeks, maybe even months were chaos. I tried to trust my instincts but I felt like I was all over the place. I also felt that I should have been better, been embracing motherhood, felt more connected to the earth. (This is perhaps the greatest piece of information that isn't able to be passed on by words. Sleep when the baby sleeps. They grow so fast. To see that at first, it's a scary and beautiful chaos and then we evolve and the baby evolves and we grow together and become what we thought naively that we would instantly be.)
It can't be taught through books and videos and diagrams. Imagine learning how to drive a car by reading a book and now imagine you've never even been a passenger in one before. Hello! Crash course?
There has been a beautiful evolution of society; and I'm not complaining about what we've gained. But along with the progress of virtual communities, information exchange and online shopping things have been lost too. Knowledge gained by helping raise our siblings and learn about child care in school has been lost.
Quite a bit of experiential knowledge has been lost but I don't see any to be as significant as passing on how to care for children.
Like any good feminist I hope my husband and I can pass on as much knowledge about car and computer maintenance as we pass on about child care and cooking.
Thursday, April 7, 2011
I'm sick. It's not a bad cold, just congestion and a sore throat, but it would be great if I could nurse myself back to health without also needing to meet the needs of others. I hope the husband makes some yummy soup for dinner tonight and that I'm all better soon!