A beautiful day

Saturday was one of those days that I wish I could have put in a bottle so when it’s miserably hot in a few months I could open up my bottle and let out a beautiful spring day.  The weather was just right, with a gentle breeze and the warmth of the sun.  The water was gorgeous, a perfect reflection of the blue sky.  But…since I have yet to find a way to do bottle up perfect days, we had to just take advantage of the day.  To do that, we met Grandma Nury, Aunt Jessica, and Walker at Cole Park for a walk that morning.

The gentle breeze and the warmth of the sun lulled William right to sleep.

Walker woke up from his nap ready to conquer the day!

Walker's peeking around as if to say, "Where's my mom?"

C'mon Grandma Nury and Walker, we're waiting for you!

By the way, that book is now missing a chunk...William ate it on the way home...guess I should have packed some snacks.

 It’s amazing how much one walk can accomplish…two babies took their morning naps, three women got exercise and the opportunity to socialize, one toddler had the opportunity to get out and run, and all six of us shared a beautiful spring morning enjoying good company and beautiful weather.

A Day for Kite Flying

Yesterday Joseph made and flew his first kite.  It was nothing elaborate, nothing technical, but it was certainly special and so very exciting.

First he decorated his kite…

What a beautiful rainbow!

That's a goal post with a football going through it.

Then we took it outside to fly it…

Ahh, the sheer joy of kite flying!

 Then we took the kite to fly around the neighborhood…

Dax even drove by while we were out walking and stopped by for a little kite flying…

The downside to flying a kite with Joseph…now he says he wants to fly.

Something lost, something gained

On Monday we lost something: the remote. 

First Dax and I blamed it on Joseph.  Joseph just recently learned how to use the remote for the DVD player so he can rewind his Wee Sing America CD (he likes to listen to the same songs over and over and over and over…).  Daxson and I spent quite a bit of time searching.  After Dax got home from work Monday night, he spent another good hour searching the house from the floor to Joseph’s reaching height.  No remote.  But he did find the missing letter A and Joseph’s play pair of glasses. 

Tuesday we decided maybe it wasn’t Joseph.  Maybe it was Dax or me that “misplaced” the remote.  So naturally I blamed Dax and he blamed me.  I looked everywhere I thought he might have put it and he looked everywhere he thought I might have put it.  Just to support my theory of it being Daxson: a few months ago, I asked Dax to cut up the watermelon…the next morning I opened the cabinet to get out a bowl and there was the watermelon…all cut up, in the cupboard.  Then again, around that same time, I could not find the bag of Fritos after lunch one day, only to find them a week later in the freezer…that was my doing.  So really, it could have been either of us.

So Tuesday not only did I spend the day searching (the refrigerator, the freezer, the laundry room, etc, etc), but I spent the day trying to remember.  When did we last have the remote?  What did we do after that time?  Well, I remember we had it at breakfast…or actually, Joseph had it at breakfast.  But then I remember taking it from him because he kept rewinding the CD in the middle of the song and it was getting a little repetitious.  When I took the remote, I’m sure I put it up somewhere high so he couldn’t reach it or did I?  Here’s where my memory fails.  Did I give it back to him after explaining that he needed to let the song play through?  If not, where did I put it?  Did I carry it around while I cleaned up toys and laundry?  If so, did I put it down somewhere along the way?  Did we have it again at lunch? 

This is crazy.  I’m only 29 and I can’t remember some simple little details.  I know I’m not aging faster than the average person.  I know I don’t have a memory problem because I can still memorize the lyrics to whatever song puts my kids to sleep and the words to their favorite books.  My unofficial diagnosis:  I’m mindlessly passing through my day.  I’m on autopilot.  I’m not focusing.  I’m looking at my children but not really seeing them.  I’m hearing my husband but not really listening.  I’m taking the remote, but not even remembering that I did so. 

So, Monday we lost something: the remote.  But I gained something too: the realization that I need a pause button in my life.  I need to learn to be fully present in the moment. 

Maybe losing that remote wasn’t such a bad thing…after all, since then, I’ve listened to Joseph read his favorite passage from Fly, Jimmy, Fly and noticed how expressive he is in his reading; I’ve played Boom with William ’til tears ran down his face from laughing so hard; I’ve eaten slow enough to actually taste my food. 

Don’t get me wrong.  In a mommy’s world, you have to multi-task…just not at the expense of everything good in your life.  So press the pause button.  Be present.  Be mindful.  And pay attention to where you put the remote.

The Wonder Cleaner

I hate to sound like a commercial, but I have absolutely got to share this with you.  I have discovered the most incredible cleaner.  It’s amazing!  It cleans my oven, the mold in my shower, and even the rust stains in the sink.  You have got to buy some of this stuff.  Thank you, Shaklee, for providing me with a wonder cleaner in addition to protecting me, my family and the environment from harmful chemicals.  (Oh and if you don’t already use them, be sure to check out their vitamins…nothing like prevention when it comes to cold and flu season!) 

PS. For more information, contact my sister by searching for Leslie Johnson on Shaklee’s Distributor link.

Daybook

Outside my window…it’s still dark. 

I am thinking…William will be walking by the end of the week…I mean really walking, not just taking a few steps and falling like he’s been doing for the past few weeks. 

I am thankful for…Signing Times…I know I’ve said that before and I’ll probably say it again, but I love that William can already communicate.  Today he signed “play”. 

From the learning rooms…started Before Five in a Row last week…what a beautiful, gentle curriculum!  And we fell in love with Jesse Bear.  Joseph asks me every morning now, “Mommy Bear, Mommy Bear, what will you wear, what will you wear in the morning?”

From the kitchen…Joseph and I are going to bake brownies for Grandpa Larry’s birthday.

I am wearing…my pajamas.

I am reflecting…on something Theodore Roosevelt once said, “Do what you can with what you have right where you are.” 

I am praying…for peace in my heart and gentleness in my spirit…plus tons of patience because that’s something a mommy always needs. 

I am readingBusy but Balanced by Mimi Doe and enjoying some of her tips.

I am hoping…Larry has a very happy birthday! 

I am hearing…quiet…ah, silence is golden, it’s true.

Around the house…look at that…the siding is up and all the new windows are in!


One of my favorite things…snuggling.

A few plans for the rest of the week:  Make manipulatives for our new music theory program, Keyboard Capers; play, play, play.

Here is picture I thought worth sharing

Very into sports right now!

Don’t forget to visit Peggy’s blog for more daybooks!

A Zoo Day

Today was such a dreary day.  It rained for a little while.  It was cloudy and windy and just an ugly sort of day.  The perfect day to stay indoors.  The perfect day to use our imaginations.  Joseph decided today was the perfect day to pretend we were going to the zoo. 

Joseph got all of the animals ready for a trip to the zoo…

Joseph and William put on their animal hats…

William's hat is a lion; Joseph's is a cow.

William listened very patiently while Joseph performed a short play with his cow hat…yep, it’s not only a hat, but a puppet, too!

Grandma Nury came to visit the zoo, too.  She brought Joseph a pair of binoculars so he could see the animals close up.  Then Joseph taught Grandma how to “march around the zoo” like we do in Itsy Bitsy Yoga. 

March, march, march, march...it's a donkey!

March, march, march, march...now what animal, Joseph?

Our trip to the zoo ended rather abruptly when Joseph realized that he had someone new to play his board game, Fruits of the Spirit, with.  So I fixed lunch while Joseph and Grandma Nury played the game and William continued to chew on the zoo animals.  What an adventure!

Practical Life

We own plenty of Montessori manipulatives.  You know…the little spoons and cups and bowls, all made especially for little hands.  Joseph loves using them.  He loves to scoop beans from bowl to bowl and pour rice from pitcher to pitcher.  He loves the feel of something that is made precisely for his hands.  Something that’s not too big and not too small.  It’s just right. 

It all seemed a little isolated though.  I mean, sure he could scoop beans from bowl to bowl, but I still couldn’t convince him to scoop a spoonful of food into his mouth.  Then we went outside and Joseph opened up his sandbox and climbed in.  He picked up the shovel and started scooping the sand into the back of the toy boat.  Just like that.  And I realized all the practice has paid off…even if for now it’s just in the sandbox. 

Valentine’s Day…a reflection on simplicity

February 14, 2010

I had it all planned out.  For Valentine’s Day, I was going to help Joseph and William make homemade Valentine cards and then Joseph and I would bake brownies and cupcakes for all of our loved ones.  So I skimmed through some craft books and came up with a cute little design for the kids’ Valentines.  Joseph’s Valentines would feature his handprints artfully arranged to look like a heart and William’s Valentines would have his little handprint posing as a flower.  Oh they were going to be so cute! 

So I got out the paint and began the task of convincing little people to cooperate.  Joseph was so excited.  He kept telling me, “I’m going to make Valentine cards with lots of hearts.”  He happily picked up the brush to begin his artwork, but I quickly grabbed it and explained that we were going to paint his hands so he could make his hands look like a heart.  Not quite understanding me, but willing to try it out, he followed my directions perfectly and soon we had plenty of Joseph hearts.  I washed him up and said, “Okay, now you need to write I love you on each Valentine.”  Okay…he seemed to go along with it so I set him down to do his writing while I picked up a wiggly little William and began the almost impossible task of capturing a baby’s handprint on paper (once that paint is on a baby’s hand, they just want to squish their little hands together…not lay their hand flat for a beautiful masterpiece!) 

Finally after getting William to unscrunch his hands long enough to get his handprint, I looked over at Joseph and he was still sitting there with the black crayon in hand, just looking at me.  “C’mon, sweetie,” I said, “you’ve got to write I love you on each card…that way your Valentine cards will be done.  Do you need help?”  Of course he said no he didn’t need my help (did you read the blog No, Mom, No?).  Very hesitantly he wrote I love you on the first card.  Then the second.  And the third.  Then he looked at me and said, “But Mom I thought we were going to make Valentines.  I was going to draw so many hearts.” 

Ouch.  Once again, I let my elaborate Mommy ideas get in the way of what was truly important.  Joseph wanted to make Valentines.  He was excited to show his love by taking the time to make his own Valentines…not a mommy inspired, complicated piece of artwork.  So we turned over the mommy inspired handprints and Joseph began the task of designing his own cards.  A simple little hand-drawn heart.  One per card.  One per loved one.  So simple.  So beautiful.  So definitely from his heart. 

So this year I learned a valuable lesson.  I learned the value of simplicity.  And this year, each person that received a Valentine from our house really received 3…one from William, one beautiful heart drawn especially for them by Joseph, and one from Mommy (with the help of Joseph’s hands).  So Happy Valentine’s Day from all of us!

P.S.  We did still ending up baking brownies and cupcakes.  Although it was Mommy inspired, it was still a huge success (really what project that involves frosting and cake isn’t a success?) 

The night before Valentine’s Day, Joseph called each family member and asked if they’d prefer brownies or cupcakes.  He took the results and made a graph (super sneaky, wasn’t it…sneaking math into a Valentine’s Day project?!). 

Then early on Valentine’s Day morning, Joseph and I frosted and decorated brownies and cupcakes.  Having learned the simplicity lesson on the cards, I skipped the fancy decorating tips and handed over the sprinkles and heart decorations, because that’s what he told me he was going to do to decorate the cupcakes.  And he did.  And they were beautiful (and extremely yummy!). 

P.S.S.  I also learned another lesson…never leave Dax in charge of the kids when they’re painting!

That's pink paint all over his head and in his hair.