Opening up your first set of golf clubs (she is 5 now you know).
Falling asleep in Grandma's arms.
And, turning this
into this:
(straberry freezer jam- 2 cups of berries and 4-that's right, 4!! cups of sugar per batch!! very, very sweet!)
Another birth last night. The call came just as I was getting out of the shower at 10:00pm last night. My instructions were to get there as soon as I possibly could. The adrenaline began flowing immediately. I think that I toweled off, changed my clothes twice (I should just get some scrubs because trying to figure out what to wear to these deals is so stressful) slapped on some deodorant, brushed my teeth, kissed my husband (explaining where I was going whilst walking out the door) and made it to the birth center in about 17 minutes. The baby was born at 10:37pm. No joke. A very quick birth. I was home and in bed by 1:30am. My confidence is starting to build and I am so thankful for the people who have been patient with me as I learn how to fit in as a birth assistant. It has been (and this will sound corny with cheese on top) like a real dream of mine coming true. Told you.
The girls were home sick today. Tough winter for us and germs. I thought with the warmer weather upon us (sort of) that all this flu stuff would be over. Not so much. They were not miserable however, and if the truth were told- I loved having all 3 of them with me for the entire day. The pace of life slows waaaay down when we are not rushing here and there around the school schedule. Something that I desperately needed. A slower pace. A pace slow enough for "dining room table forts" made from blankets- perfect for some reading.
A pace slow enough for elaborate train tracks and imaginary travels.
And cookies, cookies are always good (especially when most of the crew did not have much of an appetite- more for me!!)
I highly recommend Bob and his Little Red Mill- the yummiest stuff is made there. This muesli mix is tasty on its own...but on the package there is also a super easy recipe for cookies using this cereal. Throw in a few mini chocolate chips and you have a small bite of heaven.
We were in our pajamas until 4pm. Pretty sure that no one brushed their teeth before then either. It was jus one of those days where I felt totally and completely content. Me, us...at home. No place I would rather be.
I don't have anything very specific to blather about today. It just seems to be a normal sort of Monday- errands, recess monitoring (where I get to wear a whistle), dishes, laundry...etc. etc. There was, however, a coon skin on my entry way floor.
I love Sophie (just a little) when she lays like that. There was also a bit of art going on in our kitchen. My friend's husband works for the local newspaper and every now and then she brings us the ends of the newspaper rolls (think last few squares on the toilet paper). These ends are not big enough to print anything substantial on so they are pretty much useless to the Pressman. She tells me that they actually sell them to the public for a couple of bucks- it may be worth checking out in your area.
I love covering the table with this paper. Sometimes we color directly on it with colored pencils or markers, other times it makes a great tablecloth- like when painting with someone who is not yet 2. By the way, the cute smocks came from Morgan and you can find them in her etsy shop. This little painting project kept them busy long enough so that I could prep dinner.
Makin' this. A very tasty way to get your Omega 3's. And lastly, Hannah brought home her Valentine's Day card for me. She made it at school and "it had to dry" so I wasn't able to receive it on the rightful day. The outside was beautifully decorated (sorry no picture) but catch what it said inside:
She dictated her thoughts to her teacher. What a fruit she is....the jungle??? I am glad that she gave me props for my dancing though- I so deserve that one!
ps: Is three. long. weeks. really necessary? I am ready for Ms. Bennet and Mr. Darcy to hook up already!
