Everyone is sleeping. There's a nice breeze, and I have some knitting to keep me busy. I am thinking about a bit about a new story. It has been a while, so we'll see how it comes along.
28 February, 2009
Get Thyself Outside
That should be a commandment for days like today. We had a picnic in the park.
Everyone is sleeping. There's a nice breeze, and I have some knitting to keep me busy. I am thinking about a bit about a new story. It has been a while, so we'll see how it comes along.
Everyone is sleeping. There's a nice breeze, and I have some knitting to keep me busy. I am thinking about a bit about a new story. It has been a while, so we'll see how it comes along.
Walks
I love taking walks with my toddler. I am forced (whether I want to or not) to slow down; to admire the littlest details, the tiny sticks left by a tree, the little flowers sprung from weeds, the fascination of neglected alleys... Another little gift of motherhood, I think.
Thank you, Peanut.
Thank you, Peanut.
25 February, 2009
They Are All Asleep.
At the same time! Can you believe it? One synchronized nap time!
WOOO!
Anyhow, that is just about all I had for you today. I have no idea what to do with myself with both of them asleep. I mean, how do you decide what overdue housework to hit first? I just mopped the kitchen, cleaned the stovetop, washed a load of dishes, did a load of laundry... What next? Do I clean up toys (it's futile, anyhow), or do another load of dishes, or scrub the bathrom ?
Or maybe I could sit for a minute and write a useless blog post?
Er, yeah. I have dishes to wash. Later.
WOOO!
Anyhow, that is just about all I had for you today. I have no idea what to do with myself with both of them asleep. I mean, how do you decide what overdue housework to hit first? I just mopped the kitchen, cleaned the stovetop, washed a load of dishes, did a load of laundry... What next? Do I clean up toys (it's futile, anyhow), or do another load of dishes, or scrub the bathrom ?
Or maybe I could sit for a minute and write a useless blog post?
Er, yeah. I have dishes to wash. Later.
17 February, 2009
Rainy Days and Tuesdays
Well, it is raining again here. (Yay!) Since I am stuck indoors with my toddler and sick baby, I do enjoy the rain from inside the house. Our weather has been typically Southern California- 90 degrees and sunny to 50 degrees and raining within a few days. Here's a couple of pictures I took last week, post-Santa Ana winds:
Peanut and I made homemade Valentine's for the family, using old invitations that were leftover from a bridal shower I hosted a couple years ago. We pasted construction paper over the invite part of the card and glued hearts cut out of construction paper on them, along with buttons from my button jar. (Peanut is fascinated by the button jar- she calls them "butts" and will ask for them, as in "peese, butts, mommy?"). After all that, she colored on them and we walked to mailbox on the corner to mail them.
I felt very crafty, making something with only materials in the house. That's my favorite, when you can make something without having to buy anything. It sort of justifies the large amount of crafty-sewing-knitting crap I have all over the place.
Also, per my last post, I am no longer on Facebook, as I find the idea of them owning the license to my family pictures utterly repugnant. Facebook, in my opinion, is becoming very big brother-esque. Creepy, so I'll just go back to posting here only.
Oh yeah, and I finished my first sock of my first cabling experiment. It came out gorgeous, in my opinion:
Later, kids.
Peanut and I made homemade Valentine's for the family, using old invitations that were leftover from a bridal shower I hosted a couple years ago. We pasted construction paper over the invite part of the card and glued hearts cut out of construction paper on them, along with buttons from my button jar. (Peanut is fascinated by the button jar- she calls them "butts" and will ask for them, as in "peese, butts, mommy?"). After all that, she colored on them and we walked to mailbox on the corner to mail them.
I felt very crafty, making something with only materials in the house. That's my favorite, when you can make something without having to buy anything. It sort of justifies the large amount of crafty-sewing-knitting crap I have all over the place.
Also, per my last post, I am no longer on Facebook, as I find the idea of them owning the license to my family pictures utterly repugnant. Facebook, in my opinion, is becoming very big brother-esque. Creepy, so I'll just go back to posting here only.
Oh yeah, and I finished my first sock of my first cabling experiment. It came out gorgeous, in my opinion:
Later, kids.
16 February, 2009
WTF, Facebook?
"You are solely responsible for the User Content that you Post on or through the Facebook Service. You hereby grant Facebook an irrevocable, perpetual, non-exclusive, transferable, fully paid, worldwide license (with the right to sublicense) to (a) use, copy, publish, stream, store, retain, publicly perform or display, transmit, scan, reformat, modify, edit, frame, translate, excerpt, adapt, create derivative works and distribute (through multiple tiers), any User Content you (i) Post on or in connection with the Facebook Service or the promotion thereof subject only to your privacy settings or (ii) enable a user to Post, including by offering a Share Link on your website and (b) to use your name, likeness and image for any purpose, including commercial or advertising, each of (a) and (b) on or in connection with the Facebook Service or the promotion thereof. You represent and warrant that you have all rights and permissions to grant the foregoing licenses."
- excerpt from facebook's terms of service.
- excerpt from facebook's terms of service.
15 February, 2009
13 February, 2009
09 February, 2009
Things To Do Today
Laundry
Dishes
Remember:
that this moment is just that- a moment that will pass and fall into memory
the way this child feels is your arms- the warm heft against your skin
the perfect rose-colored arch of her upper lip
the gentle slope of her lashes
the dark hair, so fine it looks like down, like the feathers of a baby crow
Don't forget to listen to her breathe
Dishes
Remember:
that this moment is just that- a moment that will pass and fall into memory
the way this child feels is your arms- the warm heft against your skin
the perfect rose-colored arch of her upper lip
the gentle slope of her lashes
the dark hair, so fine it looks like down, like the feathers of a baby crow
Don't forget to listen to her breathe
03 February, 2009
Stuff.
Gave Dangerfeet a pacifier. Yay! Silencio, por favor!
Anyhow, we went to the library this past weekend, Peanut ran all over the place, and R's books were only two days late. Oh well. But it was really pretty.
Also, I have cute kids. You can't tell, but that is totally a mohawk on that kid.
Peanut was thinking about taking a nap. Or conquering the world. Something or other, I guess.
Me? I've been knitting, too.
You are all excused. Back to your regularly scheduled programming.
Um, good night.
Anyhow, we went to the library this past weekend, Peanut ran all over the place, and R's books were only two days late. Oh well. But it was really pretty.
Also, I have cute kids. You can't tell, but that is totally a mohawk on that kid.
Peanut was thinking about taking a nap. Or conquering the world. Something or other, I guess.
Me? I've been knitting, too.
You are all excused. Back to your regularly scheduled programming.
Um, good night.
01 February, 2009
If It's Too Loud, Turn It Down.
Oh Weezer, how right you are. Three hours of crying, so far. R took her (Dangerfeet) for a drive, to see if that would quiet her.
Oh my, how lucky we were with Peanut- none of this with her. She was a quiet baby. Dangerfeet? Erm, not so much.
My ears are ringing and my teeth are buzzing in the loudness of my newfound silence.
Oh my, how lucky we were with Peanut- none of this with her. She was a quiet baby. Dangerfeet? Erm, not so much.
My ears are ringing and my teeth are buzzing in the loudness of my newfound silence.
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