Friday, March 30, 2007
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Monday, March 19, 2007
Saturday, March 17, 2007
I was reading one of the homemaking blogs I keep track of (large family logistics, the link is at the left hand side of the page) and she mentioned that every 'baby year' (she has 9 so there have been a few baby years!) she goes around and collects all the knick knacks and other non-functional things and either puts them away or gives them away. I had a few knick knacks around the house that I have kept and moved from house to house over the years mostly because the people who have given them to me, mean a lot to me. I have come to the conclusion that I better honor these people by using the time I would use cleaning and caring for these knick knacks (or feeling guilty about NOT cleaning and caring for these knick knacks) to call them or write them a note to tell them how much they mean to me! To tell the truth, I get a little depressed sometimes at the mis-matched nature of our decor. It is inevitable at our stage of life when we live in a rental and much of our furniture is op-shop, gifts or the cheapest available to do the job. But the mis-matched knick knacks, few of which were to our personal tastes at this stage in our lives (the musical carousel horse I loved at age 11 doesn't do as much for me now!) only added to the disjointed, cluttered feel of our home. So they are now sitting in a bag waiting for a trip to the charity bin so they can bless a different home that has time to care for them properly. The only knick knacks I have kept are the ones that my Beloved is attached to (he gets very sentimental over some things, he is much more romantic than me!), our photo frames (I have my eye on a set at Target that all match though!) and a small crystal squirrel that my grandfather bought for me in Switzerland nearly 20 years ago. I am hoping that nobody will be upset that I have passed on gifts that they gave me, but many of the items I have put away were given to me by people who can't come and visit because of the distance and their health.
If my energy had not given out I would probably be still cleaning away merrily, but bed calls. I just wanted to share as letting go of this clutter is a big thing for me! :)
Friday, March 16, 2007
I am the blessed mother
Of two aged under three
My beauties and my heartbeats
The very best of me
My days are filled with finger paints,
sloppy kisses, sticky hugs
With tantrums, pouting, storm clouds
‘Time outs’ and surly shrugs
I embrace the work I have
of shaping little people
But Lord knows I need that Sabbath rest
And the building with the steeple!
So off to Sabbath school we go
Dressed in our Sabbath best
For a weekly dose of the fellowship
And a little Sabbath rest
Church time comes and I scan the pews
I pick so carefully
For seats that are most suitable
For my two aged under three
The singing starts, my two do well
They sing along with glee
They don’t quite know all the words
But that doesn’t bother me
They put their offering in the bag
And settle for the speaker
But this, my gentle reader,
Is where the story’s somewhat bleaker!
My toddler starts to wriggle,
He’s about to sprint the mile!
For a kind church member
Is waving down the aisle!
Firmly planted on my lap
He quiets for a bit
Then starts to chortle and to wriggle
This child just will not sit!
I look around and find out how
My babe’s attention has been captured
Someone’s playing peek-a-boo
And young Billy’s quite enraptured!
I smile (somewhat thinly)
and turn my boy around,
Direct my attention to the speaker
And seek the message to be found
The calm is short lived at best
Madame two begins to giggle
The peek-a-boo culprit moved on
And is causing her jiggle
A stern word from Dad turns her back
To her colouring book for now
But not before someone else
Throws us a nasty scowl
I sigh and read the Bible
over my Beloved’s shoulder
Is it my imagination
Or am I feeling somewhat older?
Someone leans over the back of the pew
And hands my son some paper
Gleefully he rips it up!
He thinks it’s quite a caper!
The noise cuts right through the prayer time
And, feeling less than happy,
I take him to the cry room
To remove the paper and change a nappy
I listen hard to hear the word
As I complete his ablation
But someone else tries to engage me
In a conversation!
Politely I extract myself
and mutter up a prayer
I gird my loins and ready my heart
And head back into ‘there’
As I head in I see my Love
March Madame two right out
I hear the smack which is followed by
A Madame two sized shout
I suspect the peek-a-boo Culprit
incited riot and flack
Poor Madame two gets the consequence
Peek-a-boo should have got that smack
We settle as a family,
to hear the speaker speak
Madame two is happy
And Mr Toddler starts to sleep!
Just in time for benediction
And the final hymn
Oh well, I s’pose the Lord knows
We came to visit with Him!
So, dear reader, if this tale
Is to subtle and restrained,
I will make it clearer to you,
Put it in words quite plain!
Please don’t play with my children
When the Word is being read!
As a Child of God I need His Word
I need my daily Bread.
And I want to teach them to respect
The worship needs of others
To sit and be obedient
Especially to their mother!
Please lead by your example
And direct your attention on high.
There will be plenty of time for peek-a-boo
When we meet Jesus in the sky!
Thursday, March 15, 2007
is now fully recovered after being slightly devastated after Nana Julie went home (she visited for four days last week). She loved having Mum here and thrived on the extra attention. She is now counting the sleeps until we go to see Nanny and Poppy. This morning I put her in the bath and she said to me "I would like some privacy please Mummy!" which made me laugh. It made me laugh even more when she kept calling out "come and see me having some privacy Mummy!".
has fully recovered from the ant bite and seems to be working on yet ANOTHER tooth! He is into everything at the moment and his favourite trick to practise is baby chin ups. He grabs the edge of something (portacot, chair etc.) with both hands and pulls himself up so his feet are off the floor then puts his feet on whatever he is climbing and pushes himself up further. He refused to sleep in his pram yesterday while we were out so was completely distraught by the time we got home. His sleeping has been off all day today because of it. Just the times more than anything because he slept in this morning.
has slipped a little, the burst of energy has subsided but I am about to get another one. I can tell because the kitchen is clean! I need to put away the bottles of plums and find a spot in the freezer for some stewed plums and mop the floor, but other than that it's clean! The freezer is starting to get very, very full and there are no bowls of tomatoes left on the bench waiting for attention. I have bought a smoothie maker which is getting a work out at the moment. Banana and peach is my favourite, although the banana and pineapple I had this morning was quite nice too.
is slowing down now we're into Autumn. We need to mulch the garden beds and get some lawn maintainance done, but other than that things are very quiet at the moment.
Erin's jacket and only that still I'm afraid. If I ever say again "hey, I'll knit a jacket in 4 ply!" shoot me!
Thursday, March 01, 2007
made me so proud yesterday. We went to playgroup and there were mean, horrible children there who were just plain cruel. She went up to them and asked nicely if she could play with them to be greated with "No, you can't play with US!" among other things. She just took it all in her stride. My heart broke watching it! I took her to the bakery for a chocolate ball and drink afterwards then bought her a new colouring book and crayons (her other one got thrown up on a few weeks ago). As we sat at the table in the bakery she kept asking the waitresses to sit down with us and talk. I couldn't even take her to the op-shop (where she runs in and throws herself into the shop ladies' arms) or the Library (where she follows the librarian around 'helping' her until kids come in when she gives them a guided tour and assigns them toys to play with) because it was Launceston cup day and they were closed. When I have my license we are going to a different playgroup (this isn't the first horrible children incident) and she is going to a special music class and possibly dance as well. She has a great ear for music and sings constantly so she would love the music and a chance to interact with other kids in a supportive environment.
has finally finished cutting another tooth. He has also learned peek-a-boo. Not only has he learned peek-a-boo, he has learned how to manipulate Mummy using it! He has an AWFUL habit of shrieking at the top of his lungs in the high chair. He is always a very loud, active "here I am, of course you love me!" type of personality, but put him in the high chair and you get the volume and the personality ramped up and an unhealthy dose of miniature despot added in. So he is shrieking away at the TOP of his lungs (seriously, never met a child as loud as this one) and I am just about to loose it completely, turn around to give him a piece of my mind and he grabs his bib, puts it over his face then pulls it down, grins and says "DOO" (boo) Tell me, what can you do in that situation except smile?!?!?! Thing is, it happened more than once. Sometimes he says "Derrrr" ('there' as in 'Where's Billy? There he is!). Sigh, I think I just have to resign myself to the fact that this kid needs me to loose the sense of humor sometimes! It's all very cute to melt now, but the cops won't think it is funny if he pulls his shirt over his face then pulls it down yelling "Boo!" when he is 19! I, however, will still melt when he is doing it at 32 LOL
is still getting spring cleaned. The study is in dire need of it as is the kitchen. The kitchen has been getting too much cooking and not enough cleaning so looks like a bomb hit it. I should know by now if you let it go for a day or two, it takes a week or two to get in hand!
is still producing more tomatoes than I thought possible, that is part of the kitchen crisis! Blackberry season is starting to come to a close but I managed to freeze some to use at a later date. The corn isn't far off ready and my peaches from the most fussed over peach tree ever are starting to ripen!
as a part of cleaning up the study, I am trying to organise my craft to make it easier to get to. When my other table (destined to be a sewing table) is fixed up, things will be a lot easier!