Thursday, April 29, 2010
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
As I said in my last post, we went to the park yesterday and it was really cold. Greta really liked the goats, Anja was more interested in the chickens, but truthfully, Anja was most of all interested in the big rocks they have there. So interested, in fact, that at one point she was sitting on a big rock and one of the goats got a little frolicky and charged right up to her and the other little boy who was near. It completely freaked out the little boy, but Anja didn't even notice. I'm glad she's not afraid of animals... even when they are charging her.
When Anja first stopped taking naps I had a hard time with it. She was still really young and needy and that hour of time to myself in the middle of the day was a difficult thing to give up. But now I'm really glad she doesn't take naps! We have the whole day together and she can play by herself whenever she wants but she's also a good little helper and companion. She's so good to Greta [most of the time] too, helping her when sometimes I don't know what she wants. Then of course there are the other times when they spend the entire day fighting over the same toy. Ugh. But the other good thing about her not taking naps anymore is that she goes to bed easily at 7:00 every night and sleeps most of the night through, then wakes up at about the same time every morning. It's really nice. Although last night I got 5 consecutive hours of sleep for the first time in a veeeerrrryyyyyyyyyy long time. I'm feeling good today! Which is nice, since I have so much to do.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
I have the enormous task ahead of me of organizing all of my fabric and moving it from the bedroom closet (in multiple boxes and bags) into my new old trunk. Yikes. Currently, my dining room is a wreck as I tiptoe into this project and then backstep a little bit. For example, this morning I had the idea of moving some of the fabric, so I brought three bags from the closet up to the dining room. Then I took two bags back to the closet, left one bag out (letting the girls dig through the contents) and started making a paint smock.
Today Laura and MaryGrace came over and that was fun. And yestesrday Lina and her girls came over and that was fun too.
We have some new neighbors. Our good neighbors, Hugs and Nick, moved out a few weeks ago. I miss them. They led an alternative lifestyle, but we did have some things in common, and they were so nice... now that place is full of hoodlums and the things I watch from the upstairs window (doesn't that sound creepy) while I'm nursing Greta to sleep are just weird. In fact, they're so weird that I thought about calling the police. Maybe I will be surprised. Maybe I will eat my words as they become my close friends.
But I doubt it.
Oh well, at least we have Kelsey and her roommates on the other side. And I really like them.
Oh, and I stopped baking for various reasons since about Christmas. I have not noticed any difference in my waistline, but at least I don't feel like I'm spending our entire grocery budget on baking supplies! Anyway, on Sunday night I made chocolate almond biscotti and it turned out pretty brick-ish. Now, in my book, chocolate is chocolate.... but this stuff had to be eaten with caution or we might have ended up in the dentist's chair. Yikes. I think I should be done with biscotti all together. And in fact, I think I'll take another baking break. Except for bread, of course.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Friday, April 23, 2010
I made a dress for Greta the other day and am just sewing on the buttons (a project that sounds a lot easier than it is because I can't seem to get an uninterrupted minute to actually DO it) and I *think* it's going to turn out cute if I can get it on her. Luckily, she's a lot better about wearing the clothes I make than Anja is. However, I did have a moment of mommy pride the other day when Anja wanted to wear only the underwear that I'd embroidered a flower on and wouldn't wear any at all until I had dug that pair out of the washer and dried it for her. She was very pleased. Also, her favorite outfit is that crazy skirt I made for her, worn with a green shirt and Petie's sweatshirt with the dog on front. So that's nice.... and I try to ignore the fact that she has multiple mama-made dresses in her closet that she's never worn once. Well... maybe they'll be for Greta.
We had a dinner party last night with our neighbors--grilled venison burgers and tomato basil pasta salad. I think the evening was a success and our neighbors are so nice! No pictures, because I'm a loser. But the girls both got late afternoon naps so they were cheerful the entire time!
thanks for all the conditioning tips!
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Now, on to our Yesterday. When Martin took his vacation off his work calendar, he kept Tuesday as a vacation day with the intention of getting lots of yard work done. Har. har. har. In the morning we walked up to Great Harvest for breakfast. (My idea.) Anja walked THE ENTIRE WAY HOME, which is about a mile, pushing the wagon. Impressive! Next, my mom came over to watch the girls while Martin and I went to the range (my idea) and to Lindy Freeze (his idea.) Pictures:
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Saturday, April 17, 2010
This past week was a busy one. We spent one day with the Di Fabio girls and their children out at their parents' house, visiting the goats and playing in the huge grassy yard where the kids could run free and be happy and not get run over by cars. Anja and Charles
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
It's the "Hobo Sack" tutorial from MADE, and it's really easy. Of course, mine doesn't look nearly as good, nor as cute, as the ones that the tutorial comes from... but whatever. It'll do the job. Right now it's holding a book, some woodland folk, some gnomes, an orange, and--you guessed it--LOTS of dandelions!!
And other than all this, I have calculated that Greta has been teething SINCE CHRISTMAS. Yikes. Looking back, I think Anja was only a couple of months older than this when she got her molars (which was, by far, the worst experience of MY life) so I'm wondering if that is what's made this week so particularly awful. No sleep. Lots of whining/crying. Many, many instances of walking around with her face squished up, sort of half-crying, and her eyes so squinty that she can't see where she's going so she falls down and then really starts wailing.... *sigh* Also lots of chewing on her hands and biting other people. Do you want to hear about last night?
Okay, I'll tell you. So last night Greta was mostly awake until 1:00 when I finally decided to drive her. I got home at 2:00. She woke up before I'd even closed my eyes. I thought I'd do some walking around downstairs with her and I left the room not knowing that Anja was awake and watching me--oops! As soon as I left the room Anja flipped out. ...which of course, woke Greta up the rest of the way. And Martin too. So then we were all up, Anja's hysterical, Greta's just fussy and tired, and the only way we can get anyone to calm down or go to sleep is to go for a family drive at 2:00 in the morning. So we go. We got home around 3:00, Greta was asleep, Anja still awake.... not a big deal, except she didn't want to go back to bed. Finally, we convinced her that we'd all pretend to be puppies and cuddle up in bed together. That made her happy. Before going up I BEGGED her to go potty... no go. She insisted she didn't have to. So, we went to bed. ...Half an hour later, Anja wakes me up needing to go potty. So we go downstairs, go potty (which includes completely undressing, since she's in zipup PJs, and also includes going through all the choices of diaper cream/powder, application of chosen product, then putting the diaper back on, and dressing) then go back up to be puppies, but she's decided that's no good anymore. It takes awhile, but I finally work it out of her that she doesn't want to be puppies anymore, she wants to be cats. Well. Cats it is. And then the alarm went off way too soon.
*Going through this post right before I'm publishing it, I realize that almost every picture is of my children eating. Does that seem a little bit gross to anyone else?