Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
Tonight, I was cleaning up after dinner, wiping down the counters and I spotted something behind the soap dispenser. I thought it was a wrapper or a piece of an envelope at first. Oh no, it was not. It was the one and only....Princess Leia! Not Ewok Leia, but the quintessential Hair Buns Leia! I took this as a sign that she was meant to be in my kitchen, why else would one of my children's toys have wound up on the kitchen counter, far away from all the other Star Wars figures?
It's clear she's meant to be here watching over things. Making sure no one puts rubber bands on my sprayer, that there is soap in the pump. I mean, why else does she have that rocking gun? I really wish that the gun was full of compressed air and could take care of the dust on my window sill. Of course, I could do that with a damp cloth too, but it's not nearly as fun as using an action figure. House cleaning action figures? I may be onto something big here... (Or just really overtired from a fun weekend)
Anyway, I did what any geeky mom would do. Instead of returning her, only to be lost again in the overflowing bin of Galactic Heroes, I placed her in a secure location. It happens to have a good visual of the surroundings and high potential to make me laugh when I'm doing the chore I hate most. I think she looks perfect here. It has to beat Jabba's Palace!
And yes, I would SO buy that Galactic Hero version of her too.
Friday, November 18, 2011
Thanks to SouleMama for the weekly inspiration!
Froggy, biggest brother's bed & a movie - the best medicine in the house evidently. At least for the toddler population.
Thursday, November 17, 2011
They're also customizable! We made fish, circles and triangle cracker cutters, and Nate made a few 6s. (Another benefit of homeschooling - see how you can LEARN while doing something? Something fun, with your family? I'll leave that for another post though. ahem)
We made these on a Tuesday, with the idea that we'd have plenty to bring with us to the park the next day. These poor fish didn't swim very far. They barely made it through the afternoon. Guess we'll be making a double batch next time.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
She also sleeps curled in a ball on her belly, for security maybe? It makes for a very sad photo because she looks like a defeated 2 year old who has given the most epic, convincing tantrum of her life to no avail. She has given into the exhaustion of the tantrum and fallen asleep where she stood, just moments ago, arguing her point. This is NEVER the case though. She just feels comfy that way. The thing is, it's much easier to believe that when you see her sleeping in her footie jammies in her warm bed - not so much in food stained shirts on the linoleum floor.
Near her brother's shoe - why not? Totoro's there to protect her, no worries.
Strategic placement - she's blocking the trash and the sink in one move. It was a hard afternoon for me, really.
Note her UNused pillow that she brought to the couch herself. Also, how do you sleep sitting up and not get a sore neck?
NOT a tantrum. She slept her peacefully for 90 minutes today.
Office chairs are so versatile!
Even the lollipop in her hand was no match for "The Rug". Maybe it's Lavender scented and doused with opiates?
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Never keep your eyelids clipped
Hold me for the pops and clicks
I was only for the father’s crib
Hair, old, long along
Your neck onto your shoulder blades
Always keep that message taped
Cross your breasts you won’t erase
I was only for your very space
Hip, under nothing
Propped up by your other one, face ‘way from the sun
Just have to keep a dialogue
Teach our bodies: haunt the cause
I was only trying to spell a loss
Joy, it’s all founded
Pincher with the skin inside
You pinned me with your black sphere eyes
You know that all the rope’s untied
I was only for to die beside
So itʼs storming on the lake
Little waves our bodies break
There’s a fire going out,
But there’s really nothing to the south
Swollen orange and light let through
Your one piece swimmer stuck to you
Sold, I’m Ever
Open ears and open eyes
Wake up to your starboard bride
Who goes in and then stays inside
Oh the demons come, they can subside
Monday, November 14, 2011
(*It looks like Nate is pestering and poking the snake in some pics, but I assure you no snake was harmed in the making of this post)