Olivia and Zuzu

For some reason I can't get the video to rotate, so sorry about that.  Livy has discovered Ben's Zuzu pet.

Flipper

Couldn't find my camera cord at the moment, so for your viewing pleasure, I used a photo I had in my files.  One day recently, I walked in to find Ben playing his DS like this.   So, not even sure what I am going to ramble about, but I think I have a few quiet moments so here it goes:  We got our first garden tomatoe the other day and now we have several more...awesome!  So, I was watching the orginial show of Flipper with Ben since Dolphins are very much one of his favorite things of the moment...and I must say that I am compeltely amazed by Flipper.  Not only, was he super talented and smart...but also strong....he fought off (and I believe killed) an alligator and several sharks to protect and save his loved ones.  Who knew Flipper was such a warrior?  He always looks so playful and happy...flippin around and such.  It just tells you that ya never know what an individual has inside until they need to use it.  Maybe I shouldn't wear my Dolphins are Jerks shirt anymore.  Happy Tuesday!

Enjoying the h20s of SuMMer.

 My little beach baby.

 My Fish.

 My little boy who had just a tad too much mayo on his turkey sandwich.

 Neighborhood Friends in the Sprinkler.

The Dimming of the Day.
Busy, Busy, Crazy Summer days.  This week has been a whirlwind:  good for the most part, but exhausting.  I kind of need a break from summer to be quite honest!  I am thankful for the wonderful rains right now.  I love to hear the thunder.  Peaceful. This week we were blessed with an invitation from a friend to the lake.  She treated us to a wonderful day of sunshine and swimming. We had a few mishaps this week.... sunburns, chloriene burning eyes, smashed fingers...all to be chalked up as part of summer's calamities.  Baby is up and out and about, so hopefuly more update later.  Happy Saturday!

Hold your HorSes.

 Just wanted to share some recent paintings.  I had the wonderful opportunity to create Horse themed paintings for two little girls turning 9.  12x12 stretched canvas - acrylic paint

This painting was a special gift for a special friend of Isabelle's and her mom just happens to be my special friend......so we are all SpEcIaL. hehe.  Caroline loves art, reading, cats, etc ..so I tried to incorporate all that wonderful jazz into the concept of her painting.  :)

A Fresh New Day

 Fresh & Bright Farmers Market Flowers from a Friend.  These smell amazing and have really lifted my spirits this week.

 While visiting my parents, I cam across this birdhouse that I painted for them many many moons ago.

This sweet painting was requested by a friend as a gift for a little girl who is turning one.  Her bedroom is pink with green polka dots.  This is a 12x12 stretched canvas & acrylic paint.   Next project:  Two horses are calling my paint brush... ---Misc. Round Up this fine A.M.---**Just in case you are not aware, it's hot out there.  I am thankful to have the a/c on.**This time visiting Brookfield Zoo, I noticed there were no Elephants for my viewing pleasure.  What's up with that?  **There is a giant dead ground hog in the woods just past our house.  It smells horrid.  I wish someone would take him away or burn him.  **Olivia had a regular dr. check up yesterday (good timing) and everything is looking great.  She is developing wonderfully besides that she should have a few more teeth by now (she still only has the two).  Her Dr. really made me feel better about the fall and put things in perspective for me.  Bonus:  I threatened the other two children before the visit to conduct their "best behavior" because it was so important for mommy to talk without interruption and to hear what the Dr. is saying.  Well , I report that they did amazing!  **Between Isabelle getting to do so much with friends, etc and Olivia needing my constant attention , and Noah traveling more often etc...I feel Ben has been getting the short end of the stick lately.  He needs special one on one time with me.  Yesterday, I bought him an awesome book:  Brain Quest Workbook for Kindergarten.   We work on the pages together.  This is getting him ready to go back to school and we also get to spend special time together.  I love seeing how his little brain functions when he is figuring things out.  I adore how he sticks his tongue out of the side of his mouth when he is concentrating on writing or drawing.  **I also bought Isabelle a book:  Bindi Irwin's wildlife adventures.  Both kids were shocked when I told him that her dad died of being stung by a stingray.  Especially since Ben was just touching and playing with stingrays at the zoo.  **I also bought me a book:  a classic that I have never read:  Animal Farm by George Orwell.  **We have a fun day planned with a special friend.  I am surprised the kids are not up yet.  I think I might wake them up with some Zumba.

We took the Animals to the Zoo

 I just love the giraffes.  I think I could watch them all day.

 Beautiful Peacock

 Isabelle's favorite animal this time was the : Dolphin

 Nobody really liked viewing this expired looking monkey

This is a :  Fairy Bluebird.  When you see one, you are supposed to make a wish on it before it flies away. 
LAst WeEk:  The kids and I spent some time at my parents house for a visit.  We don't get out there as often as we would like due to distance and busy schedules, so our time spent together is very precious to us all.  Besides "The FaLL", we had some very nice moments shared.  Isabelle finally got her Ears pierced as an early birthday gift.  She picked pretty pink flower stones.  For those that know, getting her ears pierced has been a long time dream for her , finally fulfilled.  She has been so great about cleaning them 3x a day.  She has been dreaming of all of the earrings in her future.  I was excited to be in my hometown, as it always brings back many memories.  I have had a taste for the local pizza (phil's), so I was excited when we ordered that for dinner one night.  Also, Isabelle wanted to try:  White Castles, so we did that one day too.  The kids had a blast playing with Grandpa.  Ben had LOTS of questions for Grandpa.   Grandma made special meals and treats and planned some projects.  Uncle Al brought special gifts from Mexico (including puppets and a coconut purse).  I got to shop and get some great paint supplies.  We looked at old pictures and heard and told great stories.  This time has gone fast, but it is cherished.  Paintings & Other updates to come soon.  Happy Sunday.

tHe FaLL

I don't think I have ever prayed harder in my life than at the moment that my EMT brother, holding my baby girl, told me to call 911.  All that went through my head is that it must be bad if he is telling me to call. This Wednesday, visiting my family, after enjoying a nice day at the zoo and finishing dinner...we were sitting on the back patio talking.  Olivia climbed up on one of the chairs and I let her sit there.  I let her sit there because she was so happy and smiling and laughing.  The next thing I know, she stands up and stumbles and hits her head on the table and falls to the concrete ground landing on her head before I can reach her.   She cries immediately, but then she stops.  She lost consciousness.  In the moments that followed she gained and lost consciousness.  She cried and she was quiet.  The time from the 911 call, the ride in the ambulance, the rush through the ER....all is a blur to me.  I prayed endlessly.  I held her hands, I talked to her and I sang to her.  I stayed calm for the most part.   Everyone told me she was showing good signs (the crying, and movement).  Because of the nature of the fall and loss of consciousness, the doctors wanted xrays and mri/cat scan to determine any internal bleeds, fractures, etc.  We waited for results for what seemed an eternity.  We waited in the room that had bambi painted on the door.  I felt like throwing up and passing out.  My mind raced with what if's and should haves.  Once I could pick her up, I cradled her like I never have before.  My heart felt like it was bleeding.  Fear, Guilt and Sadness overwhelmed me.  But, I was also hopeful and I was so thankful because I believed at that point that she was going to be o.k. and she was.   The tests came back clear.  She was o.k.  My baby was o.k.  This nightmare was over, I was blessed to be taking my baby home. I was next to Olivia when she woke up the next morning.  She opened her eyes and very softly said: hi. I cried and smiled.  Hi baby.   Olivia is a climber, an adventurer, an explorer...she is nonstop.  I can't and won't let this baby girl out of my sight or reach in any potential dangerous situation.  I will not rest until she is resting.  I will not let go.  If I could put this baby in bubble wrap, believe me - I would.  But, I can't.  She needs to live her life in the real world and so do I.  I vow to protect her to the best of my ability always.  This precious little being is entrusted to me and I need to be always diligent.  I am so sorry and so sad that I let this baby get hurt.  She fell and I wasn't close enough and fast enough to stop it.  I shouldn't have let her sit on that chair, but I did.  Everyone tells me these accidents happen.  It doesn't change that I feel that I failed her.  It doesn't change that I could have lost my world that day. Within seconds ours lives could have changed.  Thank you, God for your Grace.  What I could not control, God did.  Thank you to my brother for being by my side and helping throughout the process.  Thank you for my parents for keeping the children calm and safe and loved and for praying for my baby.  Thank you to the emts/drs/nurses who cared for my baby.  I believe I was taught some lessons from this horrible experience.  I can't take my blessings for granted.  I have an important purpose on this earth to be the best mother that I can possibly be for these children.  That is what matters.  That is why I am here.  I have many feelings and thoughts to sort through, but something I know for sure is that each moment that I have on this earth is a gift and I must continue to LoVe with everything that I have to give.

Broccoli & Blueberries

Photograph:  Broccoli and Blueberries from our Garden.  On this lovely Saturday in July, I share the following:  A fly just landed on me and I wish death upon it.  Flys really BuG me.  I tried to smack it but, of course it escapes.  Ben is next to me playing with his Silly Putty and a pirates knife.  He keeps making things and asking me to guess what they are.  So far:  a snake, a rope, a worm, a bigger snake, a longer snake, a thicker snake....oh and another snake.  Olivia is drinking some MiLk so, I have bought myself a few moments of peace.  Noah is taking a nAp because he just rode his bike to Wisconsin and back.  Isabelle is at a playdate/sleepover at her girlfriend's house.  There is rumor that the husband is taking me and the remaining clan, out for the evening meal.  That of course means that I will have to attempt to look somewhat presentable to society since the rumored place is of decent stature.  This means clothes without holes and make up and some hair brushing.  I cut the boy child's hair and didnt do as a super job as I first suspected.  Now, I will have to have someone fix it up!  Good thing boy child is thrilled with the haircut and loves me to pieces.  Good thing he doesnt have a mirror to see the back.  I hear a bird chirping but cannot identify it.  The slight breeze coming through the window sure is swell.  I swept up lots of dog hair and cherrios today.  I suspect that there will be more tomorrow.  I sent a painting out into the world without taking a picture of it and this makes me feel like I lost something special.  I am astonished that we are already in the midst of July.  I now hear Olivia throwing hangers and books in her room.  I guess I should just look at it like she is rearranging. I got a nice letter today.  My current favorite song is: Hurt performed by Johnny Cash.  I started reading a book I got from the library:  So Long Insecurity by Beth Moore.  I started a fun painting last night but had to put it away due to time restraints.  Ben and I watched ALF together last night and wow, did the memories of the 80's come flowing back.  The kids and I have been dancing in the kitchen lately and it's quite crazy and fun.  Olivia is by far the best dancer of us all.  I picked up some new contact lenses yesterday and would like to report that my eyes have been doing super since the Dr. suspected that it might be the solution that I was using.  Olivia will not let me keep a barrette or rubber band in her hair.  She rips them out at first opportunity.  Her hair hangs over her eyes and she is happy and I give up the battle.  Her new favorite thing to do is: climb on my bed and then run to the corners and stop and fall down right before she falls over the edge.  She laughs the whole time, me...not so much.  Cleaning out my lazy susan recently, I discovered things stuck in the way back (pinched my arm and left a big bruise reaching for one of the suckers).  There were products from 1952.  O.k., maybe not that old, but old enough to make me question:  when was the last time I cleaned this out and why do I have this?  Don't EVER take your shoes off around Olivia:  your shoes WILL go missing!  You may even find them or at least one of them in the dog food. Vanilla Extract and an H20 mix are supposed to make for a good bug repellent.   I guess that's all I have to say.  Good Day.

Master Chef Olivia

 Today we will be cooking with a very talented and creative young lady.  Please meet :  Master Chef Olivia.  She is so excited to be whipping up a very special dish for us today.

 Here we see Chef O as she is deeply thinking about what would be the best recipe to make.  She really wants to wow us with her creation.  She shares with me that her love of food began a long time ago when her 2 teeth came in.  Although she still only has the 2, she insists that her palette is seasoned and sharp.

 Once her recipe is decided, she inspects and gathers her fresh ingredients, utensils and kitchenwares.  The ideas start flowing and she gets to work.

 Chef Olivia works endlessly on this amazing dish.  She spoons and stirs and measures and tastes.  She tosses, flattens, smooshes and tastes some more.  The process seems complicated yet she makes it look so fun and easy.  Each step is important to get the proper product in the end.  Her methods are unusual, and she talks, giggles and screams alot during the process.  Step by step, she is getting it done while being hugely entertaining at the same time which is a wonderful quality in this profession.

...and finally, she whips off her hat:.. the dish is complete.  The Chef seems very happy with the results.  I still don't know what it is exactly that she has made for us today, but if she is happy, I am sure it is a 5 star meal!  Thank you for joining us today! ....now, I have to get the clean up crew in here...and the Chef needs some milk and a nap.

Red White and Boo

 Here we see the baby girl gearing up to be lots of trouble.  This kid is a nonstop whirlwind of distruction.  What is so neat about what she is wearing in this photo is that Isabelle had the same outfit when she was around the same age.  So I pulled out the scrapbooks this weekend to find the photos for comparision.  It was fun.  Then the kids and I went through some of the books and it was so fun to look back and remember our special moments and see how much the kids have grown.  It also gave me the giant urge, to get my stuff out and start trying to catch up a little bit.  I honestly have not done much since Olivia has been born.  She has a few pages that include her but that is it.  So, the guilt sets in.  I must keep this goal on the top of my list.  My scrapbooking brain even pulled sparkler boxes out of the garbage because they will look great on a page layout! 

 Here is the lovely trio all decked out in their red white and blue. 

 Here's Benny Boo running around like a firecracker before the fireworks.  Yes, he still needs a haircut.

 Beautiful Isabelle was thrilled that we saw a class friend before the firework activities.  They got to play for quite awhile together.  Olivia was not interested in the fireworks yet this year.  I had to keep her from empting out my whole purse into the darkness of the grass. 

One of the evenings recently, Noah made this coconut chicken on the grill.  It was very good.  So, the long holiday weekend is finally over and to be quite honest, sometimes 4 day weekends can get a little too long.  The heat doesnt really help the situation either.  This holiday I felt like Cinderella and not in a good way...in the way that she she has so many tasks to do that she never makes it to the ball.  Oh well.  That is my rant of whining and feeling sorry for myself, now I must move on to happy thoughts and lovely days. I'm excited about many wonderful projects and events on the horizon.  It looks beautiful outside, can't wait to start TODAY.

Peas and Pigtails

 Garden Peas.  There is just something super special about arriving in the garden early morn, feeling the faint breeze, seeing the rising sun, touching God's earth, hearing the birds a.m. lullaby...and tasting the delish of a fresh picked vegetable.  But, then...the kids see that you are in the garden and start yelling at you from the window in the house, you can hear them fighting, they are asking you questions (like: can I have breakfast?((and the thing about letting those little people eat, is that you have to clean it up - ugh)))...which is oh so great, and then the flies & bugs start nipping at your face and try to fly within you eyeball and up your nose, then your remember that you forgot to put on your junk shoes for the garden and the fresh mud squishes through your toes of your good shoes...and because of the kids royal rumpous, the dog begins to bark...and lets just say this is less the ideal, relaxing and magical garden experience that I knew only moments earlier, so I gather up my green goods in my shiny bowl and I make my way back to the funhouse.  Cleaning and shucking the millions and billions of peas is beyond tedious.  The many pods are empty and only one serving bowl is filled with these sweet delights when all is said and done.  Nothing like eating a fresh a garden pea.  They sure are swell.  But, maybe next time, I will just grab a bag out of the freezer...maybe.

 This is my first child with a raimbow on her head.  We went to a local festival this past weekend.  The kids enjoyed the parade the best (probably because they got lots of sugar thrown at them). 

 Here is the boy child, letting the first child "do his hair".  He needs a haircut.  It's always a challenge taking the children in, so I guess I have been avoiding it and hoping that Noah will bring Ben when he goes.  But, since barrettes and rubberbands are now making their way onto his head...I should probably take care of business for the lad.

 We recently visited friends who live in the country.  They have lots of chickens and kittens.  The baby girl especially liked the kittens.   Nothing sweeter then a baby with a kitty.....except when she tries to strangle it and pop it's head off.  That's not as lovely as one would think.  I'm pretty certain this kitten still has two eyes after we were through with it....but I am not positive.

I am LOVING that we can put Livy Monster's hair in little pig tails now.  Now shes not just cute, she is extra cute (in my mommy opinion).  Since Isabelle is not letting me do here hair much anymore, it's nice that I have a new defenseless victim to experiment on.  Here we also see how the baby just can't seem to concept the drinking from water cups that she steals off of nearby surfaces.  Some other news & thoughts & then I have to Scram:  But, I can't really think cuz it's really loud here at the moment.  So I think I will end things here and now.  Good Day to YOU.

try try again.

I thought I would try posting the pics that I tried yesterday and this time it worked.  This painting I am loving, but I am not exactly sure if I am quite done with it yet.  I think I might add some color or something where the butterfly is pulling the name up.  There is glitter on certain elements of the painting to make it magical, but the glittler is always hard to see in photographs.

Here is my happy baby.  Please ignore the whirl-wind of a Godzillaness rampage behind her.  She truly loves to be a terror...ripping books off the shelf one at a time.  This is challenging for me of course because I like a neat and orderly bookshelf...but it's not my bookshelf...its hers so I have no choice but to let go a smidge.  Here she sits in one of Ben's trucks.  She thinks it's the funniest thing ever.  She just giggles at herself.

Chocolate Milk

Greetings.  For some reason I can not load the images that I wanted to my post right now.  I was going to show you a cute baby and a new painting or two.  I was even gonna maybe show you 2 cats fighting (I took a pic cuz your really dont see that everyday).  So maybe next time I post it will be operating correctly.  Let the rambling begin:  Have I complained to you about my lavendar smelling kitchen garbage bags yet?  Well, let me just say that I have discovered that the instilled lavendar smell, smells worse than the garbage!  Makes me wanna puke everytime I come near them.  I think I have like 30 somthing bags left to use.  joy.  I let Isabelle have a sleepover with a friend last night.  The girls had so much fun and it brought back tons of memories for me...when I was young many moons ago.  I might get some time to myself (well not counting Olivia) coming up the next day and if that is the case, I think I will whip out the scrapbooking supplies.  I am sooooo far behind....and I have the creative urg.  Just want to make a least a couple simple layouts or a mini album.  I have guilt that Olivia is in like none of our scrapbooks....and I so enjoy it and miss it much...its just a lot to drag that stuff all out, but if I keep it simple, It should work...of course I must unbury my creative workshop desk (card tables in the basement) first.  I finally got the kids to the library to sign up for the summer reading program.  (I was avoiding paying/fighting an unjust fine, but I faced it and took care of it).  I also signed up and I got a free book from a red cart.  The book I choose is one currently in the stores as somewhat popular, it is titled:  Heaven is for Real.  It is about a little boy's account of visiting heaven while he was on an operating table.  I love when the grass is fresh cut and the floors are clean.  Yesterday was that day.  I switched funiture around in the living room which is always fun.  Ben helped me with the floor and told me he thinks he does a better job then me.  I made an eye dr. appt to get my eye irritation problem figured out.  I think there is something faulty with my contacts or somekind of something in my eye...I dont know.....when I told Ben they might give me a patch for my eye, I found him crying later on....he told me that he didnt want them to take my eye out or for me to wear a patch.  I told him that it probably wont happen and if so we could be pirates together. He was happy again. It's quite chilly out at the moment...long sleeve or jacket weather.  I don't mind.  I have pink paint on my wedding ring.  I do mind.   Lots of giant blue jays lately...must be the suet. I think that is all I feel like talking about right now.  Lots on my mind.  Lots on my heart.  Lots on my to-do list.  I'll probably write again soon.  I know I did not mention anything in regards to chocolate milk like my title may indicate, but I couldn't think of a title and C. milk is always a nice thought.  I wish you farewell until we meet again.

Tea Horse Rambling

 Surprise Tea Party waiting for Grandma to arrive.

Horse Riding.

How beautiful is this morning?  The sun, the slight breeze, the birds.  What gifts.  Simple, yet not.  Simple to appreciate if taken notice.  Easy to miss if not.  I have one vent this morning and then I will move on with positivities.  The vent is as follows:  I am so sick and tired of picking up other peoples (and when I say peoples, I don't mean just children, I mean adults as well) garbage (not even messes, but actual garbage including especially:  popsicle wrappers, chewed gum and the remainders of a seeded watermelon).  Disqusting.  O.k., so we move on.... I am trying to fight a slight saddness that seems to be seeping into my heart the last few days.  I am trying to focus not on numbers (ex: facebook friends, scale, bank account, etc), but on HeArt and love and goodness and sweetness, because GOD knows that I am blessed with so much of that amazing content in my life.  I must remember that in what may look like a hopeless situation, that there is hope.  I must not give up and must keep trying and showing kindness that maybe it will make a difference in someones life afterall and maybe that will matter in the big picture.  Right now I am praying for a little girl (not my little girl) who seems to have a very naughty nature and angry and at times mean heart.  This makes me so sad, and as frustrated as I get, I must remember she is a child and what my purpose, influence ...Heart...can possibly do if I don't give up on showing love.  I do find it extremily challenging and tiring, but I know I just need to take deep breaths and keep trying the best that I can. I need to try harder.  Today I focus on the beauty of the day.  I focus on the smiles and hugs that I constantly get from my children who are so filled with love and light.  I want to attempt to create some art today.  I can already feel the paint running through my veins.  I must remember to take steaks out of the freezer for the evening meal.  I found Olivia naked in her crib yesterday saying: hi , hi, hi.  She took off every stich of clothes including her diaper and threw them over the edge.  The children are getting too big too fast.  Summer is running away.  Time is slipping away.  Lightening bugs are out.  (not at the moment but last night).  I am having a problem with my eyes/contacts.  I need to get in to dr. soon and find out what is going on.  The newest issue of Life: Beautiful magazine arrived in the mail the other day (thanks to a beyond awesome friend!) and it is an excellent issue that I got much out of.  My goal today is to make the children feel extra special and loved today.  I will extend many smiles and try to say as many YES's as I can to requests.  I plan to do minimal cleaning just to get by today because honestly there is not time in the day for it all.  I hope the guy comes to cut the grass today...it looks like a jungle out there.  The garden is producing snap peas now which is super.  Ben only wants to wear sleeveless shirts these days so he can show his big muscles. We were blessed with garden fresh picked strawberries from our neighbor...so sweet.  I hear singing from the bedroom, they have risen for the day (they sleep later when I drug them with a fan).  May your Saturday be bright and peaceful.  Good Day to YOU.

Custom Name Paintings

 I made this painting for a wonderful family!

I am working on NaMe paintings for some very special little girls.

How fun!

Art Day in the (red) Hood

 Something I truly have a fond interest in is:  Fairy Tales.  These enchanting, mysterious stories leave so much to the imagination and create magical worlds of endless possibilities (kids are currently having sword fights with their cereal spoons around me, so I currently apologize for thoughts and words that may not connect, but honestly this is how my brain functions most of the time...well unless they are at school or sleeping).  So anyWho, I have been wanting to create a red riding hood painting for a while.  I gathered some different ideas and incorporated my own and wolah.  I really am happy with how this painting turned out.  There is some unknown as we look deep into the woods.  The wolf...is he howling at the moon?  Is he looking at the moon...is he looking at little red?  Where do his legs end and start...or are those trees?   What is hood thinking?  Is she frozen in fear?  Is she intrigued?  Has she made it to her grandmothers house or on her way home or has she just begun her journey?  What's in her basket? Does she know how to bake?   Does she have a scones recipe she can share with me?  What about that bird?  I made the bird all white at first...but it felt "right" to add some red.  Is it a simple of hope?  Is it a messenger?  A guardian angel?  Just a spectator?  Who knows what takes place in the woods...

 Below is a fairy or Gnome house rock that I have started to paint (not finished yet).  It's hard to paint on a rock.  (get it, hard? I know...).

 Below are my children, so excited that I announced it was once again:  ART DAY.   Once in awhile, I get brave and I plan a day for us to get creative and messy.  Yes, I had to wash paint off of the floor and wall...but for the most part it was a good productive project day.  The kids kept saying how much fun it was, so I think well worth it in the end.  (despite Olivia dipping her hands in a whole paint tray when noone was looking).

 Below:  We even incorporated Ice Cream Cones into this special day.  (well, really what choice did I have?  At the denist office, they got free coupons for being good patients...)

So, who knows what today will bring?  We slept very late.  Although everything is wet from the storms, it looks like the sun is peaking through.  I already saw a hummingbird this a.m. even though I have no food in the feeder.  It came anyway.  Isabelle has a playdate scheduled for today.  So Ben and I may do more art before I clean it up.  Laundry is piled to the ceiling and I don't care.  I think I will make vegetable pizza again today (made it the other day and it was a big hit).  I enjoyed the movie:  The Kings Speech.  I am liking the show:  Master Chef and I always enjoy Kitchen Nightmares.  When I can't sleep, I watch these shows.  Why is it when I really want to find a magazine, I am in a magazine mood, that I cannot find any?  Better get my broom out, Olivia is done with her breakfast.  Isabelle is listening to Taylor Swift and making friendship bracelets...Ben is looking for something else to paint.  I must get this circus act together.  Have a beautiful day!

Life in these here parts

crazy busy weekend.  the children are out and about and in and under, above and within, the children.  Have I ever shared what my most unfavorite part of the day is?  It is cleaning up dinner.  I dread this part of the evening.  I don't know why....but I do.  Everyone else leaves the premises and there I am alone with the mess.  They are off relaxing and having fun, I stand there with the leftovers...with the spills, with the crumbs and the stains, with dirt....and the dread.   I try to change my feelings...I truly know that it is not so bad....cleaning up the dinner mess.  I know I should be thankful that I have a wonderful family to clean up after...that we have good food to share and a roof to share it under.....but, I am just being honest....I can't stand this part of the day.  It makes me sad and tired.   Today I have turnips and beets and squash to clean up...among other things.   The dog is whining.  I put him in the bedroom because I can't stand him at my feet as I clean up.  Guess what?  I haven't really cleaned up yet.  I came here to the computer and I began typing.   So that task at hand taunts me in this evening hour.  I know it's there.  Unfinished and waiting for me.  I know it is not going anywhere.  But, I delay it for a few moments.  I'm hot and like I said the dog is whining.  Sometimes I want to put thedog in a burlap bag and drive him to the nearest lagoon, but honestly...I don't even have a burlap bag....so basically impossible.   Have you ever tried to take a decent picture of 3 children all looking at you and smiling?  Can I confirm to you that I find that challenge a bit impossible, challenging to say the least.  If I put the dog on the table, maybe he will eat all the leftovers and I wont have to clean it up...yet again he will probably break the dishes, throw up and leave the turnips anyway.  Not my best plan I must admit.  I do plan to incorporate paper plates more often though...and my dish soap....my dishsoap clearly states that it is the scent of:  New Zealand in spring.  How am I supposed to trust that this is true?  Earlier I stated something to Benjamin (the young lad in the family) and I told him "that's FYI" and he said, what's fyi and I said, Ive told you before and he said, oh yeah "FOR YOUR IMAGINATION".  Yes, Ben basically, you are correct...imagination, information - really truly what is the difference?  Well, I suppose I should venture into the kitchen area to confront the horrilbe that awaits.  There is no way around it.  I want to sit here and read magazines and drink wine....but that's not in the cards and I don't even play cards so that makes it even more unlikely.  Until we meet again....may you believe that your far off country smelling dish soap will lead you to a better land.  ;)

More - Whimsical Garden Mural

Although I am not finished yet, I could not resist posting more pics of how the mural is coming along.  I absoutley love it.