Today my Chloe is seven years old. Seven. With each passing moment, I am both astounded and overjoyed at our time with this little beauty. Continue reading
Valentine’s Day began with a bang for us and didn’t fizzle out until bed time. It began with our Valentine exchange, which was very cute. I gave the kids a little gift–silverware. Sounds super boring, right? Well when you have two kids who fight over a spoon at each meal (yes, you heard me right. A spoon. A kind of fancy cocktail spoon that has has wire wrapped around the handle and sparkly stones wrapped into the wire. It’s name? The Diamond Spoon) So I found a set of super cute rainbow handled silverware. In a set of 4! Perfect. They loved them. Continue reading
Handwork is a big part of our life and schooling. It is so important for the development of those little minds to work with their hands and one of the best ways for them to do this is by finger knitting. We’ve done this a lot, but recently they really starting loving it–especially Willow. Continue reading
Since our visit from Jack Frost, a lot of our plants have died–those who are true Southern plants that can’t hack the freezing temps. They always come back, but my real concern was the vegetable garden. Continue reading
“Jack Frost came, Mama!” Laelia called excitedly, jumping up and down and waving her arms as she called to me. He did visit. He left his beautiful etchings outside on the grass and plants and car windows. Inside we felt the cool air, so I of course, snuggled into bed even more, trying to get away from the cold. When I finally threw the covers back, I found my three sweet girls enjoying the “frost” on the windows. There was no actual frost on the windows, but they were quite steamy. Later we went out to see Mr. Frost’s artwork on our lawn. It was a perfect match for what they love so much–art. Anything artistic. At all. From the moment they wake up in the morning until the moment they go to sleep they are thinking about drawing and coloring and artistic wonderment, with a side of make believe and imagination. Continue reading
This is the week all my dreams have come true! Well, just one really. But it’s a good one! This week we got chickens! Rhode Island Reds. I have been wanting hens so badly, and for a couple reasons. I want the kids to experience life with chickens. We can take care of these animals, who in turn provide us with eggs that we can eat. And of course, the eggs that the ladies provide save us on money–we eat a lot of eggs around here!
Winter is officially here. Even in Sunny Florida we notice the little changes Old Man Winter brings. Our big changes come in January and February when we have to dress a little warmer. Right now we are still able to go outside in flip flops. But we welcome him and his fairies just the same.
Christmas is here! It’s time to decorate!!! This year, much like the last two, we decorated the tree together. I am always ready with the camera. Scott gets some good Nat King Cole playing in the background, while the girls are ready to grab ornaments and decorate the tree. While every year is much like the one before when we decorate, I know it is one less we will have with each child in our home. They are growing so big! My most favorite part is the excitement that begins on this day. In our house it marks the beginning of the Christmas season, even if it’s been in the stores for months now. The kids start to feel it swirling around them and from this moment until Christmas day, each little belly is filled with happy little butterflies, waiting until the Jolly Fellow visits our house. We finish up our happy evening with mugs of hot chocolate and a special dessert. I’m so grateful to be able to share this with these wonderful people. I’m blessed to be a part of their special memories. Continue reading
In Florida, we don’t have Christmas tree farms (that I know of). You can get some pre-cut trees, but you can’t chop them down yourself. When I was a kid we only cut them down ourselves. And it was such a fun tradition. We’d drive out to a tree farm about 40 minutes away, trudge up and down hills in the cold and sometimes snowy weather, looking for the perfect tree. We’d look and look and find some great trees, and when we finally found the tree, my dad would get down on the ground and saw that perfect tree at the base while we held it up top so it didn’t fall on him. Then we’d carry the tree back to our car and strap it to the top (although there were a few years in there when my dad had a truck and he’d toss it in the bed). After that we’d go into the barn at the tree farm. They had hot chocolate there. Usually we got to get a cup of hot chocolate and we’d be so cold that we’d drink it too fast, and would of course, scald our mouths with it. But it seemed worth it.