Monday, November 10, 2014


We have successfully climbed up the ladder of 2014 that brings us to the top platform (I like to call it 9 and three-quarters, just because, well...), and that signifies that November is here. And in a few days, when BC Clark begins it's first round of jingle, that means we start the plummet down the fast wooshing slide that lands us - usually hard - onto the cold, January ground. 
This is the time when everything moves fast motion, and you're always behind and you always feel like you're running here and there, and picking up this and that and baking these and cooking those, and a lot of little 2 second prayers go up, thankful for the checklist getting shorter, or begging for a few seconds of solitude and grace as things seem to spiral out of control right before your eyes. 
It's the holiday season, and that, my friends, is a time of blissful chaos. 

In our few days of November, we've had some fun.
Daddy got emails, and Mommy got calls, and they all boiled down to one thing: We want Evan for academy soccer! and the momma was all "ummm, that sounds like we will be driving a lot on weekends", and the daddy was all "Well, he would probably like it, playing real soccer with real rules and real positions....", and the boy was all "Hey! I got drafted!! Just like the pros! They called to draft me!!", and we looked at each other, and knew that, yes, we should probably let him play, and since we joined late, the momma wouldn't have to drive all that much, so it was all good.
And he played that academy soccer like a boss.


And then there are the terrorist turkeys. I told you about them before. And I fear they're plotting even more heinous activity. They come regularly now to sit their giant scary butts on our fence and STAAAAAARRRREEE at me. Even through the safety of the back door, I'm hiding in the shadows. And they watch, and stare. And I can just hear them saying "Come on! Sit on top of their fence!! Let them know that 4 feet of chainlink could never hold us out! We! Are! Sparrrttttaaaa!!!" (and spit flies out)

I mean, basically.


So the cutest artwork that came home one day from kindergarten melted my heart. It was the one of us trick-or-treating. And I really, really wanted to enlarge it and hang it on the wall.
But it would seem that enlarging something to the size I wanted on canvas would be quite the buy, so I decided instead to just have him draw it again...or one like it. Or not like it.
SO, off I went to get some canvases. Three different sizes, two of each (because when you have one, you have to have another), and pulled out the paints and the brushes, and gave a big green light to the einsteins as long as one was a picture of us.

They began drafting their masterpieces with pencil first.
(how professional?)

The painting started soon after.

We haven't hung anything on our walls yet besides a mirror and a painting a friend gave me to take a picture of. It's just not to that point of renovation yet? I don't know.
Blank walls. It's the new black.
But, soon! You'll see the finished collection, and you'll think "why, yes! That was the perfect thing!"
and we'll all sit back and relax, because the empty walls will be not anymore.


Last week after school, November brought us our first illness? maybe?
After school in the pick-up line, I saw him sitting there, very quiet, very still, and i knew that something was a muck. Once all my students had left, we walked back to my room and he asked to lay down on the floor.
(and the mommy alarms blared)

He didn't have a fever, or a tummy ache, or anything really, just tired.
But just to be sure, i kept him home the next day. You just never know when the next flu-that-alomst-took-out-Edward-Cullen may strike again, and let's face it, no matter how many teeny-boppers out there wish it were so, we don't have a vampire to save us all.
So, we stayed home.
and he rested as i unpacked a few boxes from the garage, including a ka-zillion playdoh toys, which meant we had to make playdoh...

and we decided that we needed to put a buuuunnnnch of those in the garage sale box, and then we packed up the wooden trains into a tote because the train table was also going up for sale soon, but that called for one more track build before we put the lid atop it...

So, as you can see, his illness was very serious, indeed.

I hope November has brought you many blessings and fun thus far! Are you making a thankful tree? Counting blessings before dinner? Traditions are all the rage this time of year!!

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