Friday, October 14, 2011

Friday Foto

A secret garden

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Busy making something blue

Atticus and I took the car in for an oil change.  While we waited, he watched the TV that was turned onto Sesame Street.  While I do not let him watch shows on weekdays, I was glad to see it on while we waited at the mechanics.  He was too.  He pulled up his chair and sat mesmerized while Elmo sang a song about giving up his binkie.  I watched Attie for a moment, and he started to squirm.  Elmo was asked if he was sure he was ready to give up his binkie, and he thought and hemmed and hawed.  At this moment, Atticus turned around and looked at me, with tears in his eyes.  He climbed down from his chair and ran to hug my arm and sobbed and asked me to change the channel.  Elmo kept on and on about giving up the binkie, and Atticus just couldn't contain his sadness. He hid his face in my shoulder.  I asked him why he was sad, and he said he didn't know why this was making him sad, it just was.  I held him until the song was over.  Then, Mr. Noodle came on.  Silly Mr. Noodle.  He didn't know how to brush his teeth.  Since I am a fan of physical comedy, I started laughing at Mr. Noodle.  That made Atticus brighten up, and go back to his chair, and watch the rest of the show.  
The day was rainy, so we stayed in and did some very important work; a poem;

Yards of satin
 all shiny and blue

Making a costume for you-know-who

First we flatten with iron and steam

some pins to get ready for the sewing machine

It slithers and slips as much as a snake

What is it you ask that this son and mom make?
(It's a cape!)
Pictures of the cape will come.
As soon as the costume is done.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011


I was lucky enough to be taken out to dinner by my darling husband.  We had a groupon to a restaurant that specializes in South American food.  And it was GOOD!  
Date night is very important for my marriage.  I love getting out with Wade to talk, and of course I love to eat food prepared by professionals, and someone else doing the dishes.  
Groupon has helped us get out for cheeper, because we also have a babysitter to pay for, which can make date night too expensive to do.  However, I think it is worth it. 

We started with Caipirinha, which is rum (I think) soaked in sugar cain for a day or two, and served with mint. Or something like that. It was the best part of the meal.  Then we had arepas, which is corn flour shaped into cakes and grilled, then sliced open and filled. Ours was filled with all kinds of pulled meats and sauces that were wonderful.  Is that vague enough? Wade and I could not keep what we ordered straight, there were so many combinations of yucca, plantains, corn, avocado, chicken, beef, fish, potatoes, we just got confused. plus, these guys were singing beautiful music in my ear; 

This was like a pretty potato salad with some chicken in the middle.

Although this looks funny, it was soooo darn good.  It is a churro, which is delicious fried dough with carmel inside, sugar outside, and whipped cream.  I think I ate it all even though I was sharing.

Monday, October 10, 2011

Potomac Nature Walk

It is only quiet in our home when the boys are sleeping or when we have just come home from the library with bags full of books.  Then, it is sacred, still, quiet.  Otherwise, it is constant noise.  They love to hear their voices loud, and they talk over me and each other and the shout and laugh and scream. 
They don't walk quietly, they stomp, jump, run, tumble, and fly down the stairs.  They dress up like ninjas and hit and kick each other, yelling "HI-YA!!!"  They ride their scooter around the house and chase each other yelling "I'm gonna get ya!"  They jump off the bed, making the ceiling above the living room boom and shake like an earthquake.  They get angry and yell and cry and hit each other.  Then yell for me and cry some more.  

Peace comes here;

They need this.  They need to climb with a purpose.  They need to see brown dirt and put their hands on it.  They need to climb up high and see the earth from a new perspective, quietly hidden among the leaves, like spies.
They need big space to run a long time, and then pause to watch a snake slither into its hole.

They need green.

They need the peace of a steady river that has been flowing for ages.  They need to feel it with their fingers.

They need to see a seemingly unsurmountable task, and then they need to conquer it, with their strong, growing bodies.

And I need it too.  My heart fills up with love and joy when I am in a space like this.  I feel like the happiest, luckiest person on the planet.  I see how nature has created the most perfect home for us to live, and I am reminded of all the goodness surrounding me.