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Almost Eight

She made me a momma, that tiny little peanut of a girl. And now she’s almost eight. With an infectious laugh, melodramatic tendencies, tiny freckles across her nose, and wild tendrils of chestnut hair.

Avelyn Paige, you are my girl.

Angella - I love you both a whole lot.

Jen Wilson - It goes by way too fast.

Spring Update

Remember how I said I liked my bangs? Well, I have changed my mind.

The hassle now outweighs the benefits and I think I am going to grow the shaggy strands out, starting now. I knew it was inevitable, and while it was a welcome change in the dead of winter when I needed some variety and spice, I am basically over it now and am bracing myself for the awkward growing-out experience that lies ahead. Owell. Live and learn.

Yesterday we drove my mom to the airport after week-long stay at our place. Cue the sad trombone. It’s always so amazing and wonderful when she comes to visit. She cooks and cleans and speaks encouraging words to my stressed-out heart. She follows behind us with a vacuum, keeping the house looking less like a pigsty than its usual state; she makes me laugh, she loves the girls and cherishes her time with them. She is the best mom I have ever had. :)

Coffee breaks and pancake breakfasts. Score!

The signs of spring make my heart happy: the little tips of green grass poking through the earth, the daylight stretching into early evening again, the sound of birds chirping in the morning. This winter probably passed the fastest in my life (and I mean that in a good way; typically I feel winter drags on for years and is something to be endured rather than enjoyed) and I think it’s because we are getting to that stage with the kids where it’s actually possible to enjoy being outside with them. They can put on their own snow pants and boots and not have to go pee as soon as all the buttons and zippers are done up; they can play in the snow by themselves and not have a tantrum if they get snow down their mittens. And the big girls can now ski! Getting outside made all the difference and helped the winter season feel less like the agonizing purgatory than it had in years past. That being said, I prefer spring and summer and fall to winter and am so heartened by the change in season that’s all around us.

Other than that, life is just rolling along at its usual, wild pace. It is good and exhausting and beautiful and stressful.

Happy Spring to you!

 

 

 

Lisa - It took me forever to grow my bangs out! It seems like your hair grows super fast, so I’m sure it will be no time at all before those bangs grow into beautiful face framing layers. :) By the way, thanks for inspiring me to do the Whole30. I’m on day 14 and feeling great.

Jen Wilson - I wish we had more than a month of spring. This eternal winter thing is REALLY GETTING TO ME.

Jen Wilson - Oh, and also, I need to get tips from your mom because I want my daughters to say all these things about me when they’re older.

Angella - Yay, skiing! I’m so glad that we’ll get to ski with you guys for years to come. :)

Portrait of a Morning

Karenna snapped this photo today, capturing the blur of the morning. Kids running amok, half-clothed, getting out of jammies and refusing to put on actual outfits fit for public, me with pouffy bedhead and my trusty cupcake robe, a huge vat of honey for toast dangling from my hand, dishes strewn all over the counters, and a dog peeking around the corner.

The days pass by in such a flurry that before we know it, our girls will be grown and gone and I hope they remember the rhythm of these mornings, their momma in her homely robe, the warm honey on their toast, and how safe it all made them feel.

 

alimartell - I love this so much.
I truly feel like they will…remember the chaos as being kind of wonderful. Safe and wonderful :)

Zi - I love this too. Thanks for the reminder that the chaos is really kind of wonderful :)

Cayla Hochberg - How very Vanity Fair! I think you’ve got a young Annie Lebowitz on your hands. Ps I can’t find the dog.

Amanda Brown - Cayla, look right next to the honey bucket. :)

jenniferW - I haven’t commented on a blog in months but this was so perfect and so beautiful(!) and exactly what I’m loving these days!! Can’t get enough of living in the moment reminders :) Thanks :0)

Danica - Love it!

Danica - I also wanted to leave a comment on the next (last?) post but it won’t let me. Because, you know, book talk! I want to read both of those first two novels that you listed, so let me know how they are. I am currently reading Life After Life by Kate Atkinson, and it is a real winner. I highly recommend it. :-)

Merrily We Roll Along

There is just the teeniest hint of spring in the air and it’s making everything OK again. Here’s a February recap:

I am four days into the Whole30 challenge and while I was losing my MIND on the second day, I am feeling a little less homicidal and desperate now, so that’s good.  It feels good to be back on track with food and actually getting nutrients (how very novel) from what I eat instead of subsisting on buttery bagels and sugar-soaked coffees to get me through the day.

Karenna lost her first tooth. The video is up on Facebook (my Grandma wanted to see it and the file was too large to email, so I took the lazy way out and posted it for all to see) and is hilarious and touching and so great. Spoiler alert: Avelyn yanks the tooth out for her.

I have been taking in the bittersweet observations of Brinley growing up. She is getting so big that when I pick her up I have to lift with my legs, not my back, or I yank it out of place. She can recite the spelling of her name and knows what it’s called when a caterpillar turns into a butterfly (metamorfafish, in case you’re wondering). She is taking less time of the day to snuggle with me and is content to play on her own. She still holds my hand when we’re in a parking lot, so I’ll take it. It’s so strange to know this is the youngest she’ll ever be again and I am doing my best to really be present in these moments while she’s still at home.

Avelyn has her first piano recital coming up and that will be quite the feat! She is juuust how I was a child learning piano. When it doesn’t come easily to her, she dramatically slumps her entire upper body on the keys with a loud clang, the frustration echoing through the room. Then with a little prodding, a few minor threats and a pleading pep talk, she settles down and actually practices the songs and when it clicks and she gets it and can play, she loves it. She likes to be good at stuff. When it’s not easy to be good at stuff, she wants to quit said stuff. Apple, meet tree.

I’ve read a few good books lately: “Where’d You Go, Bernadette?”, “The Book Thief” , “Against All Grain” (it’s a cookbook) and I am just getting into Ken Follet’s Century Trilogy. Do you have any good recommendations? (Least original blog post question EVER, I realize.)

I cooked fish for the first time in my life last night. What? I grew up in Saskatchewan where all we had was Shake’n'Bake and antibiotics. I made a halibut recipe from the Against All Grain cookbook. I had heard a few people rave about this book but I was hesitant since I had looked at Paleo cookbooks before and a lot of them were written by really fanatical Cross-Fitters which just made me feel fat and scared and like it wasn’t a realistic lifestyle choice for me. This author, however, seems like a regular girl, who is gifted in the kitchen and doesn’t like to dead-lift her refrigerator. I highly recommend the book and have made quite a few recipes already!

How is your February treating you? (Second-least original blog post question ever.)

 

 

 

Jen Wilson - It is not so springy around here. As you’re well aware of how Saskatchewan winters go. I was (am) the exact same as you and Avelyn when learning things. If it doesn’t come easy, I don’t want to do it. I like being good at things as well. Oh, and I am SO WITH YOU on the Day 4 being better thing. I’ve heard Whole30 and 21DaySugarDetox (which I’m doing) are similar, and Day 2 was the WORST. I wanted to die. And inhale all the stupid chocolate cupcakes on my counter.

Is it June yet so all this dang snow can get the heck out of here?

Ashley S - I love that Avelyn yanked the tooth! Bethany is so squeamish I’m pretty sure she’ll be hiding under her pillow (literally) when Audrey’s first one goes.