unintentional break
I know I just sort of dropped off the face of the blog-earth there. Steve spent last week on the West Coast Trail doing bridge inspections, so I was on my own with the kidlets. My hat is off to single parents.
I’ve also been mad busy. MAD. Meeting after meeting, on top of the whole about to have a baby any day now thing. I’m worn out. I have bouts of nesting, but mostly I’m just tired. Everything is overwhelming and it seems like there is a million things to do. This is typical for me in the last weeks of a pregnancy, judging by the archives, but it doesn’t get my kitchen floor clean or that trip to the grocery store taken of.
At any rate, tired or not I did manage to scratch off a few items on the old “To Do” list, including painting Callum’s room and begining the rearranging process for when Claire moves in there. I’m taking suggestions on how to cram two single beds, two dressers, the toyboxes and some place to store books. Bunk beds are out, the kids are too small, not that that has stopped me from considering the bunk bed route. The reality is that everything isn’t going to fit in there but maybe you’ve seen some sort of cool storage device for small spaces I need to know about?!
The weather out in these parts has been spectacular, so we are trying to get outside to play, or to the beach for a make-shift picnic. And we took a day-trip to Victoria to visit the Royal BC Museum and the Victoria Bug Museum. The bug museum was amazing, mostly because our guide in that tiny little room was amazing. The kids loved it, Callum said the cockroaches were his favorite part. That kid even pet a tarantula! Definite must do again although I’ve heard it is hit-or-miss and really boils down to getting a great guide.
Ramble, ramble. Hopefully I’ll get my energy up this week and do some more regular posting.
Everyday::The Harvest
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happy farmer
Today we harvested our pea sprouts we planted a couple of weeks ago. I’m assuming this is when you eat pea sprouts because I honestly have no idea but I’m pretty sure if we continued to wait we’d soon have peas…
These guys got thrown into our shrimp stirfry for dinner. If I don’t post for a couple of days, send help, I may have poisoned the family by eating these things. Or maybe that white mouldy looking stuff on some of the seeds is deadly…
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Total aside, I do enjoy how a series of photographs like this can paint me as this super Mom that should be featured in a magazine article - Mom Feeds Family With Pea Sprouts Planted on Window Sill. When in reality this harvesting took about 45 seconds and I spent most of the afternoon lying on the couch reading a book. In my own defence, I did the laundry too. AND made dinner (which took about 20 minutes, but hey! Dinner! Served!).
Everyday::Sleeping
sleeping
I was moving stuff around in the living room this morning (well, between reading my book and lounging around I was moving stuff around) and the kids decided to use this shelf as a bunk bed.
I considered moving it upstairs to their room. Considerably cheaper than buying two twin sized beds.
Everyday::Cereal for dinner
Auntie San came out for a quick visit today. She is actually in our neck of the woods for the Olympics as she has tickets to Canada vs. US men’s hockey on Sunday. Bet there are some jealous people out there now! Although I am not one of them.
Another crazy beautiful day and while that is not so good for the Olympics it is lovely for ME, so we went to the beach to show off, and have a feast of a picnic lunch.
another beautiful day at the beach. IN FEBRUARY.
Then we came home and lazed around in the yard for awhile before sitting down to a home-made dinner of cereal (what? it was poured into the bowl at home) followed by a movie with Papa.
movie time!
Kinda a nice way to spend a Friday. It’s too bad Papa didn’t work half-days everyday. I could get used to this.
Everyday::The Cardboard Box
the fun!
Like cats, really the only toy a kid needs is a cardboard box. As Jillian Jiggs would say
“Oh, look at the boxes! Yippee! Hooray! It’s hard to believe someone threw these away. I’m mad about boxes. Boxes are fun. No one will guess who we are when we’re done.”
never ends!