After dinner walk

After dinner walks are for...

Pretending your bike is a chopper.

Sporting Mamas bike helmet.

Wearing sun glasses.

Just being with the family.

Long shadows.

What a great way to end the day.

Getting our hands dirty

It was so nice this weekend. We finally got out and took care of weeding the garden.
I did not do anything with the garden after the fall harvest so it was a little over grown.
Before pictures-

Good thing I had two eager helpers.
The Littles had so much fun exploring the dirt. The worms and slugs were their favorite. The Little Man also had fun filling his dump truck full of weeds.
After pictures-

Now I just need to fluff up all the dirt and add in some compost and it will be ready for some plants.
I am thinking of doing mostly a salad garden with carrots, radishes, lettuce, spinach, tomatoes, broccoli, peas and green beans.
My oldest brother is is doing an amazing job on the garden over at the lake house. We were over there today planting broccoli, carrots, spinach, corn and zucchini.
I am looking forward to spring and summer. Today does not really feel like spring since it is so cold and overcast. I guess I packed away The Littles winter clothes too soon.

Paint me a picture

I asked The Littles to paint me a picture while I did the dishes and started dinner.
Most days I will let them help me with the dishes but today I just wanted to get them done without a gallon of water on the floor.
I moved the easel into the kitchen and I let them go to town.
I did have to lay down a few ground rules before they started.
1) Both children had to share the painting space (no fighting).
2) The paint is to stay on the paper (no painting your sibling).
Then they were off to paint me a picture.

I did not realize until I took this picture that The Littles were both picked out striped shirts today. I had nothing to do with the matching stripes. Both kids insist on picking out their own cloths and putting them on by themselves. Even though one little two year old needs help to get the clothes on the correct way most of the time but when it does not really matter I just leave it. Tonights pajama shirt is on backwards but its all good.
If there is an outfit or shirt that I want either one of The Littles to wear on a given day I have to do a little prep talk a few days before or otherwise I am in for a huge battle.
Back to painting.

Not long into their painting The Little lady was off to the bathroom to get a stool to sit on. The stool brought up rule number 3) Share the stool (dont push).
Before I knew it I was done with the dishes and The Littles were done with the painting.
There was no fighting, no pushing and no water on the floor. Win, win, win!!

They were so excited to show The Hubby the painting when he go home from work.
I think that they did an amazing job working together to create this work of art. Now to find just the right spot to hang it since The Little Man checks the recycling daily to make sure his artwork is not in there.
But this is much to beautiful for the recycling.

Hugs

Keep truckin'

I am not a runner and I will never ran in the Boston Marathon.
I am not a biker and I will never competed in a Tour de France.
I am not a mountain climber and I will never summit Mt. Everest.
But what I do know to keep moving on the the end prize you have to keep truckin'.

It has been a month since I last posted and a few months since I 'really' posted.
I am ready to put one foot in front of the other.
I have two amazing kids that keep me moving no matter what.
I dont really feel ready but I know that its what I need to do.
So hopefully this time I can truly say... I am back. I am not back to normal but that will take a little more time.
But I am back.

Finding a new normal

My life was turned upside down last week. Then thrown through the spin cycle and now its turned right side up again. But it does not feel like the same old, same old. Maybe I am still a little sideways.
I feel like I am going to be this way for a while so I guess I need to find a new normal.

nor-mal; adj.
conforming to a standard; usual, typical, or expected.

I am off to find normal a new normal and hopefully I will be back soon, to share in my new discovery.

I have been underground

I have felt like I have been living underground for the past few weeks.

The flu just made me feel like I was drug through the dirt and now I am finally brushing off the dirt.
I am finally feeling like I am crawling out of my hole and seeing and feeling the sunshine.

I am so excited that spring is just around the corner.
I am ready for the flowers to bloom and the sun to shine again.
And just maybe with this funk lifted I will soon blog again.