Friday, September 28, 2012

This Moment

Inspired by Soulemama - {this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

Thursday, September 27, 2012

Cruising Right Along

Phase one (of a ton) of construction is over. The floor has been extended and is now put into good use.  We now have an eat-in kitchen/great room.  The space now feels better. More inviting.  More usable. 

This past weekend Nathan built me a "custom" table for under $30.  I had originally wanted a table with X legs and a bar in the middle for stability.  But, in the space we had for it, the table was just going to be too busy looking.  I don't know why I even kicked around that idea.  I always like things plain and simple.

With a quick shopping trip and a Sushi lunch for a special medium boy of ours, materials were purchased and a table was built.

If you know our little Logan, you can bet he was in on it.  Drill, saw, and hammer in hand.  He helped and stayed up late until the job was done.  Happy boy.  In fact, all the kids were into it.  I guess that is what happens when their favorite shows are on HGTV. 

I sanded it down and gave it a coat of primer ( a recomendation from the 6 year old) and painted it with the same paint as our trim and soon to be new cabinets.

The four of us love eating here. I like to eat there too.  I get to sit down rather than run around going back and forth.  I'm sure when Nathan gets back he will like it too.

Perfect. It was just what my family needed. 

Friday, September 21, 2012

This moment.

Linking up with Soulemama

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Under Construction

Things are under construction here.

Everything seems to up in the air - literally and figuratively.

I keep waiting until I can batten down the hatches and get some good home time.

I've never thought of myself as a winter person but I'm actually looking forward to days when we are "trapped" inside together.

We are doing our best to keep the daily rhythm of our home someone orderly.  It seems nearly impossible lately.  I often think of my late grandmother and wonder how she did it all.  I wish I could talk to her about it.

We all decided to step away from the "plugged in" and the toys and work on staying close.  Phones are put away until after bed.  Each boy gets a small box for the week of toys.  Things are locked up.  The results of our first official "family meeting" - a proactive coming together with our wee little ones. 

I just read this week an article that seems to be the very reminder of what we need.

" trying to walk away from the modern cultural belief that declares busyness, excess, and a full calender as the ultimate sign of success.  I am instead walking towards, in every day and every choice that I make, a life in which a connection to home, family, and place is what matters most of all. "  Amen.  

Sunday, September 2, 2012

A new rhythm

A new rhythm this week -- more like a hope for a new rhythm.

Mason is in school and just the Logan and I are at home.

The later of the two will get some great therapy soon - can't wait to hear what this little man has on his mind.  I might not want to though.

We are settling into very busy days of soccer, school things, routines, chores, and the best time of the day - books and bedtime.   Quiet time around the table drawing, crafting, and building make for just a bit a time to settle down.

I'm passed out early myself.  Single parenting takes it out on ya.

The middle man lost a tooth.  I'm sad.

We got the tail end of the hurricane.  Almost 4 inches after a hot, dry, miserable summer feels like we need to build an arc.  There was lots of running in puddles.  I wish I had my camera when Mason had his war paint on.  Never a dull moment with that one.

Knitting is on my mind as I hope for cooler temps and soft woolen days.  Slowly knitting a test knit sweater for a gal pal in England.  Then it is onto Mason's Harry Potter sweater with yarn he picked himself.

My wee baby isn't a baby anymore.  Potty learning is all the rage here.  Even the changing table will have a new home tomorrow.

Love notes abound around.  Mason writes all kinds of little affirmations.  Sweet boy.

Very excited about some horsey time tomorrow and a little break from the home.
Getting ready for another busy week and still looking for that rhythm.