Alternately, alternately titled, "The Kind of Day for Making Lemonade"
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:: Some mornings we wake up later and/or are off our game. Just as I'm about to get some school started a tea party of epic stuffed animal proportions has broken out, so I set about my own long overdue playing (alternately titled: cleaning the bathrooms).
And if you let me clean the bathrooms, then once I'm ready to school again, the girls have moved onto "Our Town" (a.k.a. every homemade and tiny-creature-like creation we own). So I sneak in vacuuming and sorting the mail and such.
And if you get me to doing those things, why then the girls have moved onto art projects, so I squeeze in my workout for the first time in a couple of weeks.
By this time it's lunch, so we do the whole day backward. Which just so happens to be a beautiful perk of the school day for us. That and reading, "If You Give a Mouse a Cookie" as many times as we please.
:: More playtime? Our girls really run some top notch orphanages around here. I do have to admit, however, that Hope has been caught playing favorites. For once she found out Norton was my most prized possession as a child-- he has gotten some major preferential treatment.
We couldn't afford those overpriced dolls back in the day, so I had two knock-offs that I still loved dearly-- one was a red-head named Laura, of this I am sure. Yet one Christmas, sweet Christmas, my parents gave me Norton. He was in that special box with his birth certificate from The Patch. We were innn-separable!
:: The Saturday morning suspense. To the left: Will Hope pay attention long enough to actually kick the soccer ball as it comes past her? To the right: Why, hallelujah! She did.
:: Serve Someone Sunday. Daddy's brilliant brainchild. This time for some hardworking first year law students freaking out before their first mid-terms.
:: Her. Just her, in all of that two-year-old awesomeness.
Me: {joking} Did we have crocodiles for lunch?
A: {laughing} Noooooo!
Me: How about snakes?
A: Noooooo! {then slow and serious} 'Nakes are poise-nuss.
Me: {laughing now} And you're a genius!
A: {look of concern}No, Mama. I'm Leesie.
Me: I know that. Genius means you are very smart.
A: Oh {good giggle}. 'Den I am 'dat!
Me: I love you BIG much!
A: And you wuv me wittle much, baby much, tiny much!!
Me: You betcha.
A: {saddling her chair up next to mine as we eat cereal} Do you know if I'm a pwetty, pwetty pwincess?
Me: Yes, I believe you are.
A: Well, I know YOU'S a pwetty, pwetty pwincess Mommy!
A: {handing Maddie a favorite stuffed cat} Here'go!
Maddie: Can I hold your blankie too, Leesie?
A: {visibly deep in thought}
Me: Could you share it with Maddie for a few minutes since she's feeling sad?
A: Hmm. I think I's gonna share it with myself, guys.
A: {just after Nana left} Let's go home! Nana be there. She hug us.
Me: I'm afraid not, sweetheart. Remember she had to go home?
A: {furrowing her brow} Dat's 'spicable! (despicable)
:: For the better part of the week we had a mansion in Heaven, courtesy of the Hopester, taped to our living room floor. Oh my, it was so great.
Alysse walking the streets of gold.
:: Joe had a couple of late work nights and then went on a MUCH deserved men's retreat; but it's official, I've gotten spoiled. He used to have to travel all. the. time. for his job {please don't even get me started on the late night business!} and now a several day stretch seems like a long go of it. But the girls and I lived it up; for Family Night, the breadmaker gave us pizza crust and the mixer gave us chocolate cake.
:: Want another easy fall recipe? This one's been tested twice already this season with great success.
Gently beat with a mixer: One package of softened cream cheese with 1/2 cup of brown sugar, 3/4 cup pumpkin (optional depending on how fall'ish you want it to be), dash of cinnamon, and a splash of vanilla. Serve with apples or eat it straight with a spoon.
Neither here nor there. Just memories caught through the lens. So many uncaptured, of course. But I always love finding the ones I, for one reason or another, framed for the keeping.
Plus it sure delivers up a cold glass of sweetened lemons.
~Katrina
1 comment:
i just re-read this because i came over in my few bits of moments i had to see if i might have a new post to read. so i just indulged in a repeat read. and loved it all the same, if not more. i want you to know that your blog is a very sweet, sweet part of my week. never stop writing. i wish the world could see this!!!!
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