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Sunday found me with a few blissful hours home alone

my grandmother’s gingersnap recipe is a force to be reckoned with-

it’s amazing that a cookie can bring back such flood of sweet memories

I cranked the Pandora Christmas music, baked, and crafted around

my mantle was in dire need of blue mason jar snow globes

fake snow (epsom salt) makes my heart flutter

’tis the season

trashy treasure

we were all home together this past Tuesday

home days almost always include lazy mornings and art

G’s fabulous teacher assigned a fun disguise a turkey project

(Tom became a Triceratops)

I saw this fab piece of long brown paper in the recycling bin at school

yes, I dumpster dove for my “Thankful Tree”

each day we’re adding more leaves of thanks

G’s project was so fun, A made one

in every artful thing, mess must proceed

win, win

Smart Toys and Books offered an Impressionism Art class today

“Trees by Moonlight” from A

“Stegosaurus / Transformer” by G

and Joey and I got to Christmas shop while kiddies painted,

WIN, WIN!

Thompson/Trent Team 2012

Thompson Delegation

Jaguar Ava

Precious Piggie

God dressed the trees up in splendor

….and then

after a lovely Friday night, I felt a little funny

……and then

it hit me around midnight:

stomach virus

(que mellow dramatic music)

I spent Saturday moving from bed to couch to recliner and back again

and then, Sunday I was back in the land of the living

my coffee maker never looked so inviting

pumpkins gleamed

art supplies beckoned

the last of the tomatoes shone

dinos roared (maybe some lingering effects of the virus)

and this guy took my breath away with his smile

and boots

and my heart is full with simple blessings

Friday Night Fun

a rhino and an owl walk into a pile of leafs

(there is no punch line- frequent with jokes around here)

….and spent Friday night jumping and playing

add in a campfire and some s’mores

good times sweet rhino and owl

Desperate Housewife

Well, I’m not desperate or a housewife.  I am however a bit of a frazzled home maker.  Today I started more laundry (we won’t discuss the three loads in my living room yet to be folded) before work, worked all day, ran errands at four stores, picked up kids, grabbed dinner on the go, and back to school for a parent meeting, and back out for McDonald’s teacher night.  Yikes- I just want a hot bath and enough time and energy to really scrub my kitchen floor (so dirty, you could eat off it).  The point being, I need to let go this expectation of the pristine home while working and babies and life.  I want to do it all but I do many things moderately.  A few balls always get dropped in the daily juggle.  I would love to have time to read more, exercise, even just dye my hair but for now I will settle for clean babies and a knowing that this season will pass.  Just as up all night with newborns, diapers, and high chairs have past and I long for the sweetness of that young babies stage while glossing over the exhaustion and smelly bits.  I am thankful for our blessings that include never-ending laundry, for active kids to chase, and for the opportunity to make this place a home  even if it is a less than perfect one.

Camping Part II

I am fond of creature comforts:  hot showers, climate control, my Keurig.  The stillness of camping with our little tribe of four brought something to surface in me.  I felt a contentment and peace that is very evasive in my life.  For once, the to do list and cleaning and shopping and laundry and work and demands just stopped and I realized that the wonder of God is everywhere if I’ll just be still enough to look.  I am by no means a true “granola” kinda girl but I think our family will be doing more camping.

fall break hit and we packed up like the Clampets

we made camp in the Smokie Mountains

this was G’s favorite spot

artist Ava

steak and potatoes never tasted so good

these two are as thick as thieves

samurai swords and clashing orange pants are a must

this girl earned best camper award

Fall in it’s Finery

odd ball, strange, and weirdo-beirdo kind of day

a person showed me a picture of her new pot-bellied pig during my TEAM evaluation

another person said “scally wag” and “baby daddy” in our meeting while explaining her new engagement but not so finalized divorce- alrighty then

a random, don’t know you from Adam,  guy at the drug store choose to show me a photo of his two-year old “booty dancing” as he put it

then he invited me to visit his pawn/music shop

I smiled and gripped my kids hands tighter and walked quickly to the door

yikesy frikesy!