Homemaking

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homemade pumpkin cookies || clean dishes || sifted flour || dirty laundry || clean & folded ||  firewood ready for splitting & seasoning || shirt to mend || cabinet organized || kindling for next fall

I have been thinking a lot about chores and what it means to home-make. To make a home really means to keep it well, to pay attention and do the little things on a daily basis so that they don’t become big things. I have never really understood that saying that people put up in their homes, “A clean house is a sign of a misspent life.” I mean, I guess I get it to an extent: don’t waste all your time cleaning up or you’ll miss out on the good stuff. But really, I still can’t get on board with that quote.

To me, a clean house, organized drawers, things put away in their places (including toys), and an overall tidiness brings me such peace. I try to do housework with a cheerful attitude and see the importance in each task, no matter how basic. But of course, there are those jobs I can’t stand, like dusting or cleaning toilets.

My favorite jobs are cooking, baking, dishes (though Andrew does them every day), laundry, and any outdoor work. Gathering free logs during the summer for Andrew to split, stacking them in our garage, and watching the pile slowly grow as the wood dries over the hot summer is so satisfying. Weeding the garden is a chore I wholeheartedly enjoy, though I understand not many people do. And of course, planting and watering and watching those plants grow seemingly overnight into vegetables I can carry a mere feet to my kitchen sink?! There’s nothing better!

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Sleepyheads

DSC_0004DSC_0006DSC_0003The other night, I snuck into Emil’s room to remove two of the three blankets he insists on sleeping under every night. It’s June, and we had yet to turn on our air conditioner- (we finally did yesterday when the inside of our house reached 88!) and though the weather has been beautiful, it can get warm in his room, which makes him wake up a hot, sweaty, angry mess in the middle of the night.

When I snuck in, I found him on his back with both arms behind his head, sound asleep, like he was just too cool for school. So of course, I snuck back out, grabbed the camera and flash, and took his picture. And since I was at it, I then snuck into Milo & Oliver’s shared room and snapped a few more. I’m so glad I did.

Seeing those sweet little guys fast asleep just makes my heart swell, and reminds me just how vulnerable and young they are. They are the most amazing kids- tender and thoughtful and energetic and imaginative and healthy and happy. How did I get so lucky?

P.s.- If you are wondering why Oliver looks so beat-up, it’s because he jumped off a high ledge at the Botanical Gardens last weekend and didn’t quite make the landing. Poor kid has always been so cautious and now when he challenges himself he often gets hurt. But the successes are so much sweeter for him!

Weekend Shenanigans

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This weekend was a take-it-easy kind of weekend. We were all feeling uncharacteristically tired, so we stayed around the house and did some much-needed organizing and yard work and didn’t venture out too much. Sunday was gray and rainy- perfect for baking some cookies and getting the laundry done.

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But we are still having a rough time with the lack of naps. The boys wake up early every day and play pretty hard. We encourage “down time” with books and the occasional video (Wild Kratts on PBSkids.org is a favorite), but by the time late afternoon rolls around, there are usually lots of tears and meltdowns. Ah, the highs and lows of summertime!

Hope you are enjoying yours so far!

Family Portrait (+ 4)

DSC_0112DSC_0108Kristin took two pictures of us when we were on our way to Nana’s funeral: the first, a family photo of our immediate family; the second, of what our family would be if we “inherited” Ryan and Kristin’s kids. Wow.

You know something? I kind of get why people have huge families. For one, once you get started on having kids really close together, you get the knack for taking care of babies, toddlers, and preschool-aged children. Nothing really phases you, and you keep going. And when the older ones start really helping (like, meet-you-at-the-door-and-take-your-groceries-from-your-aching-arms helping), things seem to fall into a real groove. Andrew’s mother, who has 8 siblings, is a ball of energy, the most considerate and positive person I know, and doesn’t ever seem phased by a lot of kids running around.

I, however, will stick with my three for now. Though we do miss the cousins…

What’s your “perfect number?”

(Long) Weekend Shenanigans

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As I write this, my eyelids are heavy, my body feels so physically exhausted I can compare it to nothing other than running a marathon (which I did once when I was 26). And it is only 7:15pm… but I know I need to power through the last of the kitchen cabinet painting and just be done with it already (more on that tomorrow, if you’d like!).

But don’t get me wrong- to me, physical exhaustion is a welcome feeling. It means that I have lived and worked toward a goal and what’s more, it means I will sleep well at night.

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Andrew returned home on Friday morning and took the day off work for a long weekend. He did the lion’s share of childcare for four days straight while I busied myself with weeding our vegetable garden and painting the cabinets and kitchen walls and vacuuming the house. Honestly, the work was such a relief. All my life before having children I worked jobs that required a lot of physicality (until my job as a social worker, but even that was pretty rigorous, considering): I mowed lawns, mulched, planted, and weeded for several summers in a row for my step-father’s landscaping company. I worked 8 hours a day high atop a ladder painting trim on houses with my brother. I painted interiors another summer. I have waitressed and supervised at a local cafe, requiring me to be on my feet for hours on end, willingly. I have lifted the elderly in and out of bed and in and out of wheelchairs at a nursing facility.

Sometimes I miss those jobs the most because there was such a sense of accomplishment at the completion of them. When a lawn was mowed and all the gardens weeded and mulched, it looked amazing. When all the trim was painted on a huge Victorian house, I could stand back and admire my work that was done. That kind of satisfaction is hard to come by as a stay-at-home mama. Needless to say, the work is never, ever done. And if I am doing a task that has an end, such as laundry, you’d better believe that I will be interrupted during that task several times before finishing. Or a certain young man will pull all the folded laundry off the dining room table while I turn my back for two minutes to help someone wipe his bottom or clean up spilled milk, etc. It is an infuriating thing, but an inevitable one. DSC_0194DSC_0049DSC_0079DSC_0073

I found myself sore and sunburned, but completely content as I squatted on the garden path pulling up weed after weed. When it was complete, I had two huge buckets full of intruders to show for my work, and a very tidy-looking garden. The kitchen is almost complete, save for some things we would like to buy for it eventually (these stools, this magnetic knife rack, and this shelf for one wall) and it is so much more bright and cheerful to be in at all hours. I love the white walls and cabinets, despite or because of how much work they were.

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It wasn’t all work, though. We took time to meet up with friends at the Tower Grove Farmer’s Market on Saturday morning, where we caught an act from Circus Flora. We walked to dinner one night and reveled in the fact that our boys were so well-behaved during the long wait (though bribing them with arcade games afterwards certainly had something to do with it!). It was a good, productive weekend. DSC_0009

Let’s Talk “Screen Time”

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Screens are everywhere. I know I ruffled some feathers when I wrote this post, but let me assure you: I am not against technology. Obviously. I am writing this very post on my Mac, which I also use to check the news and weather, shop online, zone out on Pinterest, and communicate with far-flung friends and family via email and Facebook. Most of my own screen time is done in the evenings, once the kids are in bed, but I’ll be the first to admit, I’m probably on the computer too much.

But I’ve started noticing that everywhere I look, kids seem to be glued to some sort of screen, even during the nicest of weather. In the carpool line at school, the kids in the car in front of us are watching TV while they wait; their mama is on her smartphone. At the pizza place, kids are glued to individual devices at the dinner table while they wait for their food, and their parents are usually doing the same. In strollers and in shopping carts, kids have some sort of screen time to distract them. And fine. It’s not my kid, it’s not my call. I’m not here to judge. For all I know, it’s that kid’s one time all day that he/she is allowed to zone out in front of a screen. I get it.

But it has made me wonder. And you know what? Because this is a blog where I discuss my opinions (and that’s what this is, just an opinion), I’m going to go for it. Having our kids exposed to screen time everywhere is bullshit. It’s messing with our kids’ abilities to just be. It’s okay for our kids to feel frustrated or bored. It’s okay, no, good, to make them wait. It’s okay to let them be in their own heads a bit, to look out the car window instead of be constantly entertained. What about daydreaming? What about learning ways to be okay with quiet? Are we doing our young children a disservice by constantly distracting them from life? 

I wonder if it’s because we’re all so darn tired all the time. I know I have resorted to a movie on the computer for my older two while Emil takes a nap, just so I can lie down and rest beside them. But recently, I have observed something really interesting within my own family.

I’d say we are very good with not allowing a lot of screen time with our kids. We haven’t owned a television in over 9 years, so there’s never just background noise of a TV someone left on. If we are watching something, it is because we went to the effort of opening our computers and finding some sort of show or short video, and then once it’s over, it’s over. But I was starting to fall back on that too much. I was letting the boys watch close to an hour of PBS every afternoon, sometimes more.

And then, during a wrestling match (right after I had told them not to roughhouse near the computer), they knocked my computer off the side table, ripping the cord out of the side and breaking the power cord. Luckily, the computer was fine. But the punishment was stern: absolutely no screen time for a week.

The first day, they asked me a few times if they could watch a video or play a game. But after that? Not once. An entire week has gone by, and they have filled that time with more books, pretend games, outside play, puzzles, music, and books on CD checked out from the library. They have been significantly less whiney and irritable in the afternoons. Andrew and I both noticed this change about 3 days in, and decided maybe we need to change our family rules around screen time for good.

I know that every family is different, but I ask you this: what have you noticed about screen time with your kids? How much is too much for your family? Do they become fussier when they are allowed more screen time? Have you found a good balance? I would like to designate one day a week as a “video day,” where they can choose to either watch a video or play an educational computer game (pbskids.org has some great ones) for an hour tops, but I wonder if I will lose my mind if I have no down time during the other days of the week!

And please, don’t take offense to my opinions in this post. I am only speaking from what I have seen with my own kids. The last thing I want to do is alienate anyone or make anyone feel judged. On the contrary. I would love to get a good dialogue going about this issue. We are all in this together!

Weekend Shenanigans

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We had a great work weekend! Lovely cool, sunny weather allowed us to finally finish the work in our garden. While Andrew built the fence and gate, I tilled and planted and rearranged until it was just right (or so we hope!). The boys were happy as larks to be free and muddy and just doing their own thing beside us while we worked. DSC_0003DSC_0011To save time, we brought hot water and soap outside so they could take an outdoor bath while we continued to work well into the evening. With a few refills on hot water, they stayed in for an hour! DSC_0008DSC_0010

… which was a good thing, because there were quite a few muddy little (and big) feet!

Milo and Oliver planted all the beans around the base of their teepee. In a month or so, we hope that it is covered in wonderful shade from the bean plants! If not, we can always drape an old sheet over it. Plans change, we adapt. DSC_0034DSC_0047

We took a few very long walks each morning, and I was reminded of just how long the winter was– I am out of shape! But it won’t be long before I can do miles and miles again.

The honey bees that live in a hollow in our back yard tree have started being active again. It is exciting to see they are so close by, and we cross our fingers that they pollinate our apple tree again, as well as all our veggies! Reading about honey bee shortages across the country makes us appreciate their presence and feel protective over them. DSC_0005DSC_0003DSC_0001I had a wonderful weekend with my guys, despite the mini panic attack I had last night when I realized this is their last week of preschool and we have not signed them up for ANY summer camp or activities yet. I think aside from the typical weekly zoo and botanical gardens visits, we are going to sign Milo and Oliver up for a class or two. Gymnastics? Science camp? Both? I am both excited and terrified! DSC_0032Hope you had a great weekend. We will be sure to post some more pictures of the garden tomorrow, since that is pretty much all we’ve been doing lately!

 

19/52

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“A portrait of my children once a week, every week, in 2013″

Emil: Our little “chimney sweep,” who stuck his face into the bag of charcoal used for the grill 

Oliver: The best teeth in the family

Milo: Devastated after Emil dropped the flowerpot he had painted for me for Mother’s Day (don’t worry, he was laughing about it 10 minutes after I took this picture)- but poor little guy!

*** Linking up with Jodi and her 52 Project– Happy Mother’s Day!***

 

Weekend Shenanigans: Rain

DSC_0133DSC_0023DSC_0024DSC_0025DSC_0029DSC_0013DSC_0019DSC_0021Whew! This word sums up every time I am on my own with the boys. It’s just… whew! We are going on day 4 of 5, and there have been adventures and roller coaster ups and downs… but one thing that we did not let get us down was the weather. It has rained or drizzled or misted nearly all day every day for the past three, but we are looking at some really beautiful warm sunny days ahead. Which means YES to getting the ever-loving darned garden fence built! It will be done. It will be done. DSC_0022DSC_0102

We went out to eat a couple of times, left with two out of three kids screaming once (and probably not the two you would guess), braved the opening day of the Tower Grove Farmer’s Market in the rain and flood, woke up at 5 am every day (no joke. Please. This is no laughing matter), cleaned and organized and did laundry (alright, I did those things while the kids messed up and broke some shit… sorry for offending your delicate ears), built forts, played in puddles at the playground in bare feet before getting nearly drenched on our walk back, played “Professor Experiments” in the bathtub, made yummy food, ate pancakes for dinner… and screamed and yelled a couple of times.. after which Milo walked up to me, rubbed my back, and said, “Mama, what can I do to help?” Yes, I am the adult. DSC_0172DSC_0174DSC_0175DSC_0177DSC_0179DSC_0181DSC_0183DSC_0186DSC_0187Oh! And after the boys went to bed, I stayed up late working on a little surprise for Andrew when he gets home. If you’re curious, check back tomorrow! Happy Monday.

This Week

DSC_0080DSC_0067DSC_0053DSC_0057DSC_0045DSC_0049DSC_0037With cool, sunny, beautiful weather nearly all week long came new adventures. Emil grows older, more precocious, and slowly more verbal. Plus, a major bonus: He slept through the night on Tuesday for the first time EVER! Yeah. He’s 20 months old.

Another of Emil’s recent accomplishments: running into the house and up to me as quick as lightening to tell me in halted toddler-ese: “DOG POOP!” to which he ran back outside, looking over his shoulder for me to follow him, back to the place in the yard where he had spotted it.

He then handed me a shovel.

Andrew and I enjoyed beautiful weather on Monday for our sixth anniversary (and we also shared a Three Philosopher’s, which, if you haven’t had it, is a real treat!). He grilled some delicious salmon and we ate outdoors with music blasting out the open back door, remembering this piece of the upcoming summertime that we love so much.

Spring, albeit late this year, has been a true spring; rainy, mostly cool, with bursts of sunshine and warmer air in the afternoons, which makes it perfect for long walks after the boys are back from preschool and fed. As soon as Emil wakes up from his nap, we have been staying outside for most of the afternoon.

But 4:00 or 4:30 rolls around and wham! Every single day these boys are all melting down. And come to think of it, so am I. I have been trying to figure out how to deal, because something is just not working. They are tired, bickering, hungry, and mischievous all at once. Maybe we need a routine activity to break up this problem-time. Yesterday was the first success. As soon as the meltdowns started, I put them all in the car with little snacks of apple slices to run a quick errand. I told them in advance: we are going for a drive. We are going to roll the windows down, listen to good music, and sing along. There will be no crying and whining. And you know what? It worked!

I hope you have a wonderful weekend. We are itching to get that fence in, and maybe get some veggies planted, depending on how far we get! Wish us luck!