Ever had one of those days, mothers, when you go from room to room and pick up 'stuff', put it away, then walk back into the room to find more 'stuff' appeared from it's place of residence?
That was Saturday in our house. I started in Lars' room, where I was folding blankets that had been pulled from the blanket box. Lars came in behind me and walked over to the book shelf, where he pulled off every book from the shelf. I wandered over there to pick up the books, and he promptly went ahead of me to his open drawer and pulled out all of his cleanly folded shirts.
I gave up and went to fix supper. When I came from the kitchen, Eden had plugged the bathroom sink so her baby could take a bath. Apparently, her baby was poopy up her back. Wonder where she got that from? Lars, probably, since he can't have just a wet diaper, it must also be poopy to the point of dripping down his legs. It was all over my jeans this morning, as well as his.
Before lunch, Eden had taken all the cushions from the couch and chairs to put her babies to bed on their 'nap mats'. She then went downstairs to build a Lego tower. No big deal on the cushions, until I wanted to sit in my comfy, blue chair. I exiled one of her babies to (gasp!) the carpet. She came upstairs, saw what I had done, and calmly walked to the bedrooms, where she carried every pillow from every bed she could get her hands on and put them all over the living room floor. She told me that her babies get a back ache if they sleep on the floor for too long.
Anniversary flowers
The rest of the week was pretty uneventful with a few meetings, a few 911 calls and a few dozen hours working on the power points for my upcoming EMS class. The church's building committee met on Thursday to begin designing the interior of the new sanctuary. LYF met on Wednesday night.
Friday night, we picked up the Douthits & some Subway sandwiches, and ate in the car on our way to Gering for a family friendly theatre production put on by the home school network's group. Called "The Castaways", the plot was set in New York at the turn of the century and depicted life of children who, for whatever reason, were living on the streets and struggling to survive. The upbeat ragtime music kept both of my children quiet and highly entertained, and it was a good time for all. The kids were out way past their bedtime, and I payed for it on Saturday, but the play was really great and I'm glad we went.
I began work on my first T-shirt quilt, as well. This one is all of Al's old highschool and CCAA shirts, as well as some racing shirts from his days with Wood Racing. Lars wanted to help me, but he kept running away with my pin cution, which was less than helpful, really.
Eden has really been involved in some serious 'pretend' play. She told Grandma on the phone that she was taking her baby on vacation. They were canoeing on the ground. She put her tennis shoes and coat on, and grabbed a bag with some food in it and hit the road. Later, Eden was headed to work with her cell phone, with Aunt Meegan on the other end of the phone. Her job? Babysitting Ziana while Ariya & Taya are at school. Not sure about Josh. Guess he's on his own. Eden can also be found farming the land under the coffee table during hockey games, and modeling her new princess shoes.
After seven years, life is good for us.
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