Weekending

My goodness, another week and weekend have passed (past?)! I am thankful that February is a short month - March is ever so much closer to Spring than February, don't you think?

Since I stay at home, our daily routine is pretty much the same be it Saturday or Wednesday, so I try to make weekend days a little bit different - a little bit special - for all of us. I have been working on getting the things that must be done - laundry, chores, paying bills, etc - completed during the week so that weekends can be more relaxing and reserved for things that get to be done - sewing, reading, sleeping-in, etc.

Like I said, I am working on it, and still haven't managed to enjoy a weekend without laundry. And grocery shopping - imagine wrangling two almost-three-year-olds and an infant into a grocery cart and then trying to fill it with groceries - it doesn't work. So, Sunday afternoons find me at the grocery store with a latte and a list and actually quite happy to be by myself buying groceries. Sigh.

Anyhow, this last weekend found us at home, for the most part, enjoying the warmth of our wood burning stove, playing with play-doh, following the Olympics, visiting with friends, sewing, watching "the lion movie" (Madagascar) multiple times, and Matt even got to shoot his bow.

All the boys, except Baby Soy, were in need of haircuts. Matt let the little ones buzz his hair before they had their heads buzzed. Smith told us he was going to be "rear-ee bwave, guys" (really brave, guys) and proved so.

I sewed a pillow cover to match my new lamp. None of my pillow covers match each other, but it makes me very happy to have this particular pillow cover go so nicely with my awesome lamp.

I finally hung these bird prints that I've had, framed and waiting to be hung, for two months...at least. They are Charley Harper images that I found, for free, here. Loving that they are hung in a highly visible corner of my living room and that I can see them while I sit on my couch nursing my babe multiple times a day.

Speaking of the babe, this little butterball is now six months old! Handsome and happy as ever. If you haven't met this kid, you gotta - he's awesome.



My little Maser playing the piano. And not just banging and smashing the keys, but playing thoughtfully, swaying to his music. His song is called "A Different One". Bestill my little heart, I love this kid.