Friday, December 30, 2011
Busy. That's where I am right now. And that's where I need to be more and more. Busy with the kids. Busy learning new things. Busy with the boat. Busy with work. Busy with new projects. Yes, Cid... that project.
Here's the long and short of it, gears have shifted and the Master Plan has melted into Plan B. Master Plan had us casting off in 2012. But Master Plan had no second child. No baby-turning-into-toddler. No economic down turn. We had a hard time saying goodbye to Master Plan. He was very alluring. He led us on for a long time.
But Plan B understands all of these things. Plan B gets that cruising with a potty trained proto-human will be much better for mental health than cruising with a diaper wearing drunken sailor who is new to planet earth. Plan B gets that all that once-steady work can no longer be counted on and needs to turn into work that you make yourself so you don't need to depend on others. Plan B knows that stringing up new tramps and re-rigging the boat and painting on new non-skid with a tot is nothing short of maddening, especially when you have no Mary Poppins, no family support to take the kids even for an hour. So Plan B says exhale Plan B says create a new to-do list, keep your eye on the prize but don't make yourself crazy in the process. She says 2014 is ok. It will be no less fabulous.
So in the spirit of all that Plan B dictates that we blog less, sleep more, work harder, and find more of these moments. I won't be here regularly. But I will be here... more with the changing wind rather than with the rising tide. Quality over quantity. So dad, you'll need to log into Facebook to see more frequent updates about the kids :)
I hope my 2012 and yours are filled with moments of bliss. Yes, that is a good plan.
Thursday, December 29, 2011
You are a foul mouthed rookie and unworthy of my delicate machinery. I am tired of your crooked stitches and your wobbly cut cloth. I quit.
Your Sewing Machine
And just like that she left me... mid-project of course. So I thought I would share the items I was working on for the holidays that did her in.
Exhibit A: The cheesey cute matching pajamas
Exhibit B: Cloth Bags to replace wrapping paper
WrapSacks from years ago, but now that I "know how to sew" I thought I would make a whole bunch in different sizes to have and to hold for years to come and make a trash-free holiday. I used all kinds of fabrics and even a vintage Christmas tablecloth I got at a consignment shop. I think it was the thickness of the tablecloth that did her in. That's when she REALLY started acting up. Or it could have been the ridiculous way I was fudging the hems. Nah... it had to be the thick cloth.
Exhibit C: The Super Hero Collection
this etsy shop. They are awesome and the boy is thrilled!
So now I am saving up and researching a new sewing machine, hoping to score one by spring so I can make some cute dresses for the wee girl. Maybe the easter bunny will bring me one?
Monday, December 26, 2011
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The longest night...
Friday, December 23, 2011
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Friday, December 16, 2011
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
I feel like we're in a slow motion dash to the holidays. So many potential things to see and do and make, but nothing urgent. Motivation is thin. Lists have been checked off for the most part. Things we could do, but do we have to? Do we want to? Sometimes, yes... other times we're just doing some of this like good hibernating bears.
Water kefir can happily ferment.
Water kefir can happily ferment.
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Thursday, December 08, 2011
A Russian Jew Cooks In Peru, really can you blame me?) My dad would give me the line. You know the one. "There are children starving in China who would kill for your fish eye soup! How could you turn your nose up at a warm meal?!" And like every kid who has been the recipient of this line, I went rummaging for a box and some postage stamps ready and willing to send my soup to those poor kids in China.
The moral of the story? You can not guilt kids into gratitude. Nor can you lecture them. And while you can plan a charitable act for your family... if you the parent are the one who starts it the lesson falls a little flat. I really believe that when kids come up with ideas from their own hearts and minds it sticks with them.
So as I was filling our winter book basket with Astrid Lindgren stories and our anthology of Jan Brett Christmas tales I tossed in a few extra reads. I didn't say anything. I just placed them in the middle of the basket to see what would happen.
Yes that's true of many kids.
"Mom, did you know we can give some family honeybees? We can send them honeybees for a gift and then they will have all that delicious honey and all that wax. It's only $30 mom. Can we do that? Or wait, look at this. a whole flock of baby chicks for only $20! Then they would always have eggs to eat. We need to send chickens too so they won't be hungry anymore."
Before long he was scurrying about his room and came up with a bag of HotWheels and tears in his eyes. "I don't need ALL of these cars. We should send them along with our honeybees. Those kids should at least get some cars to play with."
"Oh Z, that's a very nice thing to do. But why are you crying?"
"Because sometimes doing the right thing makes you feel happy and sad at the same time."
The moment was completely his own. Sure I cleared the trail, but he chose to walk it. No syrupy mommy led project. No lectures about kids starving in other parts of the world while he picks at his dinner. Along with his toys and books and stocking stuffer surprises, I am happy knowing I gave him something that will hopefully last and grow in his heart for years to come.
Save The Children
World Wildlife Organization
Kiva (a great way for older kids to get involved, support a small business, and track its progress)