As I went over the days plans with the kids over breakfast, it was clear that today was BIG. Not bad, but with lots of moving parts. Since then, most of the things on the schedule have been cancelled, called off, or postponed. Which is actually fabulous, because no one has to go anywhere in this miserable cold!! The babies and I were able to stay home and hang out all day, baking muffins, destroying the house, and blasting the Wicked soundtrack.
While they napped, I’ve worked on one of my four crochet priorijects. Yup. You read that right, and you understand it. I made a good dent in it! I watched some YouTube and answered some emails regarding the spring musical that our elementary school is putting on! Have I talked about that yet on here? 🤔 I’ll have to look back. Anyway. I did a little work on that, and fielded some schedule changes. It was relaxing and also productive – my sweet spot.
School is out now, and the kids will be home soon. I need to make supper right away here, and then I’m out for the evening once Brady is home! Just here in town, thank goodness. Its too cold out there to go anywhere far for any length of time.
I was in Walmart yesterday and my family was waiting in the van. I was looking for a pretty specific yarn that I have been having trouble finding recently. Brady texted at one point and asked if it was going well. I said it was and that I was finding some alternatives. I asked him if it was going ok in the van, and he said it was. And then he sent this picture.
I responded with something along the lines of “It seems like it isn’t…” He told me everything was under control and already over, and that it was a good story. But as you might imagine, I didn’t exactly drag my feet exiting Walmart to rejoin my family.
I opened the back of the van to put my purchases in, and immediately Laela piped up.
“Something bad happened!”
Every parents favorite sentence. I told her I’d be inside in just a second to hear about it.
And this is what happened
The whole point of the trip to Saskatoon was a change of scenery. No one went in anywhere except me. The kids were going to stay in the van, so they all just wore jammies, most of which were onesies. While they waited, they were playing. Kicked off seat belts. Music was going. Everyone was being silly. All was well. And Laela and Rowan began “being potatoes,” which apparently means they put their arms and legs into their onesies and just sat in a ball. Get it? They were potatoes. At one point, the Morsel dropped their toy – a pop-it. And without hesitation, Rowan got down to grab it.
However. Rowan was a potato.
So by “got down” I mean that Rowan dive bombed the floor of the van and landed square on his face.
Ok so nothing about this is funny. Not yet, anyway. Just a second.
So he was on the ground, absolutely screaming. Screaming to a degree that he sent the entire group into hysterics. Everyone was in total panic. When he started actually saying words, Rowan was screaming: “THERE’S BLOOD EVERYWHERE!!!” He couldn’t verbalize what had happened, and he refused to get up. When asked, he offered up the kicker.
“I AM A POTATO!!!”
*sigh*
😅
Part of me was sad that I wasn’t there when it happened, but actually, I think its great that I wasn’t. For me, anyway. Sucks to be Brady 😬 But it was definitely nicer for me to come back to the group when it was already over and was funny.
As of this morning, Ro is left with a gash on his lip, and the bridge of his nose is pretty swollen. But he’s in good spirits, and thinks the whole thing is totally hilarious.
And because he insists, I present to you 🙌 the potato itself.
…perhaps slightly more mashed that it needs to be, but a potato nonetheless. Who doesn’t love mashed potatoes?
Child number 🖐 finally has officially lost her two front teeth!!! One front tooth finally came out shortly before Christmas, but try as we might, no one could convince her to yank the other before Christmas. No corny songs could be sung over the holidays about her two front teeth, and all were disappointed, except her, who was happy to still have the one.
However, that little tooth was hanging lower and lower, and for a few days, she worked at it. She really wanted it out. She would often be seen with a kleenex in hand, and she’d give her tooth a pull here or there when she had worked up the courage. No dice. She petitioned a couple of kids to help her but no one could get it, and she was tiring of how much it hurt when someone was unsuccessful at trying to pull her teeth.
So, full disclosure, I think teeth falling out is super sketchy and gross. I’ll do it for my kids, of course, but I really don’t like it. Its not my thing. I hated losing teeth as a kid, but my kids think its awesome. Wavys tooth was so bothersome to her that when she asked me, I decided to be brave and say yes, and give it my level best and pull that thing out.
And guys. It was surprisingly in there! Like, locked in! So I told her it wasn’t ready, and she was bummed. I encouraged her to keep working at it, and she walked off, soggy kleenex in hand.
It wasn’t long before I noticed that one front tooth was a bit more central, with space on both sides, and was riding lower. She asked me again for help and I said yes. It was time. It HAD to come out!
And I kid you not. It would NOT come out. I yanked truly with all my might and I even shook it a little, and gave it some twist. I made it bleed, but that sucked STAYED!!!
So when Brady was around next, she went to him and asked if he would pull it. He said yes and then she got super nervous. But she stood bravely and Brady pulled it out quickly. She jumped a little, wide eyed, and then cried 💜 Poor little sweetie.
She had some blood and tears and then I showed her how she looked in my phone and all was right with the world.
When all was said and done, Brady had looked at me with a bit of surprise in his face and said that, as little as was still holding that tooth in, it was STRONG! I was mildly validated by that, not having been a weakling after all, but rather, it was truly super in there still!
Whew! The toothless wonder is finally here. My last kid to lose her two front teeth, which is an adorable stage of life for the kids 💜
Some days, the babies are just TOO SCREAMY for anyone around them to think. We’ve tried to reinstate the occasional Friday night movie as a family, and tonight, the babies just wouldn’t hack it. But its too early to put them down. So as a group, we decided to give them a half hour or so, then put them to bed, and then finish the movie. It’s nice to be able to keep the others a bit longer these days. The kids can all handle it better than they used to. One of the perks of aging, I suppose.
So the babies are in high chairs, having some crackers. Solly is overseeing their snack. Laela is practicing piano. Brady is prepping coffee for our standing Saturday morning coffee date. The rest of the group is spread out through the living room, reading.
Once the babes are down, we plan to eat a little popcorn and chocolate, and I am going to crochet the rest of the movie away. I think I have to shift my entire pattern plan, so I’m running through the details piece by piece. Its time consuming, but important. The artist part of me hasn’t gone anywhere. It is just less productive than it once was. It takes more breaks.
However, naturally, as soon as I said there are only two projects I have to focus on next, I remembered I have two more to add to that docket. So actually, four. One will be fast. One will be fast once I figure it out. One will be SLOW. And one will be slowER! And ideally, they’d all the done this spring. The ONE that could wait is the one I am the most eager to get into 😅 Isn’t that how is always happens??
Anyway. I have a lot of feelings these days and they come out pretty jumbled. I’m really happy its the weekend. What does your weekend hold?
Today was large and tiring and relieving and GOOD. I am tired. But not in a gross, overdone type of way. Not in a strongly rewarding way either. Just. Contentment, perhaps.
I got flowers today. That was really nice 💜 It felt extra special to be seen and loved on purpose like that. I think everyone loves that feeling once in a while. Thank you, sweet Cherice. I really love you.
I’ve sat with my beautiful flowers, troubleshooting a crochet pattern I’m working on, listening to the Wicked soundtrack. Meanwhile, Laela and Rowan are drawing at the table to wind down a little before bed. Rowan just dipped his pencil in his yogurt, because, ADHD. 😅
I’m ready to wrap the day. Feed the baby. Watch some Beastmaster. Eat a snack. And do not a whole lot else. Sleeping sounds goooood.
Tomorrow, Cher is coming to clean tomorrow, where I’m confident Wicked will continue to play on repeat. Perhaps I’ll keep crocheting on my project a little. There is lots to do, but Fridays are a bit of a free for all, so I feel restful about tomorrow.
Today was a day of laundry, nose wiping, and tidying up the giant mess that was left behind in yesterday’s chaos. I did a puzzle while the babies napped. Once the kids came home, I ducked into my room to get ready for my evening daaaaate!! 😍
This chickypants and I went to see Wicked!!! 💚
See, movies are really few and far between for us, so we arranged it all last fall to go to a movie, and the whole thing turned into a bit of a mess. Long story short, we got free passes, and used them to get here today. We ate free popcorn, drank ferociously expensive pop, and sat comfier than ever before in a movie!!
My only regret was not bringing a blanket. It was SO comfy, but a blanket definitely wouldn’t have made it worse, lol!
The movie was so incredible. I could launch into a full review but what I can tell you was that I died a little on the inside when it ended and no one stood to applaud. The music was so fun, and the cast was STRONG. It was a fabulous movie, and I cannot wait for the next part to be released! It seems another movie date will have to be in order 💜
I know, stop it, we are sooooo beautiful 😅😎
Thanks for spending the evening, beautiful girl 💜 We’ll have to throw this on the Echo on Friday!
Today was always going to be a chaotic day. Nothing was bad, per se, but there were just so very many moving parts every which way. SO many things to remember. WAY more than average. Add to that a few things that riled up emotions, a few things that were challenging, and then driving to and from the city twice. The entire day was going to be a bit of a crap shoot.
But plans changed, as they do, and they flipped right the heck over on their head. I can’t even begin to describe it, but I can tell you that its 9:15pm and I still haven’t eaten supper. And I can’t yet, because there is still SO MUCH TO DO!!! 😅😩 Sooooo forgive me for being annoyingly cryptic. It won’t always be this way. But man alive, this day held so much more than I ever thought possible.
Unrelated to literally everything about this post, but cannot be missed – Brady’s quote of the day from just this moment –
This morning, Rowan woke me up at 7:40am. This is NOT the norm. He offered to run around and get the kids up, and I got up and moving. What a huge help!
Kids had granola bars, yogurt, and milk for breakfast. Poor planning. Whatever.
Morning meeting. We went over what everyone had going on today, and a little bit about the week ahead.
Being that I ran late, everyone did, and they just got out the door in time.
Cher came over for the morning. We had coffee together and then both got into the work we had planned. I worked on some things for the musical this spring, put together a grocery order, and made muffins. So. Much. Correspondence.
Once babies were down for naps, Cher and I had lunch and watched an episode of a show together before she headed to school.
I crocheted a little during naps. I created my own pattern a long time ago, and today, I started picking away at some parts of it to test them out before actually getting into the whole big thing. It was fun to actually play with something for myself!
Kids came home fighting. Babies got up. Piano was practiced. Reading homework was done. Day planners signed. I bagged up the muffins. Made broccoli salad. Put supper in the oven. Maybe ten minutes before it was ready, Brady rolled in.
Everyone sat down to eat together. Right then, the grocery delivery was made, so I gathered that all up and into the house. Fridge stuff went in the fridge. Back to eating.
Got the first round of bedtime done. Brady sent me off to crochet in our room for a little, which was lovely. I eventually traded crocheting out for a soak.
Brady wrapped up bedtime and we laid the final baby down for bed. Now comes blogging, obviously. And then snacks and Netflix, because thats how these old folks wind down.
Whew! I’m ready for bed! But actually, snacks and Netflix…
Well, guys. Today was honestly really, really fun. While I don’t love getting up early and going outside in the freezing weather, there is something refreshing about it. And then going into an event that many people are excited about. That anticipation rubs off on a person! So, it was fun.
Laela came with me early in the morning and helped me set up my table. I had headbands, and toques with pompoms, buyers choice.
And it went over really well! I made a good handful of sales, one even before 8am! At one point, I ducked out to the ice area to watch a friends daughter skate her piece, and someone actually came to hunt me down because she wanted to buy something. It felt pretty fun. Good thing I don’t blend in!
Laela stayed for a little in the morning, and then my mom came! She bought us breakfast and kept me company and chatted with me for a while. She even bought me a candy bag! As moms do 💜 We had a VERY nice time together, but eventually we parted ways, and she went home. I stayed put, of course, and I worked on some plans for some upcoming projects I have on the docket. I’m actually pretty excited about them. I’ll let you know as I go 😁 but they’re fussy and my life is nuts sooooo they’ll take some time. But I am absolutely not done crocheting, thats for sure! So I’ll show you as soon as possible!
But first, I’m tired, and I’m going to bed. Today was fun. I enjoyed being away, but I LOVED being smothered in slobbery kisses from the babies when I got home 🥰 What a beautiful trade off!!
Sleep well, all. Tomorrow begins a new school week!
I was invited to set up a table for a marketplace this weekend. I didn’t hem and haw for too long before saying yes. It worked out well, because I split the weekend with another artist, so I only had to commit to one day. Aaaaand that day is tomorrow!!
I had a good chunk of items left from my marketplace at Kinasao, but I figured I’d fill it out a little because you just never know what’ll strike who, and I want to have options. So today, being that I had no other events on the books, I pulled out my knitting machines and got into it.
Except that I completely forgot that my Morsel had pulled down one and broke the leg clean off in the fall. No bigs, though. Brady helped me secure it in a way that we both figured would be enough to last the day. That was the one I make the toques on. While Brady was securing that one for me, I worked on the other one and started to get some headbands going. And then it started clunking like crazy. Like. LOUDLY. So Brady came over and took the handle off, and sure enough, it was stripping inside and it wasn’t going to last.
So once the toque machine was good (enough) to use, Brady got to fixing my other one, and was able to use some adapters on one of his drills, and actually use it to operate the machine! Which is how I gained an employee!! 😅
He looks pretty serious here but he actually secretly enjoyed it. But you didn’t hear it from me. 🤫
In the afternoon, the headband machine officially kicked the bucket. All the way dead. Kaput. So that was it for headbands. I pumped out some more toques and spent the later part of the evening finishing things off, tucking in ends, and getting things looking cute. And I think it kind of worked out.
Find me at the rink tomorrow for your super cute headbands, or any toque/pompom combo you desire! See you guys then!