Tuesday, March 30, 2010

How to Dye Eggs

Step One: Prepare the dye.  You could cover your work surface with newspaper (does anyone take the paper anymore?) or wax paper, but I like to dig through the storage room for old plastic placemats that nobody remembers you still owned.  They stay in place well, and it's impossible to ruin these things.

Step One-A: Have you ever wondered what the color yellow tastes like?  Choose a willing taste tester. 

 Place dye tablets within her reach. 

 












Watch for facial evidence. 

 Hmm.  Yellow's not too bad.  





How about blue?




Step Two: Use the "magic crayon" to color designs on the hard-boiled eggs.  This is something you'll remember fondly when you're a mother someday.  Seeing your own children do this may cause nostalgia.


Step Three: Dip the eggs in the dye.  Take this step very seriously.   There should be no smiling and very little talking.  And remember: Whichever color your sister chooses, that's the color you need to use right away.  Leave several bowls of dye untouched while you both dunk your eggs in the same color.

Step Four: Allow your eggs to dry.  Admire the pretty colors and designs.  You may want to set them on the counter while you clean up the table, and then you may forget to put them in the fridge.  If this happens, you won't want anyone to eat them.  But that's okay, because you can just admire their pretty colors a little while longer.  You can always boil more eggs for consumption.

Step Five: At this point, your egg dyers might want to keep decorating eggs. Problem: You only boiled 18, and they're all colored by now.  Solution: Teach your children the craft of emptying an egg.  It's gross and sometimes difficult.  But they'll be up for a challenge.

Step Six: If, by the time they've emptied the eggs and rinsed and dried them, they become restless and decide not to color them after all...Send them outside before they start smashing egg shells over their heads and throwing empty eggs at each other like snowballs.


Sunday, March 28, 2010

High Five

Life certainly has its ups and downs, but today I'm on a high. These five make me happy.

This much is true: Getting 5 girls to be silly for the camera is much easier than getting them all to be happy for a picture!
I spent some time this weekend blowing bubbles in the grass with Olivia. I forgot how much fun a jar of bubble solution could make. Her squeals of excitement were energizing to me.

I've been spending more time reading with Hannah. I love reading, I love my kids, and I love kids' books. Win, win, win. We almost always read a story or two before bed, but we're both disappointed if we miss our afternoon reading session.

Lauren's laughter is so contagious! The other day when Doug got home from work, she hid near the garage door, and when he walked into the house, she popped out and scared him. We both laughed much longer and harder than that old trick deserved, just because Lauren's giggles gave me the giggles.

Emily has a dream come true opportunity to take weekly horseback riding lessons with some neighborhood friends. She spent days before her first session talking about her anticipation, and in the few days since, she's been talking non-stop--and even dreaming--about riding horses. I'm so excited for her! I had the same dream-come-true opportunity at her age, so I know how wonderful it is. (Wish I still had my gray Kenny Loggins cowboy boots to pass along to Emily.)

Katelyn has been training for her school's track team. They practice four days a week after school, and now she's been getting up early in the morning to do extra training with Doug. I liked running when I was her age, but I never pursued it, and now just the idea of running a mile exhausts me.

Friday, March 26, 2010

Another of the bazillion reasons I like summer better...


Fewer layers. Less clutter.


Say bye bye to the boots and backpacks, gloves and scarves.

Right now, as the weather transitions to Spring, these piles are actually at their worst. One day might call for a light jacket, and I'll open my windows and enjoy the fresh air. But the following day might call for boots and a coat again. Dresser drawers are stuffed with everything from sweaters to swim suits.
But one fine day, in the not-too-distant future, I will put away the winter stuff I'm so tired of. And start writing about something besides the weather.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Mid-March Marker

So this is the light at the end of the long, dark, frigid tunnel. Mid-March.

Last year, March 16th, I wrote about warmer weather and playing outside.

This year, March 15th, I took Hannah and Olivia on a bike ride to the park, and it felt good to sit in the sun (when the breeze wasn't blowing), wearing just a sweater, no jacket.

I love the light at the end of the tunnel!

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Giving In To The Dark Side


Advantages:


  • Sometimes you just need a little change.

  • I didn't worry too much during the coloring process, since I was too busy enjoying the pleasures of having my hair played with...in my own kitchen, by my fun sister!

  • Looking more like I could be Katelyn's mother.

  • Anonymity. Imagine how my kids walk right past me, when my back is turned and they're needing their mom to, say, get them a drink or change a diaper.

Disadvantages:


  • Anonymity. Startling myself when I look in the mirror.

  • It might be true that blondes have more fun, but I hope not. I'll let you know...


Thursday, March 11, 2010

5 Little Piggies

9:48 a.m. Four of the five are at school. But...

Remnants of breakfast,

Goobers on the windows and doors,

Unmade beds,

Messy bathrooms,


Dumped out junk,



will keep me thinking of them all day long.



And this one is going to get a happy treat when she returns. Kate, thanks for making your bed (and my day)!

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Another reason I'm ready for summer...

No homework.

Most of my kids (Lauren is the exception) dread doing homework. It is becoming a problem. I thought that by 7th and 5th grade, kids would be able to get their homework done independently, without me hovering over them. Not so.

This issue is big enough to be a matter of prayer. This morning, Doug prayed that our girls would be motivated to get their work done, and "put off procrastination." And then we both busted out laughing, because that was an oxymoron!

When I was in school, I would have given myself an ulcer from anxiety if I wasn't prepared to turn in my homework when it was due. Somewhere (in a box) I still have the printout I got at the testing center when I got a D on an exam in college. Doug witnessed the utter shock I went into when I got that score, and he wrote some notes on the back about what he observed. Someting like, "Rebecca is lying on the floor in a fetal position, moaning phrases like I can't believe I did this!" And then he filed it away so we can laugh about it now.

I'm not laughing about my kids' lack of concern about their grades, though.

I'm just counting down the days til summer when they can do housework (while I have to hover over them), rather than homework.

Friday, March 5, 2010

In Like a Lamb


A fluffy, white, really cold, unwelcome lamb!

Ba-aa-aa-aaa!



Bring on the lion. He better be fierce, golden, and hot!
(Pictures taken by Emily, while I stayed in bed with the covers pulled up over my head.)

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Two Sides

She's got a tender heart,


and she's also got a temper. 


Tuesday, March 2, 2010

I'd like to make a (belated birthday) "toast"...

To Doug.


May you live a happy and prosperous 38th year, and may you be rewarded with an actual cake on your next birthday!



Cheers!


My Baby Goes 3D

Dressing Up:

Suddenly, Olivia has an opinion about what she wears each day.  And her opinion is, "A dress is best."  The frillier the better.  She also wears her sparkly red church shoes everywhere.  How does a not-quite-two-year-old form such an opinion?  I think it might have something to do with her older siters.  The one who likes to wear dresses all the time, and the one who likes to pretend Olivia is a baby doll and dress her up in outlandish ensembles.

Speaking of Dolls, that would be D2.

Olivia loves baby dolls.  Her Nursery teachers know that she must carry a baby doll from the time we drop her off at class until the time we take her home.  (Olivia loves real live babies, too.)

And thirdly, Dipping:

Pancakes in syrup, cookies in milk, yes of course.  But Olivia also dips french fries in frosties, carrots in ranch, and...

binkies in o.j.