Apparently I Documented Every Moment of Our Week

And now you get to sift through 561 photos of it.

Sometimes picture taking is awesome and other times I’m wanting to get a specific something {this is the minority} and then I end up having an intense conversation with three year old Bennett about what I need to have happen.

For instance, in these two photos I wanted to capture some dust.

Which doesn’t seem that hard.

Like, this idea was meant for the imperfect housekeeper that I am.

But you have to have sun, and dust, and a certain background to make it stand out against.

So one afternoon the sun came out for like thirty minutes, and I’m like strike while the iron is hot.

Me: Bennett, come jump on this carpet.

Me: Did you see the dust? Now try to catch it.

Me: No, you’re lunging, don’t lunge. Just hold out your hand.

Me: OK, we don’t need to lay on the floor.

Me: *Sighs* Now the dust is gone, ok, let’s hit the rug!

Me: Um, just sit and hit the rug.

Me: To the side like this.

Me: Why are we laying down again?!

Me: Libby!  Libby, come here and sit next to Bennett.

Me: Nevermind, let’s try jumping again.

Me: No, don’t jump OFF the rug, just jump on the rug.

Me: *walks over* no, just little jumps, see how there’s dust?

Me: *runs back to position* Little jumps, little jumps, LITTLE JUMPS!

Me: OK! THANK YOU! I think that’s it.

Scrolls through camera and realizes they are all worthless.

Meg is practicing doing her hair.

Meg and Elizabeth played beauty parlor one afternoon.

Libby in the morning.

Working on the buttons.

A rainbow!

{Followed by more rain. An analogy for life.}

Some tactical practice.

 

Horizontal fighting, which I’m sure is under utilized.

Helping Libby up.

She wasn’t super hurt, in case you’re judging me for not rushing to her aid instead of photographing it.

 

An action shot.

 

I love this one.

He is super filthy, but almost everyday after Libby goes down for a nap we play the matching game or do a puzzle.

Elizabeth practicing the flute.

Strollering her baby.

Some idiot gave her a whistle, I was not this idiot.

After school rituals, snack and show.

Sunflare has been one of the encouraged assignments from one of the Instagram accounts I follow.

The sun was out enough this week to practice, so…you’re welcome for the next 17 pictures.

 

 

 

 

Bubbles in the bath.

 

 

 

I made this t-shirt and someday it will be warm enough to wear it!

Trying on my bracelets.

Feet were the better idea.

Until one broke, beads flew, and I ended the party.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This might be my favorite of the week. This is so indicative of their relationship, and Bennett always in the background waiting his turn.

And we tried out a new park.

 

 

 

 

 

This is Elizabeth and me passing each other playing playground tag.

Photo cred Bryce.

Making brownies.

A lemonade, brownie, Parchessi tea party.

Here’s to doing it all over again tomorrow!

Katie

You Know Kids…

How you love them and they can drive you crazy?

This week we had a perfect example of that.

Dearest Adeline wanted desperately to make some Gak for the siblings for Valentine’s.

Endearing, because she tends to be our least charitable child.

And then she nagged relentlessly till:

I said yes

looked up the recipe

purchased the ingredients

and turned my hands, along with hers, blue while mixing it up.

And then we put it in a secure bag, and under her bed till Valentine’s Day.

At least that’s the assumption I was working under.

What actually happened is she had taken it out from under her bed,

opened up the bag

placed it on a blue sleeping mat

right in front of the space heater that they use in their room

{because we were kind enough to convert the storage room into an actual room

that is quiet, and warm, and has brand new carpet}

where the Gak commenced to warm and liquify slightly enough

to run all over the mat

and on to the brand new, expensive carpet.

Don’t worry, I’m still speaking to her.

After she cleaned up the entire mess and threw the offensive Gak in the trash before she had to leave for school…

Here she is in all her charitable innocence and the rest of our week in pictures.

The kids made their class Valentine’s on Sunday afternoon.

 

 

 

I guess play dough is kind of a full contact sport around here.

Moments later Libby realized a corded hand mixer would make the perfect pull toy.

Libby playing with the toy she never cared about till I pulled it out to take to the thrift store.

Monday afternoon we took advantage of a sunny afternoon.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And bathtime is always a great time to take pictures.

Wearing his Superman shirt.

He learned to do this puzzle all by himself this week.

When the two of them realized it was cleaner to play in the toy bin then take the toys out of the toy bin.

Bennett and his Little People

 

Bennett wanted me to see this trick.

At first glance it didn’t seem super impressive.

But then I realized I probably could not do it.

Heading up for a bath.

 

 

Unloading the dirty dishes.

Snowglobe

 

I loved this fun moment with all the girls surrounding the piano on Sunday morning.

Feel free to leave suggestions, questions or actual comments!

Regardless, I hope you’re surviving February {I swear it feels like the longest shortest month}.

Katie