Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Eggs

Ah, Easter must be upon us if there are white eggs in our house.
The first egg of the season. 
in. 
Dyeing eggs is serious business around here. 
"Is it ready? Should we put it back in?"
Checking. 
Just gorgeous. 
Grace's. 
Emma's. 

It was such a treat to dye eggs outside yesterday. It was windier than we would have liked but not terribly bad when we were out there which was lovely since it got super windy after we went inside. The girls barely needed my help, and probably could have set up the entire thing by themselves. I have a feeling that will be the case next year. It was lovely to sit and chat with them as they dyed eggs. They took turns dying eggs and making sure that each had at least one of each color in their box. Each year I think we'll go the natural egg dye route and each year, for one reason or another, there we are in Target buying the traditional Paas egg dying kit. Perhaps next year we'll give natural egg dyes a try (and use our usual brown eggs too)! 

Monday, April 14, 2014

Monday Morning

Monday morning. S's out of playdough with Em, and Math gnomes with Grace (oh, how I wish I'd learned math this way when I was little!). A lovely start to our week. 

Sunday, April 13, 2014

On Palm Sunday

The girls are all dressed up to sing with the Cherub Choir during today's worship service. For this picture they asked to stand near the nature table since it has pussy willow on it, which we recently learned from our friend the Greek Priest is something that many Orthodox faiths use during Palm Sunday. While we're not Orthodox we do love Pussy Willow so of course we had to go hunt some down and add it to our nature table in honor or Spring and Palm Sunday. 
The palms we received at church today. Dave was bummed that they were whole branches rather than singular leaves. "We can't make them into crosses now." he pointed out. We've been together for fifteen years and I had no idea he knew how to do that!

Saturday, April 12, 2014

The Father And Daughter Dance

Last night was "the father and daughter dance" (as Emma spent the entire week calling it). The girls counted the days to this special night all week long, and the hours seemed to go by far too slowly for them on Friday. Finally, the time arrived to get ready. Dresses were chosen, hairstyles decided on (simple headbands for both) and a little make up put on (it is a special night after all, and a special night calls for a little bit of make-up we agreed). They headed out and I settled in for a little bit of time to myself... 
About an hour later I received a call from Dave asking if I could come get Emma. Off I went to pick up our sweet youngest girl and see what had her feeling done with this night that she spent all week and all day looking forward to. "Are you sure you want to come home, sweet girl?  Would you like me to come in and have some ice cream with you?" "I'm sure, Mama. It's loud in there and lots of people and I want to go home and get my jammies on and sit on the couch and snuggle with you." So off we went, back home to do just that. You see, this little one, who so many expect to be the life of the party also has a very shy side to her as well. She does not like crowds, especially large ones, and she has no use for loud music. She is a homebody this youngest girls of ours (as the rest of us are as well) and she finds comfort in being quiet and with those she loves. "Thanks for picking me up, Mama!" she said once again as we arrived home. "I always will, baby. Any time you need me I will always be there." She kicked her shoes off and headed upstairs to change. We made some hot chocolate and got snuggled on the couch to watch the Gilmore Girls while we waited for Dave and Grace to return home. Emma did assure me that she wants to go again next year. "When I am seven I will still remember being five and six but maybe I'll be ready to stay at the dance longer. 'Cause I'll be seven then you know." We'll see what next spring brings, but even if she only goes for an hour again next year (and the year after that or even the year after that) we'll support that as we always do and meet her where she is. I'm happy to be her safe place whenever she needs. xo 

Friday, April 11, 2014

{This Moment} And Sew It Begins

{This Moment} - A Soule Mama Friday ritual. A single photo- no words- capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you are inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments section for all to find and see. We wish you a fun filled weekend!

Thursday, April 10, 2014

A Perfect Thursday

Chicken Class, followed by froyo, followed by the playground, makes for a perfect Thursday if you ask me!