Our Weekend

We had one of those social butterfly weekends. The summer picnic at the preschool. Some kids are moving on to other schools soon (one of ours) and some new kids are joining soon (one of ours.)

                              Swim lessons and family swim at the Y.
                              Reading stories and catching up with old friends who are in town.

                                       Hosting the incredible rotating date night. Our usual ratios were off,
                                we had five kids and three adults. Still had loads of fun.

                                     
                                            Poor baby Baird missed his mom. He's at that stage where
                                           nothing else will really do.

                                      The older kids had a jam session with bongos, ukulele, shakers and
                                      voice. Lots and lots of voice.

                          The jam session turned into a wild dance party. Sometimes that happens.

                               Hard to see this party weekend end, but now we've got to put on our
                                serious suits and get ready for the week.


                           Linking with Amanda for Weekending.

Are you tired of date night pictures yet? Well we're not tired of doing it so....

                                I guess we'll have to manage somehow.

                                  We had a dress up dance party.

                                   and a group drawing project.

I am sorry we don't have any pictures of baby Baird. I guess we were too busy holding him.

and the snow has almost all melted away into muddy slush. so we can go back to the usual. hurrah.

Weekending- snow day

                            I spent most of Friday just pinching myself, trying to believe that I had really passed the test. It still doesn't quite feel real but I am so relieved just the same. We watched the most gorgeous sunset from the front porch, it made even our busy gritty street look awash with wonder.

                          Saturday we were massively busy, running from a birthday party to our incredible rotating date night. The party was at an ice skating rink and Unity had fun once she got the hang of it. For date night we hung out   with Cooper and his fam while Sophie's parents hit a happy hour. I am constantly thankful for this community we've helped create. Sunday morning we woke up to this: see above. It fell softly but steadily all day.   I walked alone to Meeting for Worship, remembering how much I love snow. It is easy to love snow when it only happens once a year, or less. Our city pretty much shuts down whenever it happens so walking outside feels festive and valiant and strangers are greeting each other and kids are sleding down closed off hilly streets.

My own kids are feeling a little sniffly so they stayed in. Unity and I had a mother daughter knitting party, topped off with some hot cocoa. Now they are curled up with Chris watching Mary Poppins. What else is a snow day for?

P.S.

I realized the morning shot doesn't really do the snow justice, so here's a twilight shot off the back porch.

Linking with Amanda at Habit of Being.

Weekend- whew

Yes, Cooper is breakdancing.

                               

My gracious, did we have a busy weekend! It was all really great though. We went to a birthday party for Sylvia, had a date night dance party, tried to finish up some packages and projects for our loved ones and for our adopt-a-family, opened our Saint Mikulas Day presents from Grandma Cindy and Grandpa Bill and hung them on the tree, and had a Chrismas carol sing-along with some friends from Meeting. As if that wasn't enough, I've decided to start a new project- embroidery. My friend Oma showed me this very cool pattern for an alphabet sampler using letters from lots of cool old vintage fonts. So I ordered the pattern, gathered the materials and this weekend I traced the pattern on to my fabric. Now, I can start teaching myself the stiches. Thanks Oma, I think.

Linking with Amanda at Habit of Being.

date night- crafty version

                                     
                                                            

 

This weekend some of our usual crew got together for date night. The older kids ( and yes Brixton counts!) did a project stamping paint covered apples on t-shirts while baby Baird got passed around to doting adult arms. We had a lot of fun and the kids are excited to wear their new shirts.  

the incredible rotating date night

We had a great time hanging out with Cooper and his parents while Hiram and Baird's parents left the kids with us and went out. Cooper has lots of fun games as well as rocket balloons. The adults gently fought over the chance to hold baby Baird, aged three months. He was very sweet, and happy to indulge us all.

Autumn Weekend

Don't get me wrong, summer is great. I love summer. But my heart thrills at these early autumn days. I love walking with my hoodie on and the cool air with a tingle in it and the mist on my face and crunching through the leaves. I love pulling out the long sleeved shirts and the boots and the knit hats. I love making soup and steaming up the kitchen windows. I love that shiny new notebook feeling of possiblity and change and reflection. We had a great autumn weekend.

Brixton helped Chris fix a build break. (Yes, he was working on the weekend but only for 20 minutes or so.)

We hosted our rotating date night. Cooper's parents went out while Sophie and her parents stayed and hung out with us.

The kids helped me set up chairs for Meeting for Worship.

I met up with some former coworkers to watch a dedication of a very moving art project. There is a project called Homeless Remembrance Project, where artists create bronze leaves with the names of homeless people who have died. This particular leaf was in honor of Robert Hansen, the charming Real Change vendor who died suddenly last year two days after being released from the hospital with orders for bed rest. He was sleeping in his truck at the time, which is where he died. The dedication was a great remembrance of Robert and his cheesy jokes and boundless optimism.

Chris tried to get a nap. Largely unsuccessful.

A woman was selling off her whole yarn stash for a bargin. How could I resist?!

Whew. What a lovely autumn weekend.

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Am I ready for the big time papa?