What I Love

Today;

Chopping garlic by hand. I have a garlic press....I never use it.

A clean kitchen.....sigh.

That we as a family use the plates from my childhood.

Happy, sleepy kitties.

A window full of finger paintings.

The (slowly) disappearing snow.

What do you love today?

Painfully...

..cute


Man, that Santa hat is getting a lot of mileage.

Painting Together

And surviving...

Rhythm is a very important part of our daily lives. Every day of the week has a special activity that drives our day. Friday is painting day.

I have been working very hard on calming my inner crank since we started painting.

Today we ventured back into painting with a brush.

I took the advice of Rahima Baldwin Dancy (love her!) and started with one colour and one colour only.

(Fingers just had to make contact with the paints.)

We painted for a good long while, then we were done.

No spazzing, no crying, no cringing. Just fun.

I think the matching headbands may have helped. Or not...

Happy Friday to you all! Enjoy your weekend.

Wordless Wednesday: Kilt!

These pictures were taken the morning of the Winnipeg Scottish Festival. The same festival where I first met Phil! (Nana brought this kilt back from Scotland. It is the Dress Gordon tartan, our tartan.)


(And a shot of Izzie wearing her protective earmuffs at the festival. Bagpipes are loud!)

It's Monday

And we had a wonderful weekend full of biking, adventures and family time. The temperature here is reaching balmy temps, above -10 Celsius, leading us outdoors. Sigh, I am getting excited for spring.

And in that vein of thought, here are some links!

Rhythm of the Home has their new spring edition online, lots of crafts and articles. Check it out here.

Because of this, we're changing how we do things around here. More on that later.

I would totally buy this if it was legal to have chickens in the urban center of Winnipeg....and if I could afford it.

As always the hubby and I are talking about moving someday. This is where we're thinking now. Oh, and here of course.

Because of this post, I think I now have the courage to spin my own wool. And the birthday requests to back it up!

Izzie and I are at odds for our music selection when we go upstairs. I want to play this, she wants/demands this.

This picture makes me long for a itty bitty baby to make it for.

And we finally found some pine cones to add to our nature table. Pictures and story to follow.

Happy Monday to all.

Wordless Wednesday: Pigtails!

And then they were removed by force and with a little bit of temper.

A Little Piece

When I first took Izzie to meet my Dad, he had his old rocking chair for Izzie to play with/on. Oh what joy she had with it. And what joy he had watching her.

It's light blue and has a picture of a kitten holding a ball. It's perfect for a kitty loving little girl.

We visited two more times. Once when Dad was really sick, and once more for his passing. Both times, the rocking chair was there.

When we last saw it, my stepmother promised to send the rocking chair our way. (My dad's best friend is the post master in their town and was happy to help.)

Flash forward to two weeks ago when we received a very large package. Inside was the rocking chair, in four pieces. My dad's friend had gently taken it apart so it would travel safely. He also wanted to give us the option of painting it.

Since the rocking chair was perfect as it is, it was glued together and set up. Then Izzie came down with the flu. Rocking was not high on her list.

Until today. While I was vacuuming, she climbed into the chair and...well, you can see from her face how much fun she had.
It's nice to have a little piece of my Dad around.