All is Calm

December 27th, 2009 | Posted by Alison Spath in Life - (21 Comments)

Remember me??

Christmas at Grandfather's House

It’s hard to believe that 48 hours ago we were opening presents

Opening Presents

Playing with new Slinky’s on the stairs at Grandfather’s house

Playing with New Slinky's

Eating too many Christmas treats and not nearly enough fruits or vegetables

Too Many

Trying to take pictures of Christmas spiders

Spider

I said trying to take pictures of Christmas spiders

Christmas Spider

Chillaxing by a faux fire watching A Christmas Story at Great Granny’s house

A Christmas Story

All while there was serious work to do at home.

Packing Insanity

Dear Blog

December 22nd, 2009 | Posted by Alison Spath in Late Night Craziness - (17 Comments)

Dear Blog,

Hi. How are you? I am fine.

That’s a big fat liiiiieeeee I ammmm insssssaaaaannnneeeee!!!

*ahem*

My Dearest Blog, I’m terribly sorry that I’ve been neglecting you in recent days – please know that I am here and still love you. We’ll be moving into a new house together in just a few days so please hold tight and know that I still love to run, eat healthy food, write crazy posts and return library books late. My daily insanity will return when real life insanity subsides – I promise.

Pastry Drills

December 20th, 2009 | Posted by Alison Spath in Party Time - (18 Comments)

Today we celebrated the winter solstice with my mom and step dad at our house. After the laziest morning ever (read: I didn’t get in any exercise) I make a quick trip to Wegmans like a complete fool. I needed a few things for our little party and ended up fighting my way through what can only be described as the the biggest, craziest crowd of the year. The phrase “what the hell was I thinking” comes to mind.

Not Thanksgiving

December 19th, 2009 | Posted by Alison Spath in Morning Craziness - (18 Comments)

It’s not Thanksgiving, but that doesn’t mean I can’t give some thought to all the things I’m thankful for these days.

I’m thankful for kids that are too big to fit down the laundry chute.

laundry chute

I’m grateful that the little one who I worry COULD possibly fit down there played at the downstairs laundry chute location that is three feet off the floor.

found

I’d like to give thanks for salad and what a portable meal it can be. Thank you Gladware for making lunch possible at my new home away from home, while taking a little unpacking break before heading home to get ready for an evening out.

I De Clare War

December 17th, 2009 | Posted by Alison Spath in Dinner Time - (14 Comments)

After what seems like the 100th day in a row of packing and hauling toys and household items to the new house, I found myself blanking once again when it was time to figure out what on earth I was going to make for dinner tonight. I think I made 6 trips back and forth between the cupboards and the fridge with one hand glued to my cheek due to pure puzzlement. I finally waved the white flag and made giant salads of green leaf lettuce, the last of the spinach that expired two days ago, grape tomatoes, carrots, red bell pepper slices, hemp seeds and Annie’s Goddess Dressing.

Like a School Girl

December 16th, 2009 | Posted by Alison Spath in Late Night Craziness - (18 Comments)

I have to be honest. For the last week or so I feel like I’ve been walking around with my head in the clouds. I barely recognize myself or my life right now. I’m so distracted it’s almost like I’ve got an innocent little crush. Moving to the new house seems more real now that we’ve been spending more time there. As our official Moving Day draws closer I find myself daydreaming and thinking about the new house more and more.

Didn’t I just write a post this morning about living in the moment? Hypocrisy thy name is Alison.

May or May Not

December 15th, 2009 | Posted by Alison Spath in Late Night Craziness - (12 Comments)

We may or may not have shopped for produce at the little Wegmans in the Museum of Play today.

Fake Produce

She may or may not be more gentle with the fake produce than the paid store cashiers can be with the real stuff.

Play

This may or may not be the most ironic picture considering the girl eats practically NO vegetables. And has never eaten a banana in her entire life – except unknowingly in fruit smoothies.

We may or may not have broken the “Only 5 Items at a Time” shopping rule.

Eating Out of Their Hands

December 14th, 2009 | Posted by Alison Spath in Dinner Time - (18 Comments)

Why, hello.

Half a Face

This would be my view for much of our 4 hoursĀ in the woods today. Who wants to walk when you can be carried?

Despite lugging around 30 lbs of toddler, we had a great time with our homeschooling friends and our day outside!

Into the Woods

We walked the trails at a local park and spent the day exploring the woods. We inspected animal tracks in the snow, listened to birds and best of all, waited for chickadees to come eat pumpkin seeds and walnuts out of our hands.

Isaiah and Ava Waiting

Sweet Tooth Fairy

December 13th, 2009 | Posted by Alison Spath in Parenting - (13 Comments)

Guess who’s coming to our house for the first time tonight?

The Tooth Fairy is Coming Tonight

That would be the Tooth Fairy!

(You try and get a 5 year old to smile in such a way that she holds her lip out of the way! Go ahead! Just try!)

So yes, Ava lost her first tooth today! It came out just a half hour before we left for an OrKIDStra presentation of The Snowman this afternoon.

Holding Our Tickets for The Snowman at the RPO

The Snowman by Raymond Briggs is a children’s book that was made into a short animated film. Like the book, the film is wordless – but has an orchestral score.

Catch Up

December 13th, 2009 | Posted by Alison Spath in Life - (6 Comments)

It feels like a week has gone by in the span of about 48 hours. The last couple of days have been filled the disassembly of our current household to be packed and driven to our the new house about 20 minutes away. It’s felt a lot like putting together a puzzle that’s missing all sorts of pieces, including crucial corner and edge pieces like couches, beds, tables, dressers and bookcases.

We have made countless (ok, maybe 5) trips to the new house in the last two days. Anything non-essential (read: anything that is not mine) is subject to being packed up and shipped off to the new Weeds Family Urban Compound.