I heard Pierce doing who knows what in the bathroom and hollered at him to find out. He came out and informed me he was scrubbing the toilet. I asked him what he was using, fearful where this was going.
I cracked up. Of course.
“The BIG one, with black on it…”
He went running for the bathroom and came back with the toilet brush. “This toothbrush!”
Oh my. No dull moments here.
Ellie’s two top front teeth finally cut through. She’s been so, so cranky. She wears an amber teething necklace because I think it’s cute, and people keep asking if they help with teething pain. If they do, I’d hate to see what this looked like without it. I’m not taking it off to find out. Oh my word, it’s been a rough week.
I finished several sewing projects and just have one left that isn’t for my family. The pressure is lifting… somewhat. One dear friend is getting an adorable Anna apron from the movie Frozen. I only have an awful photo of it from my Kindle’s camera and now it’s all packaged up to mail. It took quite a few hours to make but turned out totally worth it. Ruby thinks she needs one too now. I might have to add another project to my list…
At one point, in adding applique to the apron, the flower slid crooked and I didn’t realize it until it was all sewed on. Charlotte walked out as I was surveying the mistake and I showed it to her and asked if she noticed anything wrong. “The flower is crooked, Momma. You’ll have to use your ripper and fix it.” Darn. I was hoping it would look intentional. I’ve never met a for year old that is so aware of right, wrong, fair, unfair… and proper grammar. I caught her correcting someone on improper use of me instead of I the other day. We’re working on when it’s appropriate for her to correct someone. She may be right, but… who wants to be corrected by a four year old?
I gave the kids the option to have a week off for Thanksgiving or do school Monday and Tuesday. They chose to do school as many days as they could this week, commenting that days off now mean more school days in the spring when the weather is nice. I do not know where these children come from. I’d rather hoped to spend the week with my sewing machine and get these projects knocked out. How do you argue with their logic, though?!
We’re headed to spend the day with a family from church for thanksgiving. There are supposed to be nearly 50 people there. The kids are beyond excited. Experiencing holidays from their perspective is one of the joys of motherhood. A day among friends is a dream come true for them. Fun! What do you plan to do for thanksgiving? Any fun traditions?