The Rope Lost Files

I may or may not have enjoyed the rope swing myself.

~R

Jesus

Our boys had a music recital today.  Our co-op meets at a local church and the recital was held in the sanctuary.  During a lull, in front of God and everyone,  RePete looked up at the stained glass and said, "Jesus looks lovely in that glass."

All heads turned to see Jesus hanging on the cross.  Ahem.


~R

The Dreaded 28 Foot Rope

My husband is a Crossfitter.  He LOVES Crossfitting.  One of the items used in their workouts is the rope.  So he bought one and he somehow managed to get that rope thrown over and tied to a branch twenty-eight feet in the air.

And then he climbed it.

Then our darling boys took over.

For some reason swinging causes them to open their mouths.

 

But it is not the swing or the open mouths or the loads of fun they are having that causes me pain.  It's the dust.  All of that dirt beneath the big tree gets kicked up and rolled in and brought into our house.  

If I weren't afraid of heights, I'd chop that thing down.

 

~R

I just noticed the difference in the trees from a couple of weeks ago to now.  Wow.

Sewing

I've decided I need a new hobby.  I have so many half finished projects, I figured adding a few more won't hurt a thing, except the already crowded spaces in my house.

Ever since I bought and made this pattern,  the company I purchased it from has been sending me emails showcasing awesome fabrics.  (I bought these fabrics from a local fabric store.)

I am a sucker for pretty things and fabrics are one of my favorites.  I have a piece of toile that I've had for about 8 years now.  I found it at the Design Center in Washington, DC when I was studying interior design and used it in one of my projects.

Anyway, (D=47*), I found this at Fat Quarters online a few weeks ago.

I bought this coordinated set of fabrics and they are a little bit crazy but I love them all and I plan to use them on smaller items, like a wallet pattern I bought from a Lazy Girl like me,  and small accessory bags, like for makeup or personal items in a purse.  Mixing and matching wherever I can.

I can't wait to start. 

~R
*my discombobulation number

Like father, like son...

Clothes shopping with BN is a waiting game.  He takes quite a while to choose the clothes and then he has to try them on.  It sounds pretty normal unless you are the one waiting.  The wait goes on and on and on.  And the funny thing is that the clothes he chooses look exactly like the other clothes hanging in the closet and folded in the dresser.  Not sure what all the indecision is about.

Pete takes time too.  His isn't about being choosy but more about finding a comfortable fit.  His clothes have to be just so or he can't wear them.  We spent way too much time in the store today.  He came out with two pair of jeans and two shirts.

I'm exhausted.

~R

11-11-11

What an auspicious number.

Today the boys and I took a friend and went to the beach to watch the Tidewater Veteran's Day Parade.  I laughed, I cried, I waved, I clapped and I thanked every veteran that I could.  I loved having the boys there with me and explaining what the different groups represented.  I especially enjoyed seeing my nephew lead his JROTC by calling cadence.  Great moment.

I would love to live in a world of peace and love, but until that happens, I'm proud to have served my country and I am proud of those that came before me and those that are currently serving. 

Happy Veteran's Day,
~R

#10 - I hate school

This was said by Pete a week or so ago and I took it as a personal affront and told him so. 
 
I let him know that I quit a perfectly good job because I wanted to stay home with him and then his brother.  When we realized that our school system wasn't right for us, we pulled him out of school and began homeschooling so that he could be free to be himself.  I spend a lot of money and time searching for just the perfect curricula for them both.  And I spend a lot of time and money driving the two of them around every week, so that they can participate in co-ops, theater, and sports.

He corrected himself by saying it wasn't school he hated, but things that were hard to do in school.  Then he thanked me homeschooling him.

Reason #4,197 why I love that kid.

~R