half heard in the stillness-- between two waves of the sea.

No Poo, No More. 2

No Poo, No More.

After four or five years, I am officially abandoning no poo. Yes, that’s right.  Done! Baking soda and apple cider vinegar worked great on my hair for the first few years, but since my pregnancy with Ada my hair has been too dry.  My scalp has this itchy dry peeling spot in the front center, yuck.  It itches so bad, and I’m not kidding–entire layers of skin keep coming off!  I have a theory the baking soda was drying it out, even though...

1/18/2011 0

1/18/2011

18/365 Can your pets make breakfast? I’ve been trying to pay extra attention to Rosie lately.  I love the way she absolutely lights up when I teach her something new.  She’s big on learning how to do things all by herself lately. Sleep in her own bed?  Check.  Open her own granola bars and string cheese wrappers?  Mhm, and open everyone elses’ for them as well.  Wipe her own bum?  Sometimes yes, sometimes no.  Dress herself in clothes she selects?  Oh,...

Tired. 5

Tired.

I’m really not the parent I want to be lately. As Tyler so nicely put it, my standards are slipping. It’s the exhaustion–I’m always so incredibly tired.  I can’t take it.  I have no patience or energy, I just want to go curl up somewhere and sleep for days. Last night, for example, I was really excited about the season premier of Big Love.  I had to wait until Ada finally fell asleep to watch it–that wasn’t until 11 at night.  After I watched the show it was...

Excerpts from a conversation with Tyler’s Granny. 0

Excerpts from a conversation with Tyler’s Granny.

[Imagine classic older lady Southern accent…See Granny and Paul pictured below.] “It’s gettin’ to be so that if we wanna see any of our friends anymore we’ll have to die!” “I told Paul I don’t wanna be cremated, I don’t wanna be buried.  He said, well what am I gonna do with ya? And I said, you can mummify me, stuff me, dress me up like Scarlett O’Hara, and put me up on those steps so when you’re drivin’ by you can wave at...

1/14/2011 4

1/14/2011

Yesterday was the first day of the spring semester classes for homeschool co-op. Rosie was so excited.  She’s so very extroverted, she needs to have opportunities to go out and meet other people.  She tries to talk to every person she sees when we’re out shopping, poor thing.  She wants to tell every soul that her name is Rosie and she’s age 4 and a half and her doll’s name is Mary.  (All of her dolls are named Mary, after Mary...

Ada Lucille…! 0

Ada Lucille…!

Ada is so very close to walking. She can pull up, glide along, and she lets go and just stands there.  The other day she took two steps on her own, from the desk cabinet to the piano right behind her, because she saw Tyler start playing the piano.  Without a thought she ran for it because she wanted to bang on the keys too.  Tyler and I both saw it.  We were like, DID THAT JUST HAPPEN? She can also walk...

Woohoo! 2

Woohoo!

Who knew getting new flooring could be so stressful?  I guess I didn’t realize they have to remove every little thing from the kitchen, laundry room, and bathroom.  I also didn’t realize that tile took so long to set before you could walk on it. So we had no kitchen for 24 hours and no bathroom all day today.  That was fun. Now it’s finished and looking GREAT.  Thank goodness it’s over and done with and I can live in my house...

Hairs. 1

Hairs.

I feel like making a drastic change to my hair. I’m sick and tired of pony tails and messy buns.  I need new hair! Tyler loves short hair.  He keeps telling me to chop it all off.  He wants it to be like this, Emma Watson: Beautiful, but a bit more extreme than I was thinking.  I had more of a funky pixie cut in mind, I guess. I have no idea how it will look.  I’m afraid I’ll look like a cancer patient.  I’m afraid...

Rosie Reading. 1

Rosie Reading.

My hormones are throwing me through a loop lately. I’ve got more pimples than I had in middle school, nipples throbbing on and off, waves of PMS-like nausea and cramping, and a few episodes of brown spotting.  Maybe Aunt Flow will be back soon?  This is so annoying, I wish I could just have my period and get it over with instead of the constant flux of hormones making me feel like crap in sudden bursts. Ada is still nursing lots and lots, so...

Five Years. 3

Five Years.

Well, today started off with a bang.  Quite literally! Ada was sitting on the potty and I was standing right in front of her brushing the tangles out of my curly hair before I wadded it in a bun on top of my head again.  Ada was laughing at me–she loves to watch me do my hair. Suddenly out of the blue she just fell over!  No warning. Her head hit our bathtub.  We don’t have a plastic bathtub, we have a real...