Project for tomorrow. . . .hopefully. . . maybe. . . depends on my mood.

 So, I drive my husband crazy!  I tell him that is why he married me, he didn't want life to be boring.  :)

I have this brain glitch that makes it nearly imposable to finish things, I have found a way around that. . . well kinda.

The trick is, I start 5 projects, well more like 12 and when I get board of one, I move to the next, and when I am avoiding all 11 projects I finely make it back around to the 1st project and it finely gets done.  See, I'm a genius!

 If you can't find self mastery, find self trickery. 

So this one has been going on now for, oh two months now?  Thankfully you can't see the insane amount of toys that are stacked in here, along with, well everything else in the house the kids don't want to find a place for, like an entire laundry basket of unmatched socks. Grrrr.

So this is Lydia's room, or will be one day.  The story how this came to be is. . . well, . . .so . .. . ME.

I decided that I missed the color blue, what ever happened to BLUE?  Doesn't anybody like that poor lonely color anymore?  So I was determined to find the perfect blue for my room. . . .problem was, there was NOT the perfect blue, there was, . . .baby blue, and sky blue, and periwinkle, and lavender blue, and a yellow blue, and gray blue. . . .by golly, I tried 6 different paint samples and I could not find a good blue.  

Problem is I live 30 minutes away from the nearest paint store, and I was NOT about to drive up there again and waist my entire day driving back and forth. . . so I improvised. 

Well, there were other things I didn't want to do either, like, tape the base boards, or cut in to the edges, or use a roller, or a paint brush.  Grin.  You are thinking what is up with this lady?  How is she going to paint?

 Simple.  Use a . . . .what are those things called?  Spackle knife thingy?  Anyway the things you put texture on the walls with. 

This is what is starts out looking like. . . kinda like camo hu?

It was quite comical to have each of my kids come in and say, "What are you doing?" with astonishment in their voice, none of them were brave enough to tell me I was crazy, just that it was weird. Then they would each spend the next five minutes explaining that it was a GOod weird, not a bad weird.  "Oh of course not."

My husband?  He just pleads the 5th, raised eyebrows, a smirk, and he disappears.

 This is my room. . . has this wonderful, take me away feeling.  Old, nostalgia, peaceful, non conformative.

Honestly though it didn't turn out that bad once I figured out what in the world I was doing. I used all 6 of the sample colors and created my own blue. The pictures really don't do it justice, the entire room has this, waterfall-y, early spring morning after a rain fall feeling; feels like old painted over plaster. I love it in there.


And the cool thing is it took very little paint.  I didn't have to follow and rules, . . and . . .well it allowed me to feel free. 


This is the beginning of Lydia's which I hope to finish tomorrow, or at least do something with tomorrow.

It's the kids one day at school so I might be able to allow my creative juices to flow, and lose myself in someTHING I love.. . that is instead of people I love.

Cub Scouts- Whirlwind.

Is it just me?  Do I not know how to have a calm and put together event?

12 Cub Scouts, 7 of my own kids, 4 neighbor kids, one of which had an accident and peed his pants, and another that nobody could find for 1/2 an hour, and don't forget the one who lost his shoes, plus a collaboration of bikes, plasma cars, scooters, skateboards, wiggle car, an open garage that was imposable to get closed.

Not to mention the phone that kept ringing, the husband that came home, the baby that was hungry (again), and the three year old that disappeared during lunch time and suddenly reappeared with a constant "I'm hungry, mom I'm hungry on his lips. 

My shoulders are starting to tense and my heart palpitate with the slightest of recollections.

I will never give the illusion that I am a super mom with a perfect disposition, quite honestly no artist in the world is good enough to paint that picture.

We did manage to pass off the Boys BobCat requirements and a re-run of the obstacle coarse we used for Jensen's Birthday.  I think they had fun. Me, I'm just glad I made it through without blowing a gasket.

Well I'm not counting the temper tantrum I threw when I found Ellie (13) and Kayden (12) in the bathroom filling up full sized balloons with water and FOOD COLORING.  What are they thinking?  NOW, in the middle of all this?  What happens if one brakes?  There is over a gallon in each one!  Where will all the food coloring go?  AAAAA! 

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Diner of course had to be addressed immediately after the boys left, Stir Fry and Chinese Dumplings from Costco (Not Good!)  don't get them. 

Diner was peppered with a thousand questions on how you or rather "I" make Chinese Dumplings. 

"Hu?  Why in the world would you think that I know how to make Chinese Dumplings?"

"You lived in Japan?"

"So, if you lived . . . . . honestly I couldn't think of a good one, I was to exhausted, I just shook my head.

"How did you eat them then?"

"I bought them at the gas station."

Needless to say, I grabbed Lydia(3 1/2 months), went back in my room and pretended like I was nursing her for an indefinite amount of time, Leif (husband) calls her my security blanket; sometimes that is exactly what she is. 

Thankfully everyone got the hint and "disapeared", except for Isaac (3 but has told everyone he is 4 for a very long time) who wanted to play Rock, Paper, Scissors with me, by then the phone had rang and he settled for playing with Lydia. 

He is so dang cute, his little imagination amazes me.  He played and played with her, having the sweetest conversations with her and then with all the enthusiasm and excitement in the world, "Mom, Mom, Lydia is so happy, she won me, see!  Her Paper won my Rock like this, and she won!"  He practically glowed he was so excited for her; absolutely amazed that she figured out how to put her Paper on His Rock and win him when she was so small. He is also constantly amazed that she knows how to say four (his favorite number).  We couldn't figure out why he thought that, until he showed us, see she says four, and he held up four fingers. Grin. 

Isaac has brought me pure joy nearly every single day of his existence.  I can even say it was SOo worth it to be pregnant with him, and if you knew anything at all about my pregnancy with him, you would be absolutely shocked, really, you would be.  He is a gem in this world. Not sure why my Father in Heaven chose to trust him to me, but I will ever be grateful He has shared him, because I adore him.

Woops, Preschool Day.

So this morning I laid in bet waiting for my new babe to wake, and enjoying the fact that my children are so wonderful that they wake themselves and get going for the day.  I thought about the day a head of me and . . . . hmmm, I can't think of anything I need to do today, how wonderful is that.  So I laid a little longer, BIG MISTAKE.

When I came strolled out of my room, my overly responsible 13 year old Ellie reminded my my ever so clumsy 5 year old that he had preschool today.  Our eyes met as she said it and - DANG!  I have preschool today.

Forget the shower, and the breakfast, find a craft, activity, and a lesson.  THANK YOU Pinterest!

In moments I had Letters drawn on the driveway (Thank you Ellie), popcorn popped, (thank you Ellie) candles for melting crayons, and salt and glue for the letter Z.  Feew!  Right in time.

I thought to take pictures but. . . things were a little hectic and there was a very hungry baby fussing in the background so. . . no picture documentation.  Sad.  Cuz it was fun.

Letters A-Z in a circle on the drive way.

Crawl to the letter C
Hop to H
Zoom to Z
Wiggle to W

You get the idea.  They had fun.

Then-  It's Spring, what happens in Spring?  Things grow!  Let's sing Popcorn Popping on the Apricot tree.  Then we made very cute trees with colored Popcorn.

 HINT:  If you make kettle corn, a little oil, 1/4 cup-ish of sugar and 1/4 cup of popcorn and you add a drop of food coloring.  It ends up a perfect pastel mixture.  Pink, yellow, blue, green. Of Course one for each batch.

We made a tree stump and glued on the popcorn for flowers and used jelly beans for eggs in a tree nest (beginning of life).

Then the letter Z

Glue on black paper in the shape of a Z with some stripes - poor salt on it and Wallah!  Such cute Black and White striped Z.  Ok- not that cute, but it impressed the kids.

All in all, we made it through, the kids had fun, and my Watson feels like he is king for the day. 

Now on to Cub Scouts in a couple of hours. . .  what to do, what to do?