palaces, castles and mansions of wood

One of the favourite things in this house is to make castles, barns, zoos, and garages all out of wooden blocks. The boys work together and come up with such fun stories about who lives there and what each room is for. Then, sooner than the other brother would like, the youngest always manages to knock it all down. This time I took some pictures before the devastation transpired.

view from the top bunk

I am guessing most of us haven't been up on a bunk bed for a while. I got up in Jackson's bed and took some shots of what the room looks like from there. It is pretty cool up on the top bunk! I always begged for the top bunk when I went places. Which was your favourite, are you a bottom bunk person or a top bunk? Do you remember the triple deckers at camp, or was that just my camp!?

laughter

The human race has one really effective weapon, and that is laughter. ~Mark Twain


When people are laughing, they're generally not killing each other. ~Alan Alda

You cannot be mad at somebody who makes you laugh - it's as simple as that.~Jay Leno

The most wasted of all days is one without laughter. ~e.e. cummings


A laugh is a smile that bursts. ~ Mary Waldrip
Laughter is the closest distance between two people. ~ Victor Borge

tea par-TAY!

We LOVE tea parties. Who said boys can't enjoy a cup'o tea? These two sure can. We had licorice root tea, in pretty cups, cucumber slices, raisins, banana rounds and cheese. All by the light of a candle on a very rainy day. Oh, and all served on top my Fútbol Club Barcelona, soccer blanket.

No tea party is complete, at least in our house, without incense.....
it just makes life smell nice!

Enjoy your day, be it rain or shine!

tricycles

mamma mia!

MAMMA MIA!

my life is getting better and better and yet many times i feel that i am treading water. raising two boys is a intense thing, but so worth it. my little O wakes up at night again due to who knows what exactly, i blame teething, a cold, being poopy or not being able to poop, over stimulation and much more. J is having nightmares that he can describe and he is waking up at night too( saying: " a black dream bit me on the head!" and other such craziness). therefore i wake too.

days are similarly nuts, but oh so enjoyable.
i feel like i am constantly giving, feeding, and helping and not too much getting and receiving. sometimes this makes me feel tired, alone and distant, but really it shouldn't. there are many who are out there doing much more and giving much more. that can make me feel tired, alone and distant, but really it shouldn't. all of us [should] give what we are required to give, what we are asked to give and what we are called to give.we are not asked to give what anyone else is asked to give or compare ourselves to them. all i have to concern myself with is: am i giving exactly what i am supposed to? i am not asked to give too much (trying to do it all myself, just to be prideful and be super-crazy-mamma-martyr-woman), and not less (spending my time concentrating on things of no importance).

there are different seasons as well, seasons in which i need to give more and seasons in which i get more. i can feel guilty or grouchy about neither because i know that in all i have, in all i do, in all that i share i am completely blessed beyond my understanding.