Posts Tagged ‘boys


Hand Knit Love: The Baby’s Blanket

I finished knitting a blanket for the bambino a while back. I absolutely adore Amish quilts, and I had this blanket planned in my head before I was even pregnant with the little guy. I kept wondering if I could knit the broken bars pattern without seaming, and I kept thinking that it just had to be possible. The knitting, of course, took me a long time. We probably ought to call baby blankets at our house toddler blankets because by the time I finish them our babies are usually walking.

I based the colors in the blanket on my very favorite chair, the puff rocker we have in the nursery. I loved this chair before we had the boys, but now that I’ve spent hour upon hour snuggled up with baby boys here, it’s about the sweetest place for a mama to sit. The blanket came together with the chair, and I couldn’t be happier about how they look together.

I love how each of our boys’ hand knit blankets reflects their personalities. This little guy is possibly the most happy and affectionate toddler I’ve known. He loves to give hugs and kisses, and he gives us “squeeze hugs” that feel as if they’ll never end. The colors in this blanket mirror his happy, fun, yet intense personality, and the super soft, hollow core, cotton yarn feels a bit like one of his amazing hugs. The edge on this blanket also reminds me of dinosaur or dragon dorsal plates (spikes?) cementing the little boy-ness of it for me.

It is just now starting to cool off enough for him to be able to use his new blanket, and you can bet that it will become a mainstay in his bed this winter. I’m hopeful that he’ll want to use it for years to come. We are still tucking in one of his older brothers with a mama knit blanket each night; that blanket was knit in Blue Sky’s Organic Cotton and is so cozy it’s got me thinking I need to knit one for me too. There must just be nothing like curling up for the night under hand knit.


A few moments

I sat down to peruse photos and write a post tonight to discover that nothing I’ve thought about photographing for the blog has actually been photographed. I guess I’ve been a little bit busy lately; too busy, in fact, to even bother putting the memory card back in the camera. Oops. So, all I’ve got is Instagram which streams directly to my computer from my phone (thanks hubby!). Have no fear; some really amazing things happened here recently. From youngest to oldest:


A very first self portrait in sidewalk chalk. My heart soared with this one!

And our eldest discovered just how much he like to hang out in a tree; so much, in fact, that he listened to a complete chapter in each of two books whilst in this exact spot one morning.

Things are starting to reach the humming right along point around here; I am hopeful that all these changes will leave me a bit more time for artwork, blogging, sewing, and *ahem* photos.


Out the Back Door

Most days there are plentiful learning opportunities in anyone’s backyard. but for the last few weeks our boys have gotten a great education in construction while peering through the back fence. We’ve learned about new equipment and happily watched while the city replaced the road that ends at our back yard. There was actually so much work back there that by the end of the process the boys had nearly lost interest in it, just nearly though.

I think the day they laid the new asphalt was their absolute favorite, but they also got really excited about the parade of cement mixers. We even took a drive to see where the cement mixers were all coming from and watch one take a bath. I love watching each of them engage in their surroundings and learn from the things they see!

And I have to admit that I was just as interested in watching the construction as they were. It’s fascinating to see how things are done, and watching all of that had me wondering if they wanted to come do a little extra digging in our yard. An excavator sure would make that sand box we want to build a whole lot easier!


A New Kind of First Day!

We ushered in a new era here in our home this week. I had plans to write about it all summer long, but before I could get the words out, it was time for us to start. Yep, we started school this past Monday, and our families brand of school this year is a rare sort of hybrid. We joined the ranks of home schoolers, but we started our week by dropping the boys off at a local Christian Montessori school for two days of home school enrichment.

Everyone at our house is excited about these new changes, but at least some of us know that however exciting this is, it is also big and weighty. It feels a little bit like a new pair of shoes right now; you can’t wait to wear them, but there’s bound to be some blisters. I am certain that we will have to fine tune our system as we get into a groove of learning in so many places and ways, but we all feel like where we are allows time and space for everyone and everything we need.

We dropped the boys off for their first day with appropriate mama created provisions. They each took hand knitted felt slippers for use in their classrooms with them, and they both carried mama sewn tractor backpacks per their requests. Our four year old was headed for his first day of school ever, and took a mama created nap mat with him.

It’s inevitable that the decision to home school your children, especially after a career as a public school educator, brings about questions about why. I vow to address these questions in another post soon, but I feel like this one should be all about the boys, our excitement, and generally keeping it positive.

We are all thrilled to have found a place they can go that is just so very perfect for us. The school they attend two days a week sits on 5 acres, there are chickens and a pig (yes, a PIG), and the students eat lunch on picnic tables outside as long as the weather permits. Being a true Montessori school, students are given choices and allowed to be independent in their work. All of this was very important to ALL of us. After years of raising kids to live naturally and close to the land, after all the attachment parenting, after teaching them that God comes first, it was easy for us to send them to a school that fits well with all of these ideals.

There were, of course, some first day jitters and some over-tired, over whelmed second day tears when I picked them up (One of the boys was begging me to stay there!), but dad gave pep talks and hugs to both boys. We made certain that they were settled, and then we were off to a rather quiet house.


The Edible Ice Pop Stick

Honestly, this was not *completely* my idea. We popped some ice pops into the freezer one afternoon, and one of the boys announces that we should use sticks you can eat. An idea flashes through my mind instantly, but I don’t bother to share it, saving it instead as a surprise for them.

I immediately think that a pretzel rod would make a great edible stick, and start mentally searching for flaws with the plan. I decide that it would get soggy in the blended liquid before things solidify in the freezer, and settle on a thin coat of chocolate.

This was super simple; just melt some chocolate, add a bit of oil, and dip the pretzels leaving just enough room for a handle. Let these set up in the fridge or freezer while you mix up your ice pop of choice. We went with straight up strawberry here, but I keep dreaming of these with pineapple or cinnamon honey coconut. Pour your mix into cup and freeze for a few minutes, adding the pretzel sticks after they’ve set up just enough to hold the stick up straight. Finish freezing and enjoy!

These were met with oooo’s, ahh’s and exclamations of “You can eat the stick!!!!” around here. We all agreed that the very best bites are the ones where you get ice pop, chocolate and pretzel all at the same time.