-We havent left the house since Sunday (that was when I took Paige to Trader Joe's for a momma/daughter food shopping trip. This morning I wanted to quell some grumpiness so I busted out the golden chocolate coins I bought and she told me I was a "sneaky mommy" because she didn't notice I put them in our cart!) I have to leave today, at some point to go to the tractor supply store for goat feed but I find once you begin the task of becoming a hermit, it's hard to want to leave my very cozy house. I have stew cooking and oranges slowly drying in the oven and I'm wearing the same leggings/tank top/cardigan as yesterday and the day before. Gross? No - because I don't sweat too much and manage to brush my teeth and exfoliate my face at night.
-Wyatt has been watching TV for going on three days straight. Because I give in (horribly!) when I've offered crafts, castle making and books to my snotty two year old and he just shouts no no no and curls into a deeper ball on the couch. Last night I convinved him to join us at the diner table (I made the yummiest garlic/lemon roast chicken) and while we ate he drew the knits and Buzz Lightyear and asked us to do the same. It was a sweet moment, than he realized shit! I'm supposed to be grumpy! And left wailing to the couch again...it's been like that since yesterday afternoon. Moments of normalcy and running around with pirate masks or playing with blocks to being totally grumpy and smushy.
Yesterday we took sticks, small toadstool table and chairs, pinecones, buttons and gems, a small mirror and some stars and Paige got to work building a Christmas fairy house for our house fairies. We have yet to see them those sneaky tricksters! We used my glue gone and felt to spruce up the acorn caps, and Paige went on a search in my craft bag for some mini wreaths and candy canes (tiny felted ones) and now it's a work-in-progress on the train/play table.
Paige's "tinkerbell" haircut. She sort of flips and flops between wanting hair as long as Rapunzels and as short as a fairies. I'm fond of the shorter cut because it's easier (she doesn't want/like her hair brushed) and her face is so impish and adorable that having this do' just works for her.
-Our first handmade advent ring looks um. Homemade.
-My Dad got 10 free baby trees. Not sure what kind but he's going to let me know so I can research and decide the best place to plant them. Planting trees at a rental house may seem like a bad idea but it's a gift from my Dad to us, from us to mother nature. We plan on being here for awhile and surely we will see them grow grow grow, which will be a super learning experience for Wyatt and Paige.
I wrote two paragraphs today. I'm working on two very different pieces for two very different publications (hopefully since both are waiting to see what I come up with..) one is about being a writing momma, and the other is about living this kind of life. The kind of life where you have too many animals, homeschool your kids and make choices that seem weird to the average person. The hardest one is talking about the desire to both write and parent. It makes me feel guilty - the desire, the writing of the essay. The fact that I'm blessed to have an awesome babysitter + money to pay her + this time.
The goats are calling me. Time to go make their barn nice and cozy!