Sunday, March 1, 2015

Window Art


The current snow total for our area (this winter) is 99 inches.  I recently read an article in which the author likened this New England winter with the terrible winter of Laura Ingalls Wilder's book, The Long Winter.  The author might not be spending her days twisting straw into burnable sticks, but she could relate to Laura's description of the endless days spent inside, the endless howling of the wind outside and the snow drifts that reached beyond the windows and doors.  

I totally see the comparison.

The children all went back to school on Monday and the house was quiet for the first time in a month.

We used our snow days wisely - I suppose.  The girls did a lot of baking and we played with that saand that I wrote about last week.  Art projects were created, instruments were practiced and homework (in Henry's case, since his teachers are all on-line and could email assignments) was finished.  We also watched a ton of movies and shoveled a heap of snow.

But one of my favorite activities was something I purchased spur-of-the-moment at the grocery store between storm - Crayola window markers.  I bought two packs.

Georgia, Josie and I each chose a window and got to work.   We all chose summer themes.  I drew my signature sunshine with sunglasses - a picture I totally stole from my sister, Elizabeth when we were kids.  I hope I don't get sued for stealing her intellectual property.


I don't have a picture of the window that Georgia drew and that is because she had a friend over and they drew and erased multiple times and eventually, Josie took over the window and graffittied it with our names.


Josie did the rest of our kitchen windows.  She did a mixture of pictures and writing.


She explained that the below windows are "stained glass."


It wasn't the most complex art activity nor the most interesting, but it used up an hour or two and for that, I am grateful.



Thursday, February 26, 2015

The Oscars 2015


We had our annual Oscars Party last Sunday.

The girls dressed for the occasion, I did not.

It's hard to feel fancy when you spend the day shoveling snow and breaking icicles from your roof by hanging out a window and using an old field hockey stick.  It was six o'clock on a Sunday evening and my fleecy pajama pants had been calling my name since five.

Josie wore an old halter dress of mine and borrowed one of my necklaces.   She wore some sort of American Girl doll lace thingy in her hair.


Georgia wore her own dress - a recent purchase from Target - and she curled her hair.


They both wore heels, stolen from my closet.  The heels (something I would have probably not allowed had I been privy to their outfit choice) ended up being a great call since the dog loved following behind the girls as they clomped along from room to room and I got a whole hour of peace.



One of my children really enjoys having her photo taken.


We mostly watched the Red Carpet footage.  I'm embarrassed to admit that I'd only seen one of the nominated movies this year (Grand Budapest Hotel) and I only saw that a few weeks ago on Netflix.

The girls were easily distracted from the television.  Pippa Middleton got them to play for awhile.



There was a great deal of zooming and chasing.





Eventually, things calmed down and we watched the awards until about nine o'clock when it was time to go to bed.


It wasn't our best Oscars Party, but it was still fun.  We'll do better next year.  I promise to dress up and I'll do appetizers and mocktails.  And maybe I'll get Gordy to put on a tux.  

hee hee.


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