Sunday, April 26, 2009

What's being said & the goings on lately at Casa de Motherscribe

It is spring time. A time to bask in the glory of warmer days, the soft scent of flowers perfuming the air, and the noise of children playing outside. It is a time to get one's fingers in the soil and nurture the new growth of winter plantings.

BOY's hair is long again. It hasn't been long since he was about 2 or 3. I can't bear to cut it. It is that gorgeous blond, impossibly thick hair that catches the sunlight and looks like butter. The kind of hair that reminds you of when you were a teenager and that new boy, the one who looked like a surfer, just moved to town. That kind of hair. The kind of hair that other women comment on and just...*sigh* Perhaps even more adorable because he has no consciousness of it. Most days he likes it, although he occasionally mentions wanting to have a haircut. And, if he decides that is what he wants to do, we'll do it... But, we've gotten through that in-between stage. The challenging stage when the hair is looking a bit shaggy, and needs to be sprayed down in back. BOY has his own name for that stage. He calls it...

OH.....NO! My hair looks like a big bowl of spaghetti.
(BOY upon looking at himself in the mirror one morning.)

GIRL & BOY like to play outside. I like them to play outside, and feel pretty good about the fact that I let my children take risks. Frequently, they're on their own in the backyard while I'm inside within hearing distance. Occasionally there is what we call...mischief. Like the time I walked out when GIRL was screaming NO, BOY, NO!!! Yes. That time I found that BOY had taken the ride-on rocket up on top of the play structure, and wanted to ride it down the slide. Or, there was another incident where BOY had a chair up on the slide and wanted to see if he could ride the big lawn chair down the slide. That time, he had this to say when I found him mid-flight:

When I have children and they're not cautious like me I'm going to take the boys to sit on a slide and read stories. It will be a big, big slide, as big as our giant cactus!

As then there are the questions.... just to make sure I'm listening.

Mommy, how did the alphabet get in order?

Ahem. ***clearing of throat....AAAHHHEM***
JCK: BOY, that is SUCH a GREAT question! I don't know.

Meanwhile GIRL is on a quest to learn and write down every letter of the alphabet. The self-motivation and inner drive of my GIRL continues to astonish me. She loves asking me how to spell words and then she writes them down. She has been writing letters to people. I was sick for a couple of days this week, and she made this for me. It is a picture of GIRL and myself in the lovely grass with a flower. I believe once that letter was in hand, I was well on my way to recovery. After I mopped up some tears.

GIRL is growing in confidence with her physical body. She is taking more risks to stretch and pull and push herself. The soft rounded limbs are getting more muscular. I revel in her belief that she is physically strong. Because she is.

Yesterday they put together a band, just BOY & GIRL. The band consisted of Tinkertoy sticks and attachments. They clacked their way around the back yard, while I watched. Then I joined in with a sand pail filled with leftover empty plastic Easter eggs. I just rattled and shook myself along behind them.

And then there was BOY's obstacle course. Thrown together with pure creativity, and requiring props and equipment found in the back yard.
The Course: Hop over 2 sand pails, crawl under the ballet bar (usually referred to as their LIMBO bar), somersault down the gym mat, lift two bouncy balls high in the air as if you are Anton the great weightlifter from Russia, jump on the high end of the see saw and crash to the ground, whack the miniature soccer ball off the T-ball stake with a bat, kick the soccer ball, jump off the chair, chuck the soft baseball as far as you can, then throw the Nerf football up into the tree, and then...you're home. Our back yard is still scarce on grass, much to E's chagrin. But, BOY & GIRL? They're diggin it. And apparently it's good for kids to eat dirt from time to time, so we've got that covered. Oh...about 3 years ago. But, it's not the dirt that I'm worried about. OH, NO. This time of year I start getting anxious because I know that E starts looking at the back yard as if it has a NEON sign blinking POTENTIAL PLACE FOR GRASS TO GROW. And if you don't remember what can happen when E sees potential in our back yard, then let me just leave you with this...the grass is not always greener...


Happy Sunday!


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16 comments:

Kalynne Pudner said...

I was going to comment (before reading your last paragraph, but then decided to do it anyway):

HEY! I SEE GRASS GROWING IN YOUR BACKYARD! Good job, E!

Jason, as himself said...

I love that you let them take risks. It is obvious that they are getting very good at independent, creative play.

I think many kids never learn how to do that.

flutter said...

you have a lovely life, you know?

K said...

I love the spring time.

My son also have lovely hair. I'm quite jealous of it.

Heather of the EO said...

organic cow manure. We're going to have to try that here :)

I'll maybe even post pics so you can feel better about your lack of grass. Or so E can feel better about your lack of grass.

This post had so many sweet parts. Those kids of yours rock.

blognut said...

Except for the part about you not feeling well, it sounds like you had a great week.

Madge said...

i love how well they play together....

Jenn @ Juggling Life said...

Just remind him--you're raising children, not a lawn!

painted maypole said...

i love that your kids have each other for playmates. how grand.

Nora said...

I love that, answering a hard question with telling them what a great question it was. Someone gave me that advice before my defense and I live by it now.

g said...

You make me long to have young children around me. Is that scarey or what??

I love the description of BOY's hair. I am thinking of all the young Topanga hippie kids who went to school with my Boy.

Andrea Frazer - Pass the Zoloft said...

Obstacle course - such a life lesson! And wow - 23 interviews! i'm going to set aside time to read them all.

Midwest Mom said...

I think I know that hair... my daughter has it and I hope it never goes away. It is luminescent.

But my favorite part of this post was your daughter's picture. I love those wide-eyed figures children draw. You can see wonder at the world in them.

As for us, my boys are heavy into the obstacle-course stage. Ours usually involves a stack of cones, monkey bars, and a hula hoop. Depending on the day, they are escaping a dragon or trying not to fall in hot lava while completing the course.

We don't have a ballet bar yet, though... could be an interesting addition.

- Julia

Margaret said...

What a nice snapshot into the domestic doings of late. THank.

texasholly said...

Beautiful! Who needs grass when you have a lovely obstacle course.

Jen said...

I love the obstacle course! What creativity! They seem to play together so well.

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