"Hey," I hear you asking, "I haven't heard from Stacy lately. I wonder what's she's been up to."
Well, well, I'm glad you asked.
We've been homeschooling. (Forgive the crappy picture- I believe that Max was the photographer here.)
Max has been eating the Base-10 blocks that Ashlynn was using to learn multiplication,
And then scattering them all over the house.
We've been field-tripping on Fridays, where we river-walked,
fed the ducks,
and let them nibble on Ian's toes.
We watched General Conference and bottled lots and lots and lots of pears.
We did a little bit of laundry, (Ian is forever after in charge of the laundry. I'm all about training him young and all that. After all, it's about time he started pulling his weight around this place!)
We've been sleeping. Here and there. Ok, maybe they've been sleeping.
We've been chasing after Ian who is walking, and running, shredding toilet paper, squirting toothpaste all over the carpet, and all those other things toddlers do. And talking. (Did I mention he's only ten months old? I don't think he realizes that he's a baby.) He has a vocabulary or two words: "Ma!" which he yells at me approximately 257 times a day, and "Plop!" He has long thought this was the funniest word in the English language, and now amuses us all when he says is repeatedly to anyone who will listen.
We've gotten haircuts,
We've instituted a new excercise regimen,
And we've done a whole lot of practicing. A lot. As in, the whole family can now sing the Fiocco Allegro for memory. Abby is audtioning for the Suzuki Youth Orchestra of America, held in Minneapolis in conjunction with the SAA Conference. If she gets accepted, she'll play in an orchestra of 9 and 10 year olds from all over the Americas at the SAA convention over Memorial Day Weekend in 2012. We recorded this video yesterday.
And yesterday, as an added bonus, I looked around my kitchen to find that all four of my children were crying simultaneously. That takes some serious parenting skills my friends.
So we've been busy. Happy. Tired. Wouldn't change a thing. Except maybe I'll take the crying kids one at a time.