We’re Back

Almost ten days since the dark looming cloud of illness (croup and ear infections) dipped down over our home, it has begun to lift.

Smiles are returning.

The life is coming back to both of my boys.

I missed it. Oh, I missed it. And it is so good to see.

Tonight there were bubbles!!

And the Vengaboys on Pandora.

Ah, yes, we’re back.


Boredom and Building Roads

First, let me preface this by saying that we have been in our home since Sunday (aside from a very brief trip to the post office). In our home. Within these walls. For five days.

As much as I like my home, and I do, this has been a little much.

We started the week with a sick baby. Then it took down Ewan. We’ve had fevers and croup and a whole bunch of runny noses. We’ve had a big one saying, “I’m happy, but I’m not so good.” We’ve had lots of cuddles and stories and lying around. We’ve also had a bit of boredom.

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. I think boredom is good. I think it is important. I think boredom forces us to come up with new plans, new ideas. Boredom gives us the space to dream.

After all, were it not for the boredom, I wouldn’t have the worlds largest masking tape highway running through our entire home right now.

What started as a simple undertaking with a roll of masking tape has taken on a life of its own. It reminds me of the “If you give a mouse a cookie” story.

If you build some roads, they are going to need some lines.

And then some parking lots.

And with all the traffic jams,

you’ll definitely need some stop signs (lights, too).

And it’s not over. Today we spent time painting buildings (a grocery store, an ice cream cone shop, and First Slice) that we’ll finish tomorrow.

Truth be told, I don’t know who is having the most fun with this whole project. I suppose that’s the best way.

I’ll keep you updated on our little town. I’m sure there will be much to show as it turns into a booming metropolis.


Clipboard Wall

Sometimes acts of nature force action.

Just about a month ago, I sat on my sofa in the sunroom watching a storm blow in. The skies got dark. The wind picked up. The rains started to come down.

The windows in both the front and back of our house were open. Sometimes it feels nice to let that air change as a storm moves through. But this storm ended up being a little stronger than expected. All of a sudden the winds changed. And picked up speed.

All of a sudden the air wasn’t just changing in our little home, the wind was whipping through it. As I scrambled to close the windows the wind caught some of the art hanging on our art line and moved it like a sail. Ripping the line out of the wall (affixed with three long screws) and clattering to the ground.

In its’ wake was a large, gaping hole. One that will have to be fixed properly, someday. One that had to be covered, temporarily, NOW.

Enter the clipboard wall.

I had seen, and pinned, a number of clipboard walls over on pinterest (are you on pinterest?! you should be.) for inspiration. And one day last week I decided it was time.

I scavenged for some clipboards (only an ex-teacher can find a dozen clipboards, just lying around), a hammer, and a few nails. Aside from covering the gaping hole in the wall, I didn’t have much of a plan.

I didn’t measure. I just hammered and nailed and kept going until there were no more clipboards left to hang (I wanted two spares).

And now we have an absolutely perfect little display wall. For Ewan’s art, for some of my own, and, soon, for Xander’s as well. Love it!