Feeling Quiet

There hasn’t been much to report as of late, hence the quiet.

Maybe 31 for 21 wore me out, maybe I’m just plum out of good ideas or words, but I’m feeling quiet.

Not that’s it’s been quiet around here. Oh no. Is it ever? But I’m not complaining.

We’ve had a few unseasonably warm days. Sunday was sun-kissed (see above).

How often do people do art projects outside in November on the east coast?

Leo had a great time.




He really gets into his "medium" and is quite the "textural" artist.

Don't be fooled by the photos. Leo was a Holy Terror pretty much all weekend. I love the guy and I know he wasn't feeling well (sinus infection, again...exploring the idea of adnoid removal since every time he gets a cold he ends up on antibiotics because it won't go away, any experience with this? Care to weigh in?) but I can't tell you how many times this weekend I felt like the harried, clueless parent on an episode of "SuperNanny." He's taken to putting Ellie in a sort of headlock. Oh she's no innocent victim and does her share to egg him on, don't worry, but I mean it when I say Never a Dull Moment.

Ellie, on the other hand,


let's just say her attention span is not quite as long. Also, as I've said here before, she's not a fan of getting things on her hands. Throughout the painting project she kept asking me for a "nappin" (napkin).

In other not quiet, news, Ellie continues with the gems. A few from this weekend:

Upon being asked to get dressed so we could go in the backyard and play, Ellie (a completely nude Ellie, I should add) responded: “I’m gonna stay inside where it’s nice and warm.”

Yesterday morning as I was helping her get dressed for school:
“I feel happy.”

Can’t argue with that one.