Sometimes the pinata comes first

Our floors are filthy (I was going to write disgusting, but that would be unfair, they're not. Just filthy.)

But...we have been making a pinata,

a felt dragon,

a chocolate dinosaur,

dinner,

and doing the washing.

Sometimes we give up something to get something. A lot of the time. Almost always.

At the moment, despite the arrival of a new vacuum (yippee!), it's the floors that are missing out.

Unassisted by the arrival of new sand in the sandpit and a meal of cous cous for five people last night but as much as it bothers me each time I see the dirt I still walk over it.

I walk over it to get to the children. To get to the washing. To get the camera. To get to the door.
And with birthday preparations in full swing, I walk over it to get to the pinata. To get to the dinosaur. To get to the cake. To get to a cup of tea. 

 I walk over it to get to the other side.

Trying Dyeing

So I figured while I had those dyes out anyhoooo I might just dip a little wool.

I needed to colour some yarn to finish a project I had begun only to find I was short of a couple of colours. So with the assistance of the internet I gave it a go. 

This is alot of fun. 

After I had achieved the colours that were required for said project I continued to have a play with others. One of the best parts about this is when you put the yarn in the water/dye/vinegar the water is coloured and the yarn is not. When the process is complete the yarn is coloured and the water is not. So cool. And pretty. Smile.

Now, on with the knitting part.

Happy Easter

Daily knead

One of the reasons Easter is enjoyed in our house: 

We're doing this as often as we can. (Apologies for the shakey shot. Maybe I was a little excited? Maybe?)

Yuck, yum, 
Currant Bun. 

Hot Cross Buns, 
Hot Cross Buns, 
One a penny, 
Two a penny...

...if you have no daughters, 
give them to your sons.
(We have three of the former and one of the later. But never fear, even distribution is ensured)

That bun on the right looks like it's poking it's tongue out. You may Mmmmyeerrrrr right back at it. No offence taken.

Wonder full: something for the senses

'I love you Mum.'
'Thanks mate. (I look up from what I'm doing to see what he is doing)
Is that because you're eating orange cake?'
'Yeah.'

The next day:
'I love you Mum.'
'Thanks mate. (pause)
Is that because I'm making chocolates?'
'Yes.'

Whoever said the way to a man's heart is through his stomach may just have been right.
That's ok by me. 
That's my task right? To give them all the love they need.
Food : Love. I'll do my best. 
(The food won't always be so sugary but the love will always be sweet)

A week in review

How to win a sister's love; one of many ways: share lollies. They must've sat like this for half an hour, giggling away.

Baby food. Yes, it's an established part of our day again. Happy baby.

And that wool left on the kitchen bench? It's intended for dyeing. I'm going to have a little try at colouring some yarn. 

Step one: Yarn out and on the kitchen bench. Tick

Step two: Ahhh...soon.

Little sisters beginning to play together: things to make a Mama smile.

Kite flying: We had a super windy day. Not great for kite flying because it was whipping around in every direction but none-the-less, Little Man thought he'd like to make a kite, and sister joins in. They're just crepe paper, string and fine bamboo twigs from the garden. They didn't get a great deal of elevation but fly they did. In fits and starts. But hey, can you see the joy on those faces? Apparently making something fly is a REALLY good feeling.

I always wanted to fly.

Still do.

You?

Autumnal

O, it's autumn. Not that you'd have known it around here till the weekend when the temperatures finally dropped. 
And with an abundance of oranges around this made it's way into and out of our little oven last night.
Orange cake with lashings of cream? Yes please, Mama.