The Hippie Moose: kids

I just walked into my sons room.
I turned.
I walked out.
Who instructed these two in the use of explosives?
When did it go off?
Why didn't I hear anything?

I could freak out.
I'm not going to.
I'm just going to give them both big hugs,

Assure them that my love is not based on performance,

And tell them they have 24 hours.

I will be outside reading if you need me.

From The Hippie Moose

May 14, 2010 10 comments

In honour of my 100th post I thought I would ramble about my weekend. My husband has been away for three days and it rained for two of them. Nice. In case he doesn't believe me I took a few pictures....

I learned that I seem to get WAY more done when he's gone than when he's here. Odd. I had a few unfinished projects I decided to tackle in his absence. The first was a chair that I bought at a junk shop (for lack of a better term) at least 10 years ago... OK 15 but who's counting. I was inspired to do this by Brenda. I read THIS blog posting the day Dave left and was completely in awe of her ability.

I learned that I can break my own rules...I have a rule against painting wood. So I stained it with blue milk paint. You can still see the grain and details through it... but it's blue. I consider this a fair compromise. I learned that boys are a great help sanding. Staining.. not so much. Going with the grain seems completely and genetically beyond them. I blame my husbands DNA for this.

I also learned that even though they are boys the have very decided opinions on fabric so a 5 min. trip to the fabric store turned into 35. The stripes were the compromise between the vision of three different personalities. I also learned that stapling fabric with a electric staple/brad gun is pretty scary stuff with an 7 and 8 year old "helping" you.

I learned that tea tastes better in my new mug. No.. it's not all in my head. It really does.

I learned that once I start to paint it's REALLY hard to stop.

I learned that when trying to fix your plastic dog head with expanding foam because your adorable sons smashed his nose in...... less is more. There's a reason they call it expanding.

Finally, I learned that I really miss my man when he's gone.

April 12, 2010 11 comments

Ok, so the cookies were amazing. The kids didn't love them but I was in heaven.
They turned out just like they were supposed to, crunchy on the outside, hollow on the inside. I added a few tbsp. of cocoa powder which made them look a bit more like rocks.

Unfortunately I didn't get a picture because they were gone SO quick!

For the Instructions SEE HERE!

April 08, 2010 5 comments

I just found a pretty cool book at the library. If you have boys, or girls of a certain personality, you should give it a look! It's called "100% Pure Fake". There are instructions on how to make fake blood, puke, poop, brains, etc. My boys are lovin' it. It certainly brings out their disgusting- joke nature. So far we have made fake blood, a dead finger in a box, and fake pee which is appropriate since we have three dogs. Next up, edible dog poop made of oatmeal, cocoa powder, green food colouring, etc.

February 02, 2010 2 comments

The marker didn't come off. So the paint and fabric pens came out....

January 06, 2010 No comments

We have had a busy start to the year, with a party on the 1st, concert on the 2nd, a day of rest on the 3rd and back to homeschooling on the 4th!

One of my hopes for 2010 is to make more time for creative endeavors and it seems that my youngest has the same resolution. Last night we were sitting down to dinner when I noticed something on his pants...

When I asked what I was looking at he proudly stood up so I could see all the artwork he had done on his lap in pen. As I was formulating my response Dave looked at me from across the room and simply said "careful". I understood. I simply asked that next time he ask before he doodles because some pants are for family time and some are for special times, and very nice work by the way. My plan now? To wash them and see what happens. If the pen comes off fine. If it doesn't I have fabric markers in about a dozen colours that I will give him and tell him to "finish the job". Because if you're going to create.... ya better go big.

And thus begins 2010!

January 04, 2010 3 comments

Our neighbor in Kingston has the misfortune of having her kitchen window face our backyard. This poor woman has seen things that no one can explain or understand. She has watched us build 30 foot tee pees, tie dye bolts of fabric across the lawn, make bow drill fires, carve bone into necklaces (very stinky), and she has watched all the males in the family jump in and out of a very large maple at heights that make me queasy.

Dave is out of town so I served up dinner tonight and then left the boys to eat while I finished up some other tasks. I suddenly realized that things were much too quiet. Sure enough there were no boys at the kitchen table and no lasagna to be seen. I called. Silence. I called again. More Silence. I decided to take out the recycling before I tackled the project of locating them. As I was walking back up the driveway you can imagine my surprise at finding them sitting on top of the shed in the backyard. Eating lasagna. In the dark. As a mother I felt it was my duty to ask the obvious question. To which I got the following answer: "What else would we be doing? We're eating dinner and watching the moon rise." Well duh. How did I miss that? I'm sure our poor neighbor has called her friends about my son's high altitude pasta picnic but at the moment I feel nothing but pride. I will deal with her questions tomorrow.

November 23, 2009 4 comments

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