(We left room for our fridge to grow.)
The "cut out"
From the outside looking in:
Thursday, April 29, 2010
More kitchen
The last two walls:
(We left room for our fridge to grow.)
The "cut out"
From the outside looking in:
(We left room for our fridge to grow.)
The "cut out"
From the outside looking in:
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Before and After
Here's half...the other half didn't turn out(I think there's just way too much light in there now, and my poor camera can't handle it!) and the other pics have to wait 'til I've unpacked more. A good friend came over last night and we got tonnes of organizing done, but she had to run and I was wiped when she left, so there is stuff all over the place yet. And everyone knows that camera's resist messy pictures. Especially mine.
Entrance from deck:
before
after
Left of the entrance (shared wall with the bathroom).
before
after
Entrance from deck:
before
after
Left of the entrance (shared wall with the bathroom).
before
after
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
My kitchen is done!
It took me all day in bits and pieces to clean up the counter top so that I could see the end product as it was meant to look.
And what was my impression? The same it was on Saturday night when we came back late-ish. I saw everything better than I imagined it to look (though unfinished) but the best part of all was the toddler standing in front of the sliding door leaning side to side with a cute smile on his face just for me. He was definitely the highlight of the kitchen!
Today, the highlight for me, amidst all the mess, was an adorable little baby rolling from one side to the other desperately whacking his toys farther and farther from his reach in uncontrolled bursts of enthusiasm.
What could be better to have in a kitchen?
(Remind me of this when I'm cooking dinner and tripping on kids and toys and wishing the questions and stories could cease for a moment!)
And what was my impression? The same it was on Saturday night when we came back late-ish. I saw everything better than I imagined it to look (though unfinished) but the best part of all was the toddler standing in front of the sliding door leaning side to side with a cute smile on his face just for me. He was definitely the highlight of the kitchen!
Today, the highlight for me, amidst all the mess, was an adorable little baby rolling from one side to the other desperately whacking his toys farther and farther from his reach in uncontrolled bursts of enthusiasm.
What could be better to have in a kitchen?
(Remind me of this when I'm cooking dinner and tripping on kids and toys and wishing the questions and stories could cease for a moment!)
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
kids pics and status update.
kid pics
Scrunched up faces are in.
Update:
Ouch. My back hurts. Using the laundry tub for dishes has gone me in. I've had lower back muscle spasms a lot today. Not cool! Shall try a dose of extra calcium, (I may be an avid supporter of the dairy industry yet!) rest, better posture, deep breathing, improved heavy lifting techniques, and eventually, regular exercises. Since my bath (using snorkel and goggles so I could still read while laying flat on my back) I have had no more spasms, though it still aches, and I feel tense like it will again. I am looking forward to my sleep!
Kitchen should be done by Friday. Yay!
Scrunched up faces are in.
Update:
Ouch. My back hurts. Using the laundry tub for dishes has gone me in. I've had lower back muscle spasms a lot today. Not cool! Shall try a dose of extra calcium, (I may be an avid supporter of the dairy industry yet!) rest, better posture, deep breathing, improved heavy lifting techniques, and eventually, regular exercises. Since my bath (using snorkel and goggles so I could still read while laying flat on my back) I have had no more spasms, though it still aches, and I feel tense like it will again. I am looking forward to my sleep!
Kitchen should be done by Friday. Yay!
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
a Messy post of our Messy lives
Daniel has been started on solids. A heavy evening snack in order to bring back that wonderful sleeping habit of pulling an "all night sleeper" which has eluded us for some time now. I think I need to pay more attention to his hunger levels when I feed him 'cause I'm sure the other kids weren't this messy! I suppose if he's managed to get the last ten mouthfuls splattered everywhere, he may not be interested in more? Maybe not...
but since I've made more, why shouldn't I at least get every bite of it in his mouth for at least one second?
Also, the Bumbo seat has been used a LOT lately. I've been saying how useless it is to people asking about it, and now, it seems, I've changed my mind. Maybe I am a bit like the weather. Like other women. Like my chauvinistic neighbour said to his wife.
We love living in the basement. It is so much fun.
The kids love the view from downstairs, and the freer rules.
Just DON'T bump the table when the drinks are on it 'cause it's really unstable and Mommy might yell at you!
There are lots of toys to move around though. I've stepped on them at least 3 times today. @*&#@!!!!
Things are even more exciting downstairs when Daddy takes out his tools and entertains us all with his carpentry prowess!
If we sit in this couch for story time, no one can tell that anything special is going on in the house, but no so from the other one!
So it's all a matter of perspective!
Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear
Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair.
Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't really Fuzzy,
Wuzzy?
Working together:
It's fun watching them do stuff together.
But it still is by Nathan's rules.
Mommy Roze is doing just dandy.
Stay away, stay away.
Please stay away!
Ug!
Got me!
but since I've made more, why shouldn't I at least get every bite of it in his mouth for at least one second?
Also, the Bumbo seat has been used a LOT lately. I've been saying how useless it is to people asking about it, and now, it seems, I've changed my mind. Maybe I am a bit like the weather. Like other women. Like my chauvinistic neighbour said to his wife.
We love living in the basement. It is so much fun.
The kids love the view from downstairs, and the freer rules.
Just DON'T bump the table when the drinks are on it 'cause it's really unstable and Mommy might yell at you!
There are lots of toys to move around though. I've stepped on them at least 3 times today. @*&#@!!!!
Things are even more exciting downstairs when Daddy takes out his tools and entertains us all with his carpentry prowess!
If we sit in this couch for story time, no one can tell that anything special is going on in the house, but no so from the other one!
So it's all a matter of perspective!
Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear
Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair.
Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't really Fuzzy,
Wuzzy?
Working together:
It's fun watching them do stuff together.
But it still is by Nathan's rules.
Mommy Roze is doing just dandy.
Stay away, stay away.
Please stay away!
Ug!
Got me!
Thursday, April 8, 2010
A clear case of too much sugar
We were at a party today, and the after effects of the loot bags the kids took home were a bit noticeable.
Nathan gobbled his sugar laden articles at a remarkable pace. Remarkable, especially when you compare this with his ability to eat speedily at lunchtime when his dear mother is in a hurry for nap time. Once he finished his own he managed to convince Melanie not to save any of her candy for tomorrow. After all, it's not as much fun to be a glutton all by yourself!
Melanie obliged without any complaints, only too happy to follow any excuse to gluttony. She was probably already wondered why she'd thought saving the candy for another day was wise. After having consumed it all, she was rather pleased with the results. Her mother, however thought she ought to tone things down a little. There are times when I feel a bit grateful that there is only one girl in the house. Sugar does crazy things to her silly factor.
Even Daniel got a sugar high, but I suspect that he was only pretending.
Matthew, believe it or not, did not like his candies, and handed them out one by one to the rest of us. (Score for me! Usually I have to snitch some from their bags while they're napping and hope they don't notice. Today I was a good mommy.)
Nathan gobbled his sugar laden articles at a remarkable pace. Remarkable, especially when you compare this with his ability to eat speedily at lunchtime when his dear mother is in a hurry for nap time. Once he finished his own he managed to convince Melanie not to save any of her candy for tomorrow. After all, it's not as much fun to be a glutton all by yourself!
Melanie obliged without any complaints, only too happy to follow any excuse to gluttony. She was probably already wondered why she'd thought saving the candy for another day was wise. After having consumed it all, she was rather pleased with the results. Her mother, however thought she ought to tone things down a little. There are times when I feel a bit grateful that there is only one girl in the house. Sugar does crazy things to her silly factor.
Even Daniel got a sugar high, but I suspect that he was only pretending.
Matthew, believe it or not, did not like his candies, and handed them out one by one to the rest of us. (Score for me! Usually I have to snitch some from their bags while they're napping and hope they don't notice. Today I was a good mommy.)
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
My house is shrinking
My living room, dining room, and hallway used to be spacious in comparison with now. It is great fun trying to move around upstairs with three men doing their thing, and me and the kids doing our thing.
Our ever so thoughtful contractor put up plastic to reduce the amount of dust going through to the rest of the house. I mentioned several times about my fear of the dust, and just how bad did he think it would be? I'm just a little paranoid about dust. Once, just around baby delivery time (meaning, just over 4 months ago now), upon my request, my father took a skill saw to my bedroom walls to enlarge my closet for me. (Our contractor also volunteered to take the garbage ie. drywall pieces, from the closet expansion.) It was so dusty he couldn't see his nose on his face. He probably permanently damaged his lungs from dust intake. He probably permanently damaged my daily cleaned duct work. If I looked hard I could probably find some of that dust left lurking in the dark corners of my room. Some night when I'm sleeping they will be sure to creep out of hiding and demand to be cleaned!!! At any rate, this time the dust is barely noticeable in the majority of the house, of which I am grateful. A little.
Also, I can't believe my friend didn't take me up on my offer of a used and falling apart, but still fully functional, dishwasher. And for the mere excuse that it was formerly a home of cockroaches. Believe it or not, cockroaches can grow on you. After a few years of having them in your home, you may even find them cute. And you might find yourself getting up at midnight to turn on the light in the kitchen just to see if Dusty or Fusty is still hanging around.
Thus far things look better from the inside already. Mostly because the pink walls are gone, and replaced with the natural color of wood. And the smell of sawdust, I must admit, is better than any meal I've ever made!
Our ever so thoughtful contractor put up plastic to reduce the amount of dust going through to the rest of the house. I mentioned several times about my fear of the dust, and just how bad did he think it would be? I'm just a little paranoid about dust. Once, just around baby delivery time (meaning, just over 4 months ago now), upon my request, my father took a skill saw to my bedroom walls to enlarge my closet for me. (Our contractor also volunteered to take the garbage ie. drywall pieces, from the closet expansion.) It was so dusty he couldn't see his nose on his face. He probably permanently damaged his lungs from dust intake. He probably permanently damaged my daily cleaned duct work. If I looked hard I could probably find some of that dust left lurking in the dark corners of my room. Some night when I'm sleeping they will be sure to creep out of hiding and demand to be cleaned!!! At any rate, this time the dust is barely noticeable in the majority of the house, of which I am grateful. A little.
Also, I can't believe my friend didn't take me up on my offer of a used and falling apart, but still fully functional, dishwasher. And for the mere excuse that it was formerly a home of cockroaches. Believe it or not, cockroaches can grow on you. After a few years of having them in your home, you may even find them cute. And you might find yourself getting up at midnight to turn on the light in the kitchen just to see if Dusty or Fusty is still hanging around.
Thus far things look better from the inside already. Mostly because the pink walls are gone, and replaced with the natural color of wood. And the smell of sawdust, I must admit, is better than any meal I've ever made!
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