Wednesday, February 29, 2012

robot art

What kid doesn't love robots?  What kid doesn't love art projects?  I am sure that they exist but I know my babes are crazy about both....and it makes me smile.  Well, the art part does anyway.  It is so much fun to help my little ones find the joy of creating.  We are fortunate enough to get an issue of Disney's Family Fun magazine in the mail about once a month.  I can't be quite sure where this comes from, don't remember exactly subscribing to it and am not sure it really matters...we all love it.  It's funny how, the day it comes in the mail, my little non-reading babes grab if from my hands and scour through it.  I personally love it because of all the great projects and ideas it contains.

Oakley picked the project for today...she could pick between making flowers or robots.  Based on the title of this post, I bet you guessed flowers! 

step 1
dig through the trash to find all the toilet paper rolls left in the house:) yes, I said it, we dug through the trash.  well, I did anyway, not the kiddos... I have a tiny bit of dignity

step 2
paint the outsides and insides of the rolls with acrylic paint...kiddos pick the colors!

step 3
paint a square on the front of each robot body.  Oakley really liked this step.  I held her hand while we made the squares, but by the end of it she was so into making squares, that she made her own on the "counter-protecting newspaper".  I might be a bit biased but I think she is pretty good for three!

step 4
polka dots in the squares! (or where ever else they seem appropriate!)

step 5
coil pipe cleaners around a pen, poke a pin sized hole in the sides of the rolls and insert the pipe cleaners...whalla, arms!

step 6
paint on a squiggly mouth, paint or glue on some eyes and your robots are complete!

Now, we found two toilet paper rolls and one paper towel roll.  Naturally, I suggested the big one be the mom (me) and the two little ones were Oakley and Truman.  I was quickly shot down as Oakley adamantly let me know that the big one should, without a doubt, be daddy.  Okay, I can live with that since they are preparing to spend the weekend together as momma gets ready visit her besties in Texas (that's a whole nother post for a whole nother time!)

and if you are wondering what True was up to while we were flinging paint...

when we wouldn't let him eat the paint, he got mad

then we gave him yogurt (kinda looks like paint) and he got happy
his hair never really recovered

In the end, they both love their robots.  So much, that they now are on a shelf covering our wedding picture.  Sometimes, something's gotta give.

happy day,

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

souls by design

Alrighty then. I think I am making things easier...and I know I am making things more fun. I like to blog, so one might wonder why I almost never publish a new post. Well, I made the (sorta) mistake of moving my blog to my address. Good in theory but horrible in application. The program I chose was extremely difficult to publish and I slowly but surely found excuses to "not have time". I went back to blogger and started a blog called "soul series" to outline the progression of a new idea I have been working on, more about that later. I have to giggle as I write this with my kids terrorizing me at my feet. Truman with his long. shrill screeches and Oakley with her horror movie screams. Then, ahhhhhhhh, playdough...Thank you, play dough. I can now resume thought.

Anyway, so I decided to throw another "bydesign" name into the mix, return to blogger (a.k.a. blogging the easy way) and just write about all the different aspects that influence the development of my little "tinybydesign" company. This includes lots of painting (obviously), running (not so obviously), raising my babies (obviously) and making good on a secret promise I made to myself a long, long time ago: writing a book (not at all obvious). Only a few know of my writing dream (you girls and that boy know who you are) and I apparently am ready to go public (ish). To anyone who reads this blog...thank you, and I hope my slow progress is at least entertaining or interesting enough. Sometimes I wonder how I will balance it all and sometimes I just know that all of these things are meant to be done.
My next post is a mommy post....or is it a robot post??? Stay tuned. Off to make Easy Macs for an easy lunch. Hey Truman, get that playdough out of your mouth! He is allegedly hungry.
happy day,
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Wednesday, February 8, 2012

brave little souls

  I have to say that in my research I am rethinking my perspective on life from pretty much all aspects.  This project IS going to enhance my life in so many explainable and unexplainable way.  I am learning to look at everything in life as true opportunity for growth on so many levels, from emotional to spiritual.  One such opportunity found it's way into my life over the past few weeks.  It's been trying at times but mostly enlightening. 

My babies have been sick...with just about every bug going around.  I have also been sick with these sames issues.  Weird how I am learning that I am actually the baby and my babies are the brave souls.  Even as I write this is I am fighting the urge to get caught in thoughts of  "who is going to take care of me?" and "when will I catch a break?" blah blah blah.  Let me mention, during a nasty little bought of stomach virus on Saturday, my three year old showed enormous amounts of courage and compassion (that's right, little Blondie head in a bucket throwing up everything she had in her and she showed me compassion).  I started with the "issue" around 5p.m. and was immediately surrounded by my concerned little family.  My son instantly started stomping his little 17month old feet and crying hysterically while my daughter started rubbing my back.  My husband shooed them away (to protect them from the germies, perhaps a little too late) and proceeded to answer the thousands of questions pouring out of my daughter's mouth.  Good thing she got this crash course, cause later that night it was her turn.  Around midnight she joined me in worshipping the porcelain god.  As we tagged teamed the potty, we would take turns rubbing each other's back, holding back hair and saying encouraging words to one another.  She would then quietly and carefully march back to bed and promptly fall asleep for about 20 minutes till the next round would pop up.  At one point she told me "it will be ok, Mommy, I will take care of you".  She also gave me pretty stern lecture when, well, let's just say I had an "accident" in my pants.  (maye too much information, but pretty funny)  My baby quickly reminded me that "your too old to be doing that mommy.  you need to make it to the potty". 
the face of an angel

Preceding this night, my girl has been suffering ear infections while my son and I had strep throat.  Now, they both have ear infections and we all have sore throats and head colds.  What is going on in the Davis household?  Do yourself a favor and stay away.  Needless to say, we are sick of being sick.  However, I have to look at this situation and think...what have I learned from this?  I learned that my son cuddles and sleeps A TON when he is sick - praise the Lord!  I can't get enough of his sweet little hugs.  I was also able to see deep into my daughter's soul and realize that she has an innate sense of kindness and compassion.  She cares deeply and it was automatic for her to put her own pain aside to show concern for me.  That's not to say she hasn't done her fair share of whining during this whole saga.  She is, after all, human.  But during the toughest time, at the point where she was in the most pain, she showed the true essence of her soul.  I can't help but to wonder what life lessons her soul had to return to earth to learn?  What lessons is she here to teach others?  What will this life and all it's experiences be like for her?  I look into her eyes and I can see that we are connected and that we are part of something bigger.   A soul pact exists between us and I have a feeling that we can help each other learn great lessons throughout our eternal lives.  I know I can learn a lot from my brave little soul.

happy soul searching,
your soul sister
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