I want to make Isabelle her own superhero fleece poncho cape since we can’t find her superhero cape. And plus, this one’s a poncho! It’ll keep her warmer!

A couple of weeks ago we bought a toy marshmallow maker thing. It was a total impulse buy. I saw it at the store and thought: ooh how fun…FOR ME. Well, the day after Christmas we tried it. It was amazingly disgusting. It involved mixing water with powder and injecting it into a mold with a stick. You’re supposed to end up with something that looks like a lollipop, a marshmallow lollipop.

Well, it just didn’t work. I couldn’t get the mold filled all the way. And it smelled nasty. We only tried one packet and have not tried again. The box is sitting in a corner waiting for us. But it’s just so gross I didn’t want to try. Not even for Isabelle who asked to make lollipops again.

So instead, Alan went to the craft store and bought candy molds and chocolate chips to melt. Chocolate is much less creepy than weird stinky marshmallow toy concoction.

Can I eat it now?

Please??

Ok.

Chomp.

Yum!

Maybe we should try making real marshmallows.

We haven’t been doing much. And with Alan back to work I’m having a harder time fitting in computer time.

And plus, I guess I really don’t have much to say. Nothing’s been going on. I mean NOTHING. We even missed two meetups with the homeschool group last week because Isabelle wasn’t feeling well. I think it may have been due to the changes in the house with Alan going back to work. I don’t know.

We’re going to bed earlier. And waking up earlier. And we’re having our showers early and everything is just new and well…off. So, on the weekend it was no surprise that we didn’t want to go out and do anything. But we had no choice. That’s what happens when you have an overdue library book hanging over your head. You put on some clothes and drag yourself out…to the library, so exciting.

Afterwards we didn’t have any plans so we moseyed on over to the little playground where I snapped away with the camera.

This one is totally photoshopped:

I made Alan disappear. We would never balance Nathan in his car seat so precariously.

We sat there like an old fuddy duddy couple, holding hands, and watching Isabelle play.

Well not a complete old couple because we hopped on the swings together. Well side by side, in our own swings, not in the same seat because our butts are clearly not small enough to do that.

Isabelle ran around chasing kids she didn’t know. She’s become so outgoing, playing with complete strangers, and calling them all “my friends”.

It was a nice slow simple day. Makes me realize: there’s no rush, I’ll find my balance again.

Well, actually what I’m wearing right now, this minute as I’m typing. And, god, my back is killing me.

Or is it, aaar my aft be killin’ me, maties.

I totally got caught up in drawing this and forgot what I was going to sit down at the computer to do. Maybe share a picture.

Or two.


I don’t know. Cannot. think. weighed. down. with. Nathan. Aaaarrrgghh!!

What a wonderful way to use some of Isabelle’s art.