Sunday, January 24, 2010

My (unfortunately all-too-normal) Saturday

Separate the cream. Make a little butter, a little yogurt.
Some chocolate chip cookies.

Sneak in a little time at the sewing machine in my sunny nook. Marvel at the utter quiet despite Mr. Suite's absence and the presence of four extra children for the day. (Yes, that makes a total of eight. What was I thinking with the sewing?)

Look up from sewing to see the end of a mud festival.

Where to even start with this?

And they were so proud of themselves. For the record, from the left: Fern, Sarah, Zoe and Madeleine. No one was innocent.

Luckily for me I had already cleaned up after myself in the kitchen because I was suddenly tied to the laundry room for, oh, four hours. And lest you think I'm a relaxed country mom with no fear of mud, let me disabuse you of that notion immediately. I made the girls undress on the back deck, outside, in the thin January sunshine. I made them stuff their twenty-pound mud-soaked jeans and tees into a paper bag before I carried it through my sewing nook, kitchen, and finally to its soaking place in the laundry room.
Did I mention Fern and Zoe didn't have extra clothes? And they are both much, much taller than Madeleine or Sarah. Sigh.
I called my mother and she mentioned something about getting repaid for my wild youth. I have no idea to what she could be referring.
How was your weekend?


Carolyn said...

I can't remember now. I'm too shell shocked. But I do like the idea of cookies. I think I'm going to do that and skip the mud.

QuiltedSimple said...

Jessie had 8 girls over for the afternooon recently for her birthday party - we went through the same thing with chocolate cake on their faces......i do like the idea of cookies and yogurt though:) you are a brave mom to attempt sewing with that going on

Abbi said...

What fun. What a mess! I remember coming in rather like that as a child. My kids have too but right now I am feeling a bit thank-ful that we have a couple feet or so of snow right now and NO mud!