This week...

Such a lot has been ordinary, some moments of frustration, some high spots, some laughter, some tears.  A lot of beauty.





We needed another long walk after another week of illness.  Attenborough was just SO beautiful.  The world is so alive!  The girls made a fairy house.  A mama swan brought her babies right up to us as if showing them off (though I suspect she was hoping we'd feed her).





In the family picture, it's me behind the camera again, but you can see my neice Charlotte.  She spent the whole day with us, and it's always lovely to catch up with her.

(Excuse me while I take a quick break from posting, I have to stop the baby from stalking the cat...  OK, I'm back, now where was I?)

I have a shockingly small number of nursing pictures with Talia.  This one isn't very good, but it is important to me, a record of where so much of the time goes to with a small baby.  Oh, and also, this:

She falls asleep in some crazy positions!  In my bag on the floor you can just see the lovely purple of a shawl I'm working on.  It's still at a portable size, my favourite part of working on a shawl.  (Sorry, I have to just go stop the baby crawling off the bed again...)

Jenna started working on an Ancient Greece lapbook, my sneaky attempt to fill in some gaps left by her specialist costume-and-myths research.  It's not at all important to me that she memorise facts, but I want to help her acquire research skills and find new questions to ask.  I expected my offer to be declined ungraciously and no lapbooking to be done at all, but she leapt at it and spent hours working on it.  Rowan wanted to get in on the action.

Yes, that is a three-year-old-made PIRATE lapbook!  Morgan made the flag on a stick for her.  Isn't it awesome?  Rowan is just hilariously cute.  And of course the cuteness led to further pirate-ing.

Which is just cuteness overload, really.


And even though I spent an hour reading Mr Man books to Rowan, half an hour talking Jenna over her sheer terror of a level of Harry Potter on the playstation, at least two hours doing lapbooking stuff with them, some tidying in the garden, and some knitting, I also managed another kilogram of yarn dyeing.

There you go, Joxy.  Yours is now done!  I am really happy with the work I've done this week.  It feels like quite an achievement.  2kg of yarn, *and* lots of other wholesome activity alongside the children.  If only the laundry would do itself, we'd be perfect!