redecorating

I'm a terrible interior decorator. I know what "feel" I want but am clueless as to how to get there. So I had my friend, come over and help. I just love her home. She recently moved and it was a second later that she had the place feeling so cozy and cottagy. My place still looks blank. Anyway, of course i'm going for a beachy feel. I guess white white white is the key. Which NONE of my stuff is. So paint is flying. I'm painting all my wood furniture, covering my throw pillows, putting sheer white curtains all over the place, and finding white stuff at yard sales. So far, I've painted a side table and my picture frames that I will make a picture collage out of. Unfortunately, I'm out of spray paint, so I brush painted all these frames...more to come too...with no patience I'm afraid. They look okay, but i'm sure they could have looked better. I finally noticed that the homes I've gone to that I just love always have family pictures scatter through out. I think that's what makes a home feel like home. So, I've been gathering picture frames at yard sales. I can't wait to fill them with family photos! I'll post pictures of how my stuff turns out as a i go. This is taking a lot longer than i expected. With 2 kids who are pretty rambunctious it's no wonder I can even get the laundry done around here. How do mom's of 3 or more kids do it? I wonder this all the time. 2 kids have me at my absolute end. Man, they're fun though!

Our crazy morning

we were up at 5 am this morning. Finley woke up but I decided to let him wait a little while. He fell back asleep at 5:30, but Fisher then decided it was time to get up. Who can blame him. I would rather sleep on the cold grass outside then listen to my brother cry right next to me. We tried to have Fisher go back to sleep on the floor in our room but that didn't work. Needless to say, a day can't be good when it's started that early and under those circumstances. On the upside, I was up early enough to try this new pop tart recipe I had been wanting to make for breakfast.
It's been a rough morning with both kids. I'm about to have a heart attack from the stress. Fisher won't leave me alone and is whining uncontrolably, and Finley has been cranky all morning because Fisher hit him in the head with his airplane. Fisher is having a hard time finding something to occupy himself while I vent on my blog and keeps tugging at me even though i've been paying attention to him all morning. You know when you're so tired you have a hard time thinking straight and you just kind of stare into space?
Days like these are hard, but I look at my two kids and my heart melts. I just love them and wouldn't have life any other way. Fisher is talking ALL THE TIME! He's getting so good at holding a conversation with me. It's fun but I can't get him to STOP talking. I have been successful at getting him to whisper though. :) Finley is crawling all around. I've got the eyes like a hawk again, searching the floor for chokeable hazards...including all of Fisher's toys. Finley loves guitars. Everytime I go to put mine away he cries! He also loves playing the ukulele. Speaking of Finley, he just woke up from his nap, the 20 minute wonder. Little booger.

a good memory

We hiked the trinidad head today and there is something that happened that i don't want to forget...so i'm writing it down. We had gotten pretty high. Fisher was in a kelty pack on Adam's back starting to fall asleep. As we peered down the cliff at the water, Fisher sleepily said, "der's stars in der mom". He thought there were stars in the water because of the sparkle the sun created on it. After he said that I looked at the water in a new way. I just love the way small minds think.