Movin' On...

Just wanted to let you know I am done posting on this "blog".  (Like you hadn't already guessed...it's been since March, I believe!!)  I guess I am not Crazy Momma anymore.  I am starting a new blog, though, hoping a slightly new context will keep up my motivation to share little moments from out lives with you.  I am hoping to post much more frequently, but with only one photo and  a few words per post.  Selfishly, this is to try and cover more ground for the preservation of my own memories!  Also, to remind myself of these moments every day in attempt to savor them a bit more...

Come on and check it out HERE. 

It's Not Over Yet!

Winter, that is. Although today that cute snowman is leaning dangerously to the left because of the rain (hooray!).

And even though snow still covers most surfaces, some spring things cannot be denied. Kites!

Clay creations.

Riley's birthday lego ferrari begins its customization process.

"Laddars." This is how little Davey manages to get wherever he want to be.

After months of isolation Baby Henry has made a reappearance as a constant companion. For now, anyway. He's been "falling" and "getting hurt" an awful lot. Perhaps he prefers life burried in a basket of stuffed animals...

Winter Montage

Just imagine some cheesy music playing as I take you through the last few months all at once. Actually, I haven't been taking that many pics this winter. But, inspired by my cousin Rusty who sent me a letter and mentioned he occassionally checked my blog, I guilted myself into at least throwing these up... not literally, of course.

Great Grandma Rena made it out for a visit from WI in November.

The ice storm.

Snow play.

Grandma Cheryl came from WI with her mom.

Coolest. Plowtruck. Ever.

Riley the Hawk and Davey the Cat

This is Our Land!!

Boy, has it been a while. I guess I just got a little blogged out. Plus, a little something called Facebook has been taking up my internet time these days. Sorry! But something of such great significance has happened in my life recently that I had to come back to share pictures. We have somehow finally found land to buy and even secured a loan in the midst of the current credit crisis. (Thank goodness for small, responsible banks.)

It is 48 acres in Marlboro, VT, near 3 different friends that live in the area, less than 20 min. from town, yet so peaceful and remote feeling. We are headed up there this weekend to build a fire, drink some champagne, and maybe, just maybe, camp out overnight!

Strolling of the Heifers 2008

The Strolling of the Heifers is becoming quite an event around here. It just keeps getting bigger with each passing year. I'm not much of a parade gal in general, but the real community nature of this one has won me over! And how could I resist when my own son decided to march with his school?

Of course the heifers, sweet pretty symbols of our local agriculture, start off the parade.

We love you Bernie! No sign, no pomp and circumstance, he really is not your typical politician.

In addition to more traditional parade fare (marching bands, the token beauty queen of some sort), this one delves into community activism and spirit. Here is the plastic bag monster!!

Here come the old tractors. This was one of David's favorite parts. "Trac-trac!! Trac-trac!!"

A lot of the local schools march...
Here comes Riley...

Hilltop's theme was save our soil, and Riley wanted to have an ant hat. Well, with Grandpa (man in the mask) and Daddy involved, it of course evolved into a ride on ant! It's hard to see it well in this picture, but if you click on it I think you can get a better look. He took the whole thing in such stride, excited and unphased. Not like his mother at that age, for sure.

Back to the nontraditional parade marchers... protesters of Vermont Yankee (our old, nearby nuclear power plant that is operating 20% beyond its designed capacity and is up for a license renewal in a few years).

And of course little Davey sitting somewhat overwhelmed on the sidelines, except for when he kept trying to join the parade.

Busy Bee

At least part of the evening "Witching Hour" (when children whine, cry, throw themselves on the floor, pull desperately on your leg, and the like...) has been salvaged through water play!!

Does anyone recognize the apron?

Sometimes Daddy's hand is all a sleepyhead needs.

Candles have become a necessity at dinner these days. Davey demands "can cans" mainly for the fun of blowing them out after we are done eating.

Green!! Life Continues...

I feel as though life is just entering that Summertime mode where you realize how fleeting it really is. The calendar is filling up and the world is truly green again. Broccoli and peas have been planted, along with that garlic that was planted last fall.

Pure Joy

Admiration.

My Little Actor

I love these pictures of Riley's attempts at capturing different emotions. It was like a real photo shoot (or what I would imagine one to be like). Oh, the drama!

Scared

Sad

Excited

Angry

Montshire Museum

More than a month ago now, we went to the Montshire Museum about an hour north of here in Norwich, VT. We explored all their wonderful indoor exhibits and want to go back soon to see all the outdoor areas we missed due to snow cover. The following descriptions are brought to you by Riley...


This is a ball machine. There were lots of silver balls inside that came up when you cranked a handle. And there was this track that led the balls down.

This is special rotating chair. Somebody spun it and then you were spinning around too fast and then you fell off. (This did not really happen.)

Davey is touching the silver squares that you shot with the air cannon. To shoot the air cannon you had to bang the back which was made of cloth (rubber, actually) then a air shot came out and made the silver squares shake.

Here you can see Daddy and me downstairs by the sailing table.

This is Davey playing in the playroom of the Montshire.