this is the bird-poop yin yang i found the other day on the car's windshield.
it's almost prefect!!
how fitting that i saw it in the last days of the summer...
and this is the love i woke up to on a day last week. the two big ones, who share a room, were snuggled in the hammock together, exuding the sweetest love vibe ever, with many giggles involved. that is maybe the best way i've ever woken up.... to those sounds of joy.
and the washing machine broke. this is one week's worth of laundry, including some cloth diapers in the purple bag. this had to be almost a hundred pounds of clothing. it costs a dollar a pound to have the people at the laundromat wash it for you. i did it with max and olive and it cost me exactly twenty dollars. princess zhi was the lucky dog who was playing at a friend's house while we slaved away cleaning her dresses and robes. max was so helpful, and really into it. maybe a little too much for my comfort. but i hung in there and didn't get too uptight about our clean clothes spilling out from the dryer onto the floor. i resisted the seemingly involuntary reflex i have which makes me turn into a scary witch when i sense the potential for an unnecessary mess to be made which will result in more cleaning work for me. yes, i am insane and uptight, and want things neat and tidy and clean, all the time. they never are, naturally, but i sure do waste a lot of energy wanting them that way. ahhhhh. it really feels good to chill out about it. and it really feels good to be immersed in clean tidiness, too. there is the yin yang!today, while the big ones are at school, olive and i are going back to the laundromat, with about 50 pounds this time. i didn't notice the triple loaders until i had already started 5 double loads last time, so this time i am going to be a little more efficient. oh yeah.
and finally, tonight, we are going to a party to celebrate a friend who has found herself to have a baby growing inside. and she couldn't be happier about that finding. we get to go meet the man who gave her the seed (that's how we say it with the kids so far. something about a seed from the dad, goes into the mom's belly and finds her egg. when they meet, they turn into a baby. this weekend zhi was talking about how babies grow for some reason or another, oh, because it was max's conception anniversary, which yes, i shared with them at the breakfast table. and zhi insisted on me writing him a happy conception card, which i did. but as she was talking about his conception, she mentioned that the seed goes into the mom's belly button to find the egg. david and i very subtly looked at each other and smiled, but didn't say anything to correct her. it just didn't feel important right now. i know they all know that babies come out of the mom's yoni, because they were there to see their sister come into the breathing world, but it hasn't crossed their minds yet to ask where the seeds actually come from, and how they get into the body, at least not beyond the belly button idea. i love this sweetness. love love love it.) they are here visiting from kaua'i. and we're going to play us some taboo. i love that game. and i highly recommend the electronic version. it has tons more words to play. the acoustic version, with the cards instead of the little screen thing, was exhausted by us long ago. we got to the point where we knew all the words and couldn't play it anymore. i had to buy the electric one on ebay cause it was discontinued for some reason.
(here we are planning her baby shower last week)
okay, loving the bird poop ying yang on the window, classic. and loving the pile of laundry... and impressed you use cloth when you are in crazy tight spots like doing laundry at a laundromat, I always end up buyin' a lil pack of sposies, terrible, right? Anyhow, love your blog!
ReplyDeleteyeh, i was showing off a little. i don't always pull off the cloth. she wore paper today, and i couldn't tell you why.
ReplyDeletethanks for your love!