Playing some tunes

First up is Abigail, playing something in the children's book about floating in a boat.

Next is Anna, playing one of her own compositions.

I can assure you, it'll be a long time before I'll feel brave enough to share a video of my own playing...

From scootin' to walkin'

Because you need to see it to believe it...

What do you do on a rainy wet day?

This is some of what we do:

We make some soup - awesome Corn Chowder

We play the piano (had some great video of the girls, but it'll have to wait - Blogger is being weird)

We root through Mommy's cupboards

We turn on the heat (for the first time this season)

Work on a few knitting projects (because one is never enough)

A bit of schoolwork (loving Our Island Story for history)

Later, we'll do some baking (I'm seriously thinking about some chocolate cake, among other things), sewing, and coloring in some of these do-dads.

So, what do you do?

FYI

Most who know me, by now know that I've begun a little business venture. Phoenix Trading is a greeting card company that sells through independant "traders" (like moi), rather than retailers. They are beautiful cards that I first started buying when we lived in Birmingham, and was really excited to find I could get them here in the States.

So if anyone would like any info on what's on offer, feel free to contact me or visit the website!

A New Baby and a Good Friend

The day after my birthday, Arthur James Schofield entered the world. We are very glad to welcome him, and as a congrats to the new Mom and Dad, we'll be sending off a couple of things to make their lives as new parents a bit easier.

First, a soft and snuggly nursing cover. Lovely and warm for those Chicago winds!

Next, a baby blanket. For obvious reasons.
And finally, Chocolate Hobnobs. If you don't know what these are, get thyself to the British foods section of your local supermarket. They are essential for nourishment following the birth of a new person. Truly.

Now, Danielle has not made anyone new lately, but there are a couple of boys that she 'prepared earlier' (very efficiently). I've been wanting to make her one of the Amy Butler bags for a while now, but struggled to find just the right fabric. Until now.
I think she likes it. Goes well with her hair (and I wondered why she didn't like pink...)

Story time

This is what story time tends to look like in the Gayner household...

More like a descent into chaos.

My little chair across the room - that strategically only seats one - was very peaceful.

Birding Pockets

Just the right place for watching out the back deck window, I've been looking for a great little table to put in the corner for our bird books, binoculars and nature books. Upon the eagerly anticipated arrival of Handmade Home, I saw her wall pockets and the light bulb switched on...

Made rather differently from hers - flannel from the girls pencil rolls is the backing, instead of a blanket, and a totally different shape to fit the wall - it was definitely the inspiration that I needed to fix the problem. My clever husband completed it for me by hanging it with a re-purposed towel rail (that Noah ripped off the wall a while back, I might add).
Not too shabby!

A Warning

This is what can happen around here if your nap goes just that bit too long...

All kinds of learning at the Science Center

September is Homeschool Month at the Maryland Science Center. If you're a MD resident that homeschools, get on down there!

Digging for treasure - uh, I mean, bones

Chillin' in the dino prints

A wanna-be astronaut

The Wet Lab is always a big hit

It was our first time there, and we all had a lot of fun, and learned a few things, too. I think, though, the biggest learning experience was when it was time to leave and we got to watch a little boy have an almighty temper tantrum because he didn't want to leave. The kids were sort of stunned by it all, and Abi even commented on what a "naughty boy" he was being. It was then that, in His kindness, God gave a teaching opportunity. Being able to remind my children that without discipline that they would be no different, and that Jesus died for his sin, just as He died for theirs, also reminded me that all the anger bound up in that poor kid's heart is also in mine. I may handle it better or be a little more slick and subtle than screaming the place down, but that doesn't mean it's not there. And it's for this - his sin and mine - that Jesus went to the cross. Thanks be to God.

The Christmas Knitting

It has begun. If I'm going to make all the Christmas gifts I'd like to, I had to start now, maybe I should have started earlier.

So the first offering is from the toast pattern on ravelry, beautiful wrist warmers. The two darker colors are made in a silk/wool blend, and the yellow is a light-weight tweed. All feel lovely on, as least I hope their recipients think so.