Saturday, 19 April 2014

Fairy door and childhood magic...


When I was young my imagination always ran wild. Every report card read 'always daydreaming', 'seems to be in her own little world', 'needs to concentrate more'...

I was concentrating actually just not on the task at hand.

I believed and imagined a great many things and it added magic to my childhood. My mum encouraged and allowed this magic. She would listen to my stories and ideas with enthusiasm. She never told me to stop daydreaming and concentrate more. I'm so grateful for that.

Although funny story...

One evening I remember talking in depth about fairies and fairy world. Maybe from a story we had just read, I can't remember but I do remember that I was excited. Smiling she gave me a kiss goodnight and went downstairs. A few minutes later I heard this strange jingling sound. It was so out of place that I jolted in my bed. I looked over to my desk where my tambourine had been and it was gone.

I jumped to the only logical conclusion:

A ghost had stolen my tambourine and was now taunting me...

I probably wouldn't make it through the night...

In a word it scared the crap out of me.

In the morning I told my mum about the terrifying events that had taken place the night before. I let her know that she was lucky to see me alive. With wide 'uh oh' eyes she admitted to me that she had taken the tambourine to make magical fairy noises thinking it would inspire me further. It hadn't occurred to her that I would be afraid.

Strangely I still didn't doubt the existence of fairies until the tooth fairy failed to show up one morning. I was playing with toys on my bedroom floor when I saw my mum sneak behind me and place 20p under my pillow. Later I asked her for the truth. You know? Whats the deal? Are these fairies real or not? I think she could tell I was ready to know so she told me the truth. They weren't real but that I shouldn't for spoil it for younger children who still believed. I have friends who tell me when they found out about Santa they were devastated and felt lied to. In this case I didn't feel deceived, I felt grown up and in on something special. I think it was because like the tambourine, she knew when to tell me the truth. I never did spoil it for anyone. Well except now, maybe I should have put spoiler alert on here...

Back to the present day, the boys found something special in the garden this morning...
I bought it on Etsy here
They were a tad excited!


However I have been a little conflicted about all this  With this door I was determined to let them make their minds up. I was ready to ask 'well what do you think?' but it took me by surprise when Isaac asked outright 'did you put it there mummy?' I almost shook my head no but stopped myself and went instead with 'what are talking about let me come see?'. I even fake walked the wrong way which Tim thought was hilarious. I found myself saying 'maybe it's a doorway to pixie land...'

My nose grew like Pinocchio...

And I regretted it though when Isaac said his friends might not believe his mummy didn't put it there. I wondered if his unease came from some doubt he had too. I just repeated 'um what do you think...?' This magic making stuff is tricky...

I'm torn between telling my children the truth when they ask and allowing for the excitement on their face like when the tooth fairy came and left glitter all over the bed. Messy little thing...

I wondered what is the difference between this and the fact that the Easter bunny is coming tomorrow? I realised the difference is that he asked me outright if I put it there. And I felt weird about that. So in the end I admitted that I bought it hoping to bring some magic into the garden. Initially he was a little disappointed and I thought oh crap I've ruined it. Now wishing I had left it alone I showed him the door online and read to him the description:

This door can also accommodate pixies, elves, hobbits, and even the tooth fairy...This door does not open except for the 'Wee Folk' that dwell within.


Isaac then asked 'is it magic though?' clearly wanting to believe that it is. 
Yikes. 
'What do you think?' I said thinking here we go again... 
Yep definitely magic! he assured himself

Good grief what a pickle I made of that! I think i'm going to stick with what do you think? line and stop elaborating and over thinking. There is no need to make tambourine noises here, I will just let his imagination run wild. Since he is just like his mummy it probably will.

Let me leave you with this though. Isaac pointed out that there was a little bit of glitter near the door. I didn't add glitter although I wish I had thought of that!

I looked closer to see what he was misinterpreting as glitter and he is right.

There was actual glitter by the door, I kid you not...

I think I need to ring my mum as ask her again: You know? What's the deal? Are these fairies real or not?

Thursday, 10 April 2014

Angry Birds Easter Bonnet

A lot less elaborate than last year. Isaac wanted to do an Angry birds in a nest hat. And Lucas was all yeah me too, angry bird angry birds!!!

Once again I enjoyed making it with them a little too much...

They helped with the paper mache and did all the painting themselves.
(Tim took this photo with his phone. I was too distracted to photograph any of it)


I added some of the marker pen at the end.
The bonus of these hats was that after they brought them home from school they removed the angry birds and played with them for hours.

So it's multifunctional too.

Monday, 31 March 2014

Things I'm loving at the moment...

Almost hours after I mentioned not being ill for three weeks I got a cold. I'm still coughing.

Actually minutes after I mentioned that the rain had stopped and it was beautifully sunny, it started to rain.

It turns out something I have suspected for a long time is fact...

I have actual magical powers. Opposite powers!

Clearly whatever I say, the opposite happens. I must use this wisely. I must make a cape.

So let me just say: I'm incredibly ill and there is torrential rain outside... (*psst* i'm lying)

Fingers crossed hey?

Anyway, despite the universe messing with my high spirits, thanks to the beginning of Spring my good mood has not wavered. There are lots of little things I'm loving and I've been storing them up for you.

I'm nice like that.

Early morning skies...
I wish I could always be a morning person but 'Spring just before the clocks change' is the only time I manage it. It's wonderful while it lasts.

Spring, did I mention I quite like Spring...?
Just a few billion times huh?
 “Spring is the time of year when it is summer in the sun and winter in the shade.” 
― Charles DickensGreat Expectations

No kidding! Check out the hail stones that fell on the summer chairs (that I had put out prematurely on the decking). Again my opposite powers at work.


Loving water droplets on, well anything. They look like little gems...
Add reflections to the droplets thing and we've got ourselves a party...
Stumbling across this unusually calm bedroom scene one morning...

This incredibly angelic face...
This incredibly cheeky face...

My Mothers day stuff...
On the morning of mothers day I got breakfast in bed. The boys bounced around me like tiggers and Isaac asked what I wanted to do in the day. I answered that what I really wanted was to do some gardening. Isaac was seriously unimpressed saying we should go somewhere exciting. But that is what I really wanted. And it is what I did for most of the day while the boys played jungle around me. It was bliss and now everything hurts.

Totally worth it.

Tim also asked me on mothers day what I wanted him to cook for me, anything I like he said...

hmm I opted for one of his to die for homemade pizzas. He made me two pizzas because food is his superpower.

And they were amazeballs...

BBQ chicken with low fat mozzarella (yep still fat intolerant)...
And a seafood pizza with sweetcorn and low fat mozzarella...

I think I need to make him a cape too...

Also loving the return of movie night...
Which is as much for me as it was them. 
Movie: Cloudy with a chance of meatballs 2
Movie night score 10/10. In our house the idea of food that comes alive is just too much of what we love.
Printed tickets from here and printed popcorn holder from here

Lastly as always I'm loving sunsets...

I'm also loving the fact that every photo in this post is taken using manual on my camera. That is a first for me and it's liberating as much as it is difficult. 

X

Friday, 21 March 2014

Not quite green fingers...yet.

I'm new to the gardening thing and as of yet i'm not very good at it.

I can never remember the names of the plants or the important care details like what to feed them and when to prune.

I approach it like I approach everything. With big burst of energy spending days on it, changing it up, planting new things, making it perfect then neglecting it for weeks and wondering why the heck there are weeds everywhere...?

But like everything else each year I get a little better...

And I love it a little more...

And I am learning little and often works well in the garden as it does everywhere else in my life...

Little and often, little and often, little and often...

Just trying to imprint it in my brain.

The front garden of this house has always irritated me. The previous owners covered the whole thing with ugly stones...
Oh and the weeds. Lets not forget them...

Every time I looked at those ugly stones that get everywhere I grew more frustrated...

Argh!

It would cost too much to get drive way paved over or concreted. It would take too much time to removed all those goddamn stones. Plus I read somewhere that concreting your driveway completely can effect the moisture levels of your back garden. What to do..?

Last year we got a skip and finally went to battle with those stones. We bought a load of compost, I stole some rocks from the hills of Wales last year (as you do) and created a small garden...

I also made a small feature from the crazy amount of large round stones we keep discovering in the soil...

I'm starting to like the whole use what you already have philosophy...

By the summer it looked like this...

Much better.

This year after stealing a few more rocks from the woods by our house (I think its becoming a problem...) and adding a few more plants it's hopefully improving...

I keep looking out of the window in anticipation, willing it all to grow. I think I have patience issues.

I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait...

Grow grow grow...

Telepathy works on plants right?

x

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