I have energy but I don’t know where it is…

That could be my life story right now, but it wasn’t me who said it, it was Sophia.   I was remarking to her one evening that I didn’t have any energy and asked her if she did and she said she did, but didn’t know where it was.  And that’s probably the truth for her as  I would never call Sophia a rambunctious child.  Loud yes, bossy yes, but not an over-expender of energy like some other children in this house such as William.

So I’ve been asking myself a crazy question all week and it’s been this… why not sandbox?   Why isn’t sand sculpting part of the Olympics?  you see,  I’ve enjoyed watching the bits and pieces of the Olympics that I’ve managed to squeeze in.  And it seems that most of the sports are all just glorified things that we grew up doing in our backyards, such as trampoline, swimming, running etc.  But as far as I’m concerned there is a huge hole where sand sculpting should be.

I personally would love to tune in to see Canada in line for the gold in the final sculpting competition, who wouldn’t?  But I know, I know, it’s never going to happen, and I’m kinda dumb for even suggesting this,  especially when there is no real athletic ability involved in sand-sculpting.   Well except for stamina when completing an extra challenging sculpture, and then there is the strength needed to carry big pails of damp sand and then you need to be agile to reach and sculpt.   See, it could work.  And then there is the artistic element involved just like in synchronized swimming, which has is traveled leaps and bounds from girls swimming together in  a pool to costumes and lots of make-up, obviously there are stories that need to be told.

I just think I would enjoy watching it, that’s all.    And then I could say that these were my little athletes in training…

This is where they started in the morning, but by the afternoon it had progessed to this…

With a shoulder hug and everything.  Well on their way to gold in my books.    But if sand-sculpting is just another  Oylmpic dream that will never come true… a sport that will never rub shoulders with the likes of bike racing, fencing or beach volley-ball,  maybe a little friendly sidewalk chalk competition?

Well it’s a mute point in my book anyway, I’m still out looking for my energy.

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Cookie and cousin fun

Well the first weekend in December is drawing to a close, but we had a great weekend and filled it fill with Christmasy things, even is those things did not include playing in the snow.  William is a little disgusted that we don’t have any snow yet,  he said we should pray about it because how is one supposed to feel Christmasy without snow?    Good question.  But we tried our hardest when we made our Christmas cookies Saturday morning.   And it was classic, before we had even begun, someone spilt the sprinkles….

And just like years past, the kids ‘paint’ the cookies before we bake them.   We paint them with an edible egg tempura that I make simply by combining food colouring and  egg yokes (you can’t taste it) and then they decorate them with sprinkles if they want.    The best part of this process is that I roll out the dough and cut it and just give them the shapes they ask for.  That worked well for the rest of them, but not this one…

She was much more interested in the dough.  I think she thought it was just a yummy sort of play-dough, I let her have some to play with and she made lots of shapes like ‘a pile of leaves’ and then processed to just sit eat her ‘play-dough’.   She definitely enjoyed herself and would probably give Christmas cookie making a thumbs up if I asked her how she liked it.

The others happily painted their cookies…

And here are some finished cookies…

Lots of food colouring fun!  Yee haa!    But it worked out because then the kids had lots of cookies to share with their cousins who came to spend the afternoon.     It’s a deal we do every December, my older brother Jason and his wife Shelly take our kids one Saturday and we get theirs one Saturday.  The kids love it, it gives the adults some time to get things done and it’s a win-win situation.  So there was lots of playing and crafting and even some sand-box time…

Nothing screams ‘Christmastime’ more than playing in a sandbox in December.   But it was nice to enjoy the kinda nice weather – as in nice for December when there really should be snow. 🙂

And then today we got our tree up!

So one minute the tree was up and almost fully decorated and then the next minute it was down… as in it fell.    I had left the room for a moment and then I heard it come down.  Poor Will and Sarah were shaken up by our tipping tree,  but after daddy secured it to the wall they ventured back to hang a few more ornaments.   As I’m looking at the tree I don’t think that it will ever be the same again,  but would you be if you fell over full of lights and ornaments?    But maybe it’s Ok that the kids have a good healthy fear of the tree – that way I know that no one will be trying to climb it behind my back.  🙂

And now as this weekend is coming to a close  my boys are watching Punkin Chunkin with their dad… a great way to end a great weekend!