Woodland Park Zoo

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Sunday we had a miraculous lull in our sickness…Everyone who had been sick was better and those of us who weren’t sick yet were deluded enough to believe we had been spared. The lull allowed us to visit the Woodland Park Zoo with the Starlight Foundation.woodland park zoo, starlight foundation

A sweet shot of my first and last babies.woodland park zoo, starlight foundation

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Tucker observing the komodo dragon.woodland park zoo, starlight foundation

It’s pretty rare that I capture a genuine smile from Apollo- so enjoy!

I’m pretty sure the funniest (grossest?) part of our trip came after Apollo had been tubefed but not unhooked yet (we needed to stop and unbuckle for that). His tube had been flushed with water and apparently he decided he was thirsty so he opened his feeding tube (still connected to his stomach) took a drink and said, “It isn’t water! It isn’t water!”. 

Um yeah, it was formula, water and stomach juices. Gross.

And speaking of gross…

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This was my children’s first time making elephant poo paper. And probably their last. woodland park zoo, starlight foundation

Seriously? The camera loves this girl. I turned around and snapped this. No posing. No planning.

starlight foundation, woodland park zooAnd the camera loves this guy too…but maybe in a slightly different way. woodland park zoo, starlight foundation woodland park zoo, starlight foundation

Hezekiah, always prepared, took along his new binoculars.

 

Sunday Best

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Tucker loves this vest and wears it to school frequently. For church we add the tie and Oxford shirt and he’s set.

Getting pictures of my boys dressed up for church is nearly impossible. They look so very handsome and love dressing up, yet standing still for a photo or two before church is never on their agenda. Recently I have managed to grab a few, however.041413_1948 blog

 

 Mordecai loves his pinstriped suit, bow tie and fedora. Really. boy's fashion, children's place, adoption, large family, boy in fedora

 

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Apollo, he doesn’t really care what he wears yet.toddler boy's fashion, children's place, adoption, large family, boy in fedora

 

I don’t know for sure, but he may have a career in modeling…

{All clothing here (with the exception of Apollo’s skinny jeans) is from The Children’s Place. No, this isn’t a sponsored post and no one’s paying me :) The Children’s Place is currently my favorite place to shop for my little boy’s dress clothes.}

Blackberries

large family, five under five,Once upon a time there was a mother with five lively children. The children were ages six, four, three, two and one. The mother was pregnant and tired, but she loved her children with all of her heart.

One bright, sunny summer morning she decided to take her five children on a hike through their property to pick blackberries.  This young mother had dreams of being just like Laura Ingalls. The mother and her five children marched past the plum trees and past the chickens pecking about in their coop. The nearby creek bubbled happily. They walked through the tall grass with buckets and bowls in search of plump, juicy berries.

The children picked the berries, gorging themselves with the delicious fruit. No matter that more ended up in their mouths than in their  containers. The sun was shining, the fruit was plentiful and life was good.

Back they hiked to the house, tired but happy. Just as they placed their overflowing bowls of blackberries on the table the phone rang. The mother answered the phone and found it was her mother….The young mother walked into the living room away from her happy, noisy children so she could talk to for a few moments.

Minutes passed and the mother smiled contentedly, taking note of how quiet her children were being. “They are finally learning!” she thought. “All those lessons and lectures about being quiet while Mama is on the phone is paying off. I am so proud of my children“.

The young mother finished her conversation and went into the dining room to congratulate her children on their fine behavior and tell them how proud they were.

Nothing could have prepared the young mother for the scene that met her eyes. Blackberries. Everywhere. On the walls, dripping down like a fruity crime scene. Purple-black foot prints from one end of the dining room to the other. Hand prints on the walls, the tables, their faces. Even their montessori-themed prepared environment was covered with dripping, pulpy fruit.

Without a word the young mother washed up five purple-stained children and sent them to their rooms. The children, knowing they had just tested their mother to very limit of her sanity, marched off quietly and sat on their beds.

The young mother surveyed the mess slowly. She was tired. It had already been a long day of meals and dishes, diapers and discipline and now she had at least an hour of hard labor and scrubbing ahead of her. As her eyes took in the scene, they fell upon her espresso machine.

The young mother walked over and made herself a rich, creamy mocha. She tiptoed her way around clumps of congealing blackberries into her living room where the purple carnage was out-of-sight. She flicked on the radio and sat down with her hot drink, taking the time to nurture her soul and refuel herself. When she had swallowed the last sweet sip, she sighed and got up.

Refreshed, if not exactly re-engergized, she tackled the mess. She scrubbed and mopped and added a huge mound of purple laundry to the already immense pile awaiting her attention. She threw out gallons of fresh  blackberries, now mixed with dirt.

When the mess was cleaned up, she gather her children, told them never to do that again, and read them a story.

Several spots of blackberry remained on the wall as long as they lived in that house, a tangible reminder of a very bad day when the young mother made at least one good decision. The decision not to yell at her children, but to clean up the mess and move on.

That, my friends, is a true story.

 

Six Steps to Managing Kid’s Clothes

Here is the system we have been using in our family for ten years to manage the clothing our children aren’t currently using. It has proven it’s worth over and over!

Step 1: Buy sturdy, reusable bins and find a place to store them.

We use these 18 Gallon Rubbermaid Totes. We’ve been using them for about ten years now. I forget how many we started with, but we have bought more over the years as needed.

You don’t need a huge storage space. Our storage space is an 8 foot crawl space, but you could use a wall of  your garage, carport, or even a closet.

Step 2: Gather all the unused clothing into one place.

For us, this means our front deck on a warm day. My children hauled up every single clothing and camping bin from our storage area.

We do this every spring and in fall. We get clothing from the bins in between seasons (if a child needs an item of clothing we check the bins before purchasing) but twice a year we sort and organize everything. This way I see who needs more seasonal clothing (shorts in the summer, etc) and in what sizes.large family, managing clothing, large family clothing managment, how to manage clothes large family

Step 3: Take out and examine every piece of clothing.

I know this sounds tedious, but it really doesn’t take that long. We start with one bin at a time, have kids try on clothes, decided what we are keeping out for the new season and what goes back in to the bins. I try to only put clothes in good repair and stain-free into these bins, unfortunately, it seems I always pull out a few items that are now stained. These get used as rags or passed to Goodwill, or repurposed in some way.large family, how to manage clothing, clothing management

Step 4: Number the Bins and Keep an Inventory!

The reason for numbers is, it makes it easy to switch up contents in the future as the contents change.  Instead of writing “boy’s shirts” write a number and number your inventory. I promise this will pay off in the end!

I have both a hard copy (in our household notebook) and one in the notes section of my phone. Our categories are things such as:

1. boy’s pants sizes 8-12

2.  boy’s pants size 12 and up

3.  pajamas

4. girl’s shirts…you get the idea.

Apollo has his own bin, since there is such a large age gap between him and Tucker.

This system has worked so well for us, that I have been able to grab a bin of church clothes and locate a new pair of pants for one of my sons in less than five minutes! I’ve done this more than once on a Sunday morning when a child has suddenly outgrown something. large family, clothing management, how to manage kid's clothes

Step 5: Line up the bins and return the “keepers”.

It is a good idea to have a box or bag for clothing you aren’t keeping.

{I threw this next photo in because let’s be honest, any picture is cuter with a toddler sporting an afro.}

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Step 6: Return the bins to their home.

Sorry, there was no way to  make this picture “pretty”. Our storage space is small and this is the best I could do for a photo.

We stack the bins two high. We could go higher space-wise but I wanted to keep the clothing easily accessible. It is no problem to move one bin to check the one underneath, but I knew anything beyond that would be tedious and was not likely to be kept up.managing kids clothes, large family, how to manage kid's clothes

How about you? Do you have any “secrets” for clothing management?

Hiking with Kids

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Yesterday we took advantage of our incredible spring weather and took our first family hike of the year. I took the kids hiking in January with my friend Carolynn. In the rain. Pushing Tucker in the stroller most of the way because he didn’t feel good. As soon as we got home from that hike he ran in the house and threw up. Ew.

We have been experiencing a wonderful spring in our part of the Pacific Northwest and I’m determined to take full advantage of it!pacific northwest, hiking with teens, family hike, hiking in washington

The Fab Four. No, despite our Pacific Northwest location, Tilly has not actually morphed into a  bloodthirsty teenage vampire. It’s just I was only granted one shot and they were standing in full sun. Sorry to disappoint.

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Hezekiah, always thoughtful. Always has something brewing in his head.

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I’ve become an avid reader of the Free Range Kids blog…I’d never heard of it until a few blog readers directed me there. Look at Tucker. On a big rock! That he could fall off of! I do believe childhood is being lost to too many rules, too much fear mongering and not enough freedom. And I suppose that comment came out of nowhere, but I’m sure there are those that would “worry” about a seven year old boy climbing a big rock. He was so proud of himself, though! He even said, “Mom, make sure you get the rock in the picture”. Climbing obstacles, pushing themselves, challenging themselves. This is how kids learn and grow.

And don’t ask me about his “hiking boots”…he always chooses those for hiking.

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I saw this really hot guy on the trail….

On our hike yesterday I couldn’t help but reflect on our hikes on this very trail last summer. That was when we began to notice Apollo was still really struggling with his health. He had very little energy and a trip out here would wipe him out for the rest of the day.

Yesterday wasn’t much better.

Saturday night Apollo had a very rough night. Lots of nightmares and wimpering. Chuck kept him home from church because he just seemed a little off. He sat around all morning. He didn’t walk ten feet on our hike yesterday, but preferred to sit in the stroller (where he eventually fell asleep). It’s nearly impossible not worry about him…large family, family hike, washington hikes,

Kalina, age 12 

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I hope your weekend was as fun and sunshine filled as ours.

Happy Monday!