Some people’s kids consider watching a movie together or something like that quality time.  Mine expect me to perform.  Activities and projects are a requirement, preferably with some kind of tangible result that can be shown off to the siblings when they arrive home.  It’s nice, but it can also be a lot of pressure.  Like last week when it was Elijah and I alone and he wanted to know, with a great sense of urgency, what we could do to start his quilt.  And then there is me thinking, “Well, let’s see, I spent the entire day doing hard physical labor.  I want nothing more then to go to bed.  I’m only upright because this is supposed to be our time together.  Even the thought of lifting my hand sounds exhausting. All of the supplies are still packed, in several different boxes, possibly on several different floors, who knows exactly where.  And the very thought of starting that particular scavenger hunt makes me want to cry.”  And aloud, “Well, we can look at the fabric and maybe start to plan it…”  …not what I think he deemed a satisfactory answer by the way…  Followed by my very feebly trying to explain the importance of looking and planning without making it sound like I was blowing him off.

So, when I found out I was going to have an impromptu night alone with Galen, I had to think fast.  I floated the idea of redecorating our Christmas wreaths for spring and he was all for it.

Mine is characteristically ric-rac-errific.  Yes, I really just said that.  I completely understand if you need to stop reading me now.  The pink and green were the only two pastels I had left in my collection (hmm…time to buy more??).  I really wanted pussy willow for it.  I’m pout-y about there not being any around here that I know of.  It’s very much on my “too grow” list.  I’ve always had a soft spot for it, since I was a little girl and our neighbors had an American Willow growing in their backyard.  In the spring time I used to pretend that the catkins were a whole bunch of baby bunnies all curled up to sleep with their little bums sticking out!  I think I quite believed my own story too.

Goosey’s got all gussied up with lace.  A whole rainbow of pastel lace.  We made a center piece of it by arranging other spring related things in and around it.  I set the whole thing up on a china platter so that it can easily be moved around as needed for setting the table.  It’s nice to have since I haven’t managed to set up an official nature table here just yet.  I’m sure that things will be changed and added to it as the season progresses.