Fourth week of November » Aldergrove Family Photographer

Post #26 of Personal Project 52 weeks.

I knew it would happen. The execution portion of the project. Strong start, slow finish. I don’t actually know what happened to the “Third week of November”. I suspect when looking at the time stamp of my photos that Post #24 should actually have been Post #24 and #25. Somewhere along the way something was mixed up. Let’s not dwell on it, okay?

* A rescue from the office of the Windmill Herald. My parents have some of the coolest retro things in their home and my dad at his office. Think chandeliers. Purple shag carpet. 1950s danish modern teak furniture. Old typewriters. Old suitcases. Don’t even get me started on “the archives” filled with old newspapers and magazines. And all the wonderful organizational cubby’s for managing these collectibles. Of course, they don’t know it’s cool. I only spotted this one because Art was bringing a load to the dump for them. I don’t know what to do with this beauty yet. What it will be purposed for. At minimum it could serve as a garage for Noah’s cars. If we had a large enough closet, it would become a perfect organizer for ties, belts and such. Or it could function in my office as an organizer for crafting stuff (only to be ripped apart by my 3 1/2 year old and in a couple of months by my 1 1/2 year old when he figures out how to climb on my desk… total toddler magnet or maybe just my toddlers). It would serve as a lovely display for a collection. I don’t collect. Although I could start. It runs in the family, you know. Collecting.

* Mattias started his week with mucus and medication. As I write this (over 3 weeks later) he is still infected. And me too. A self-portrait of us hanging out on Sunday morning while the other 2 are at church.

* On a bright sun-filled day in the winter, the light in our house makes me so happy.

* We are not a hockey family. Stop wincing. I’m not saying it won’t come with time. Or that we won’t give our boys opportunity to love it. I’m just saying that we’re not hockey nuts right now. However, Noah is starting to comprehend that hockey is a big part of many boys lives. So he begs to play hockey. But his favorite part is coming inside for hot cocoa with marshmallows.

* It snowed and we were all delighted.

* There is something so cozy about the kids playing on our bed.  Tias calls it “nigh nigh” and lunges himself out of my arms onto the bed whenever he sees it. He precariously teeters at the edge of the bed while trying to peer out the window or see himself in our mirror. He’s never fallen off, but I prefer not to watch… knowing that I can’t save him if he were to fall.

* A relatively new development. Chewing on his shirt. Hopefully it is short-lived.

* It was COLD this week.