Just in case a few of you secretly thought that I didn't live in the real world and pondered over the fact that I had breakable decorations and three crazy little boys....See the pedestal bowl above? Yes, that most excellent decorating essential. Do you remember the rule of three? Yes, I originally had three beautiful ornaments in that pedestal bowl. And apples are particularly festive with bites taken out of them. Absolutely. Thank you, Luke and Leif, respectively.
How about the table this arrangement sat upon? It seems to be on its last leg. Okay, on its last three legs, but for some reason it won't stay upright with only three legs. I've added item #263 to Russ's to-do list. Until then, we'll eat on the floor. Whom shall I blame for that one? (Hanging head in shame.) What kind of mother lets her boys do this? Apparently tables don't stand up (ha!) to that kind of abuse.
Do you see the beautiful silver bird below? It is now a very lonely bird, having very recently watched its mate fall to its demise. (Again, hanging head in shame.) What kind of mother lets her boys play with their new stomp rocket in doors?
So, for those wondering, yes, I do live in the real world. I wouldn't have it any other way. Things are just things. My little people are beyond priceless.
Ah, yes ... the real world. :) We all inhabit it. Love the apple bites. That is definitely something my boys would do.
ReplyDeleteI like to say that the only truly valuable things I have inside my house are my children and my husband...the rest of it is just stuff :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for letting us see that you do live in the real world..what a relief!
Christmas Blessings!
Love this post!
ReplyDeletey'know...i'm so glad you posted this. i do wonder sometimes how people with boys keep breakable things in their homes and have them so pretty. people have asked me how i do it and i always respond with a puzzled look. i guess we're blind to our own coping mechanisms.
ReplyDeletenow, we're dealing with trying to get a house ready to sell and an overzealous 5yo who learned to write, "I love DAD" on his own... but on the walls of the family room. at least those walls weren't repainted yet.
have a great week heidi-
jodi
Oh how I love the real world. It always reminds me that even off balance things, like your two ornaments, or three legged table or maybe even my crazy glued Christmas Village can bring such balance to our lives.
ReplyDeleteLaughing AND commiserating with you ... and really appreciating your spot-on perspective...
ReplyDeleteThanks for the laugh - I remembered the picture of the boys on the table and thought, what a cute idea!! Oh well! It's just a table, but at least the boys have had the opportunity to develop their imagination a little futher! :) Besides, kids love to have picnics!
ReplyDeleteMy kids LOVED their stomp rocket, but it unfortunately didn't make it through a whole summer! :)
Lisa
Love the apple half eaten...we have had that before!
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These are the things that make for the best memories later! Oh, to have small children again....!
ReplyDeleteOh, the joy of living with boys! I am going to have to buy new dishes soon, as my 2 yr old has been on a grab-whatever-I-can-find-and-smash-it tear for the last month or so.
ReplyDeleteI also find that i am often to blame for giving in to the boy energy and then later realizing "Oh. Maybe that wasn't such a good idea . . . ".
Thanks for the fun post.
ah... looks so familiar. Only our "apple" was a decorative styrofoam one that the babe got hold ov and chowed down on, and the leg on our table gave way when we brought The Punkin' home from the hospital and sat his car seat on the table and all the kids climbed up to love on him.
ReplyDeleteIt's just life with kids...
=) I smile and chuckle because that is so the life! And while it isn't "magazine quality" to have bites taken out of the fruit and things like that, it is so precious in its own way! Sometimes my little ones make my jaw drop by what they do, but they also make my heart so full!
ReplyDeleteBTW, this post reminds me of the marker that we need to clean off the back seat in our van-who lets the kids in the van with markers? ;-)