DIY bean pit

We used a fantastic idea from our Sister-in-law, Susan, and built our kids a giant sensory pit filled with beans for Christmas.
PVC pipe, a queen sized sheet, beans, and trucks.
Christmas morning was spent in the pit with a new garbage truck to play with.

Christmas donkey

Our friend Geoffrey had a baby donkey born on Christmas. Not literally had a donkey, you know what I mean. We were up north and had to visit the two day old donkey. We took my sister's kids, Colin more excited than Caroline. Baby Dasher was adorable and soft.

Baby wearing

Clara is all set for motherhood and wearing her babies. She had triplets in there. Slow down girl!

A precious moment

Sharing a donut while looking out at the yard thinking about the jobs that need done.

Insomnia

All the kids were "in bed" so Craig tried to finish a home improvement job he had started. At approximately 10 pm Landon came down and said he couldn't sleep. He took one look at what Craig was doing and was there and helping. If he helped no one would notice his presence right? He had a huge smile on his face knowing exactly how to dupe his patents from sleeping.

Entertaining Ollie

One day recently, ok it was about a month ago, we dropped Landon off at school and there it was, a sensory table filled with shaving cream. Now imagine my struggle to get/drag/manhandle Ollie out of that classroom and back to the car without touching the shaving cream. A promise to go immediately to the store and buy shaving cream worked. We succeeded on our trip to the store and managed not to do more shopping while at the store. We got home and set off for the bathtub. Slightly filled with water, shaving cream designed on the walls, a naked Ollie. He was loving life that day but more importantly he had a giant smile on his face.

Trees

A few weeks ago we had three dead ash trees cut down. The trees had succumbed to the Emerald Ash Bore before we moved in and one of them was in between the power and telephone line. Not a DIY project for us. We watched 'man' whom had to be part flying squirrel because of the way he scurried up the trees and then leaped from tree to tree. With a chainsaw.
The boys were eager to pick up the logs left for us as firewood and stack them. Clara was excited the wagon was out and she could hitch a free ride. She did however end up helping with the extra small logs and tried to stack them.
All three helping. It was a strange day for sure!