We bought this huge steel playset used way back in May. Then began the very long process of deciding where to put the thing, leveling some of our hill, cementing in the posts, etc. etc. As with most things we attempt, the project to much longer and cost much more than we'd anticipated, but we now have a great place to send the boys when the energy level gets too great to be indoors. The kids love it and it has gotten great reviews from their friends. These pictures don't really show the size of the set (it has a platform over the sandbox, a slide, monkeybars to the swings--which are 10 ft. high. . .) so maybe someday I'll get a better picture of the whole thing.
Ok, it's not the boys doing all this posting--it's Mom.
My perfect day: I wake to the sound of a cooing baby after sleeping a full nine uninterrupted hours. After doing yoga, I wake the other three, cheerful boys (not one of whom has morning breath or bed-head), and they immediately make their beds and race downstairs to see who gets to practice piano first. Our morning is filled with science experiments, poetry, and history lessons, and math assignments that are so much fun. We spend the afternoon doing arts and crafts projects while making no mess and eating very healthy snacks. Then the kids play outside and the baby sleeps while I read, sew, write, paint, sing, play piano, and be brilliant in any number of ways. After a scrumptuous, yet easy to prepare meal, the boys clean the kitchen and we play board games until bedtime. We read great books,lights are out in the boys' rooms by 9 pm, and the house is in perfect order. Then Guy and I cuddle on the couch and listen to music with the lights dimmed. Maybe Guy even gives me a foot rub.
What can I say? I dream the impossible dream. Fortunately, the reality, while much messier, is pretty darn wonderful.
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