Tuesday, 23 February 2010

Montana nostalgia

I've been going through our old pictures, finding baby pics of Sylvia for her scrapbook.
There are certain pictures though, that show why I feel Montana is about as close to heaven as you can come. I thought I'd post them, for those of you who are not lucky enough to live there. :)

This is the Clark Fork river, a 5 min. walk from Sean's parent's house. Very nice fishing. It is a fun place to swim in the summer, as well as a good place take rock hammers to chop ice in the winter. We loved this river in all the seasons, with it's sandy banks to dig in, and osprey hunting overhead. Until I moved to the mid-west, I thought all water was ice-cold, algae free, and full of trout that jump for flies. Ahhh.... I miss the snow fed waters. Mid-west water is warm and murky.

That is Sylvia tucked into her babysling. She is about 2 months in this picture. We fished almost every day... she literally teethed on the cork on my pole handle that autumn.

This is Mattias. We were celebrating the fact that public school had started, and we were still free to enjoy the beautiful, but cool August weather. Another thing I didn't appreciate fully - that air in the west cools off at night. Mid-west air just get thick. If you go walking in the morning, in August, you have to chew the warm air.

Somebody asked me if I skied recently. I said yes, but I couldn't stand the thought of skiing in the mid-west. So I haven't been in 4 years.
Here is a shot from the top of Discovery (by Anaconda, MT). - Skiing isn't just about going downhill on some snow. It is about being even with the clouds, and seeing the tops of snow capped rocky mountains surrounding you. It is about long, steep runs that go on forever. You quietly swish your way down the trails, around the trees, on runs so long, you forget there is a bottom. When you finally level you, you hop on the chair and are lifted into heaven again.
The ski hills here are so small, that the kids burst into hysterical laughter when we first drove by a resort. What kind of view would you have? Flat, snowy farmland? That would be so depressing. I don't think I could handle it. So, we stay inside our home a lot here during the winter.

Our other favorite Montana place is the Rattlesnake. Just a 10 min drive from downtown Missoula, it was our daily summer hang-out for years when the kids were small. We would walk down the trail, and play among our favorite giant tree roots. Noel would make moss nests, and the boys would hit everything with sticks. It was a cool, shady place to avoid the hot sun. The best thing about the Rattlesnake was the way the lighting was always so dramatic. The mountains nearby are steep, so shadows would move across the valley as the day progressed.


The Midwest has wonderful people, but we do miss how easy it was to get to heavenly corners of wilderness. I had no idea how concentrated people could be until I moved to the mid-west. Towns touch each other, and run together into one blob of buildings and roads. (I'm sure my sister in New York is saying "Baby, you haven't seen anything yet!")
I wish I had know to appreciate many of the things we left in the west, but I didn't know that things could be so different elsewhere. If we go back... I will be a wiser connoisseur of cold water and dry air.

Friday, 19 February 2010

Five reasons to homeschool

It has been a great week here at the McMullin Homeschool. I am so glad we have all our kids at home.

1. When you homeschool, you can snuggle on the couch in the morning sun, with a warm dog, and read Bambi.

2. When you have a three year old who is interesting in mechanics, her older brother can show her how to make a crank and piston system.

3. When you are practicing storytelling, you can invite friends over for a Dungeons and Dragon party.
4. You can walk in the beautiful sunshine, in the middle of the day.

5. If you need a snow shelter built, you can assign it out as a "recess" project. Doesn't every house need a snow cave?

Sunday, 27 December 2009

Christmas Eve

Santa came to visit this year. We were a little worried, due to Sylvia's fit of hysteric screaming at Santa last year. It seems to be improving.

Soon, they were old pals, and she was excited to start into her Santa gift. Yes, Santa does resemble one of my sons a little. :)

Sylvia was thrilled to get a play farm, and wanted to know if Santa would keep coming back every day.

After Santa left, we read the Christmas story. With so many seasoned actors, it went smoother than ever. No complaints even about singing carols intermittently. It was a very nice time.
Noel played all the wildlife (donkey, sheep, etc.). Asher doubled as Joseph and a wiseman. Mattias played a wiseman and Inn keper. Deb filled in as all the angels and King Herod. Sean was exhausted from making a tastey Christmas dinner, and sat relaxed on the couch, reading the story aloud.

Sylvia played Mary, and was amused at all the costuming.

Sylvia and Maya think it is about time for bed. Christmas can be a tiring holiday. You need to pace yourself.

Maya, living the good life.

So, when our dog (Maya) isn't stealing gourmet cheese off the counter tops, she can usually be found curled up on the couch. Unless the dishwasher is being loaded, then she helps with the pre-washing.
Initially we weren't going to let her on the furniture, but when I felt how good it felt to tuck my cold toes under her warm body, we loosed the rules.

Snow Baby Sylvia

Sylvia thinks she is king of the winter world. She will stay outside forever, digging like Clifford the Dog.
We look for mounds of snow the snowplows pile in parking lots, and then let her climb them, to wear her out. (Sneaky parent trick #203)

It is a little funny though when she gets stuck. She dug herself down into a hole in the corner of our front yard. I taught her the trick of kicking her boots into the snow for footholds, and she hasn't been stuck since.

Sunday, 20 December 2009

Winter events

December started out with the State Lego League Competition. The team did great this year, I was so impressed with what they accomplished. My two boys are at the bottom left of this picture.

It was looking like a pretty mild winter, and we were wondering if we would have snow for Christmas. We got hit with a mega-blizzared and suddenly found ourselves with 18 inches overnight. Tree branches were down all through the neighborhood, and other areas lost power. The schools and university closed, which meant shovelling for Sean, but play time for the kids.

Asher and Sylvia had a good time making snow forts under the snowy bushes.

We have a very tolerant dog, Maya. Sylvia likes to try dressing her up, and just before this picture was taken, she looked like a beautiful princess. When I tried taking the picture, she shook the crown off, and called it a day.

Sylvia loves arranging our Nativity scene. Often there is a "My Little Pony" and several zoo animals (elephants, zebras, etc.) lined up along with the wise men.
This morning though, it looked normal, until I inspected it closer. The smallest Russian stacking doll was laying in the manger. When i noticed Baby Jesus was missing, I asked Sylvia where he went - fearing he was lost! She said she had put him in the Matryoshka, in the place of the baby doll.
Well, it certainly gives the scene a little international zest.

Friday, 16 October 2009

Logan Pass

Sean left the day after to go back to Wisconsin. Logan Pass was the first item on the agenda with mom & the kids camping. Here's a little slideshow of the beautiful views they found.






Asher was up to his hinkypunk tricks, trying to slyly make a snowball and thwack Mattias the cameraman with it.



Luckily Asher was having an off day...



Sylvia thought it would be a nice time to try out her (very narrow) snowshoes.



Besides the wild boys, there were also some other wild animals. Mattias assures me that the marmot pictured below kept moving to different positions along the ground and turning to pose. Apparently a glory-hound in marmot guise!




Everyone enjoyed their time exploring at a pace that didn't include getting to Raymond before 4 PM for dinner =)

At the end of the day, Deb had the best seat in the house for spotting wildlife... or maybe she was the best seat in the house?