Perpetual Drafts of the Perpetually Daft

A long title in honor of the long absence from this blog. I almost forgot about you! There is so much to talk about I don't know where to begin but I will probably end up not telling you anything of consequence. Sorry/not sorry for your wasted time but if you were looking to pass the time somewhere, thank you for choosing to spend it here. You will never get that time back. Ha! The past two weeks have been so incredibly hectic and busy that I could not imagine getting to today. I'm feeling only slightly guilty for not taking my parents and kids out today and take advantage of a relatively responsibility-free day. I feel the guilt, but I am allowing it to wash over and pass me as I know that I really need this time to do "nothing." And it's not even a nothing-free day, just not the amount of busy-ness that I have been accustomed to in the weeks pass. Our time at Toy Fair was so much fun. It was so freaking tiring, but in such a different way that we almost didn...

I have so much to do that needs to be done yesterday but all I want to do is take a nap. Comforters are just so comforting....

(Trying to get this brief flash of inspiration in before it settles comfortably in that file cabinet of cool blog post ideas) My youngest sat down at the piano today after I reminded him to practice. I asked him, "what do you have to practice for your next lesson?" He says, "I have to make major Do-Re-Mis." I said, "Okay", not really understanding what that actually was. I leave the room. After a few seconds, I hear him play a major C scale with him singing along, Do-Re-Mi..." Then nothing. A minute or so passes and I hear feet shuffling and sobs. I come back in the room and ask him what's wrong. "It's too hard!" he says between sobs. I say, "that is why you need to practice!" Geez, how did my parents get me to practice daily, for 30 minutes, without fail or complaint. Perhaps my childhood memories are a bit fuzzy. He continues to sob whiny-ly. "But, I just can't do it." I guess what he was to...

Every school day morning, there is a 20 minute window between one of the kids’ drop off and the second. We usually sit in the car, listening to music. I finish my breakfast or he draws on the rock that lives in the car or the extra street parking stubs on the dashboard. This morning we watched the top of the tree in front of us as 5 or 6 birds flew in to land then one by one left and then watched others circle back. He observed they were brown and black. I saw some with white bellies. We did not know what kind of birds they were. I think we will do the same tomorrow -#sitspot in the city 😍 A post shared by Tinkergarten Erna (@natureloveplay) on Feb 5, 2018 at 5:15am PST