These walls and floors

Cooking together is an (almost) daily activity. Give or take some patience on my part, it's something we like to do together. Within 2 seconds of me asking her if she wants to help cook, I am sure to hear the distinct sounds of a dining room chair being pushed along the floor and some pint sized grunts as she manhandles the piece of furniture into the proper place and positioning for "I help mommy" time.

This week I designated "curtain" week, lest MeMa see our naked rear ends through the windows anytime soon. I finally decided on painter's drop cloths for the living room and dining room windows. They were cheap at $10 a piece and provide a nice organic quality to the windows. But, as is the case with home improvement projects, one project completed highlights the need to do another project. In this instance, dressed windows points to naked walls. Pace yourself, Alina.


I've mentioned the importance of dance parties on here before. Well, we christened our floors last week. The moment was brief, but it was a moment nonetheless. With all the moving in and stress and exhaustion of the last few weeks, times like these are worth running-into-the-other-room-to-grab-your-camera-and-missing-half-of-the-dance-already-in-progress-in-order-to-set-up-the-camera-and-capture-the-candid-family-moment. I'm pretty sure this kind of thing drives Matt crazy.

And, yes, I suppose I do dance like an old woman running in place.

(Sorry the lighting is so poor. I wanted to document this moment anyways and share it with you. Take note of the sweet little turn Matt gives Karis at the end and then her pleading response of "Oh. More dancing?")