It's been nice to work on my ocean embroidery while it's cold outside. I've centered my piece and set the horizon line, and I've worked on various parts when I get a bit of extra thread. I'm also working on a Mother's Day project that uses some of the same colors, but this one is more freewheeling.
I'm also working a turquoise scarf for Son Two- better late than never- that is easy to work while I'm watching TV. I always keep some loom knitting going. It makes me feel like a homesteader.
But my thoughts are on February after my successful Oreo truffles for Son Two's third birthday. I didn't take photos, because I didn't read down to the dipping tips and my batch turned out all wonky and misshapen. But they were delicious! From Snackworks:
So now I'm thinking I could branch out and put together some Valentine's Day chocolate lollypops for the kiddos. Last year, I found these adorable emoji marshmallow lollypops at Michaels.
My oldest loved it, and my youngest ate a little after determining that it was indeed edible (he's never really trusted us, that one). Gourmet lollypops have a festive Gatlinburg feel - don't get me wrong, Son One always asks for a Dum Dums lollypop after his haircut. However, even I get a little excited at the prospect of a chocolate lollypop, and I know where the extra Christmas chocolate is hidden.
Still researching, and I would love some tips from a seasoned chef. But this one from My Frugal Adventures looks simple and promising:
Son Two cannot pull any "second child blues" for awhile after we celebrated his third birthday at the Chattanooga Choo Choo.
(Wondering why there aren't more pictures of him on the wall.)
We stayed on the complex in the MacArthur Building, a cool 1970s building with spare furnishings. We were down the hall from the indoor pool, heated and underneath a station dome. It was a haul from the main building, but it seemed appropriate for a family unit known to emit high-pitched squeals of delight or frustration at unpredictable times of the day.
We spent Saturday at the Tennessee Aquarium, with tropical sea creatures and freshwater dwellers from all over the world. The two complexes could have easily taken up the entire day, but our fellows were tapering out about halfway through the second building.
We started with the ocean experience, and immediately Son One soaked his left sleeve trying to touch a sting ray. From there, Son Two could have spent the whole time in the butterfly garden, just spinning and doing the running man in excitement. Which probably explains why none of the inhabitants landed on him.
From there, a penguin pic with a bird who seemed to be leisurely checking out its human exhibit, floating to and fro on the surface of the water.
Some giant crabs followed, along with jelly fish and art inspired by their wavy forms.
The river side had the otters, and they were amazing to watch. We'll definitely have to revisit through the River Otter Falls Cam.
A series of ramps took us down through the tanks. My husband and I could have stayed much longer in the rivers of the world section, but the little fellows had been good long enough. We went back for lunch and naps, taking the electric shuttle from one end of the line to the other.
On the ride home, I asked Son One what he would tell people about his trip on my blog, and I told him that if he wrote it down, I'd help him create a post. He said the hotel only had two rooms, and that the pool dome had dripped on him. Then he fell asleep.
Now back in Nashville, back to the grind and wondering if the cold will bring more snow. But there's milk and bread in the kitchen, and yarn to be knitted, so we'll make it work.