my world, my true

I have so many drafts in my folder right now it’s sad. Blogging has definitely taken a back seat, and I’m bummed about it pretty much every night as I fall exhausted into bed around 11 pm without a single extra moment to spare. So I’ve decided to, as they say, “make” time for blogging from here on out (and no, I don’t mean hitting “share” on instagram)…let’s see how long I can keep this up. Here’s a real (albeit short) post I’ve been meaning to publish for quite some time.

This was a while ago, but Knox has become very taken with classic fairy tales within the last several months. The Three Little Pigs & The Three Bears are probably the top two on his list, and, one day we decided to set the stage for some wonderful imaginative play and this is what happened.

{painting bricks for his brick house}

{a stick house}

{the beginnings of a sad straw house}

{making Piggy some friends}

{abstract portrayal of The Three Little Pigs}

HOURS , and I do mean hours, of fun were had with this idea. There was also pine straw strewn about my house for weeks, but, hey, it was worth it. A big bad wolf blowing down houses just never gets old.