Sunday, January 31, 2010

In December I was taking the kids to school one morning. We had been staying at my in-laws' house because we were getting new floors in our house. I was trying tog et the kids home in time to meet the bus. I was sleepy, and driving on a road I don't normally drive on. This road is a 2 lane road that wiggles it's way through the woods and around a lot of curves and up and down some hill. I was a little too close to the shoulder of the road, and went off on the one part of the whole road where the pavement was chipped away with a very loud BAM, and then tire was popped. Now, every time we drive on any road through the woods, one of the boys will yell, "LEAN, LEAN, Mommy is going to go in the woods again!" And I will look at them and they both have their hands up in the air and are leaning toward the other side of the car like they are on a roller coaster!

Yesterday we were driving on the snowy roads home from a birthday party. At one point we started to slide fairly badly and I noticed a light come on in my car. A light to let me know that I was sliding out of control. Really Toyota? Cause I wouldn't have known without that helpful warning light! If you want to make a useful light in my car give me one that lights up when I really, REALLY need to get some gas.

Random picture: Devin marching in a parade with her preschool teacher Mrs. Winger

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Lauren has a diorama due in her class on Thursday. She decided she wanted to paint the outside of her box pink. So I thought spay paint would be a much faster alternative.

Yeah, you see where I am headed with this, don't you?

Stop by and enjoy my lovely new pink front door, courtesy of an anonymous 4 year old artist.

Collin, about age 1.5. Not bad for a random photo!

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Back in December I had the kids sit down and write letters to Santa. Collin was dictating his. "Tell Santa I want a Handy Manny toy, a train and a weasel box."

"A what?"

"A Handy Manny toy, a train and a weasel box."

"What's a weasel box?"

"You know mom, a weasel box!"

"No, I don't know. What is a weasel box?"

"Don't worry mom. Santa knows what a weasel box is!"

I sat there wondering what to do for a few minutes, when my 10 year old son, Connor, said, "Mom, I think he means a jack in the box. You know, it's in a box, and it plays 'Pop Goes the Weasel' ?"

Sure enough, on Christmas Day, Collin ran straight over to his new weasel box. He carried it around all morning and showed it off to everyone. He loves to play it and try to scare p
eople when the door pops open. Thank goodness for big brothers!

Well, today's random picture is really random. This is Devin, 4 years old, at her preschool graduation. Collin and Declan have their graduation in May. I am already dreading it. I tend to be a bit of a watering pot on the best of days, and this is going to be difficult- my last babies and my last days with this amazing school that I love so much.

Saturday, January 16, 2010

So I walk in my kitchen just as Declan is throwing away a handful of quarters.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," I say.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

"It's okay mom, this money is junk."

"Not around these parts kid, those are quarters!"

"No mom, see look. I checked them all, they don't have any chocolate in them!"

WHy did I include this totally random picture? Well, see, I used to be able to see the pictures so that I could choose which one I wanted to upload. But for some reason, I can't now. So I have to choose one at random, and hope for the best. I figure, why fight it. This is a shot of the time my kids decided to use the pot from their potty to carry around their juice box and cookies.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

I took my middle two to their brownie meeting tonight. Things ran a bit late, and by the time I got home my older daughter had finished her social studies report. She was all "look mom, look mom!!!" so I read through her detailed and articulate report about that American legend and pioneer icon, Daniel Boom.

"Um, Regan, I think that's supposed to be Daniel Boone."

"I know mom. Daniel Boom. He's famous. Everyone knows about good old Daniel Boom."

"No, Regan, Boone. With an N, not an M."

"I don't know which pioneer you are talking about mom, because I did my report on Daniel Boom. You just don't get it! You're not in my class! You don't know mo-om."

...and (Daniel) BOOM goes the dynamite!

2 days old, in the NICU, prior to her Daniel Boom days.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

New rule at our house: wrapping your new toy snake in a towel, and then leaving it under the bathroom sink is NOT okay!