Monday, August 31, 2009
And now for something completely different...
Friday, August 14, 2009
Or...er...maybe it is possible.
Step 1: Open car door for preschooler to climb in
Step 2: Close door
Step 3: Don't notice that the garage door opener release is closed in car door
Step 4: Start car and back up
Step 5: Hear loud scrape
Step 6: Feel resistance
Step 7: See husband at door to house with bewildered look on his face
Step 8: Exit car to find out WHAT IN THE WORLD HAPPENED
Step 9: Notice released garage door closed slightly before you were able to get out of the garage
Step 10: Subsequently notice the dent in the garage door and the bent track preventing said garage door from going up (or down or anywhere for that matter)
Step 11: Leave preschooler buckled into car, go inside to tend to other small children while no-longer-bewildered husband fixes the problem
Step 12: Apologize to said husband over and over for breaking the new house
Step 13: Back out of garage (again) very very slowly
Step 14: Go to work to pay for repairs to garage door
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
It all began with a nest of pillows and some innocent parental prodding (what kind of bird are you? a flamingo? can you stand on one leg? can you hop? no? oh, you're a different kind of bird now? a strawberry bird? hmm,what do they do?) and ended with an ever expanding nest of couch cushions and a little flapping and running around the kitchen. Soon both of our sons were panting and sweating as they gleefully went from room to room "tweeting."
Pardon the blurry hands. They were just flapping too fast.
Take a peak at the Strawberry Birds in action...
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Despite that, it has provided a good lesson for Jack who thinks we should keep all the cookies. As I was packaging up the cookies he kept whining about how we needed some for us and we couldn't give them all away. The first scripture he memorized was Mark 12:30 - Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength. This gives me a chance to teach him the next verse - Love your neighbor as yourself.
Before anyone thinks I'm a terribly mean mother making my son give away the cookies he worked so hard to make, I should let you know that I let him enjoy one of the most delicious things life has to offer...licking the beater.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
I think I failed to mention in this post that we had someone coming to look at the house to give us a quote on finishing the basement and installing a deck at 4:00 Saturday afternoon. So between the adventure that was Saturday and the estimate that lasted an hour, there wasn't much time for dinner prep. It took a lot of convincing, but Sean agreed to go to Qdoba for dinner (please read the previous sentence with as much sarcasm as you can muster since Sean lives for burritos and free food and Qdoba happens to have both - kids eat free on the weekends). Sean is looking forward to the day when he can take the boys there and they can race to see who can finish their burrito first. Okay, I might have made up the racing part, but he really is excited about the boys enjoying burritos. I don't think it will be long - the boys seemed to enjoy their kids meals and the hot sauce that is a necessary condiment added to each bite of everything at Qdoba. Take a look.
A little background before you watch:
- The orange sauce in the small plastic tray on the table is hot sauce
- Wesley enjoyed dipping nearly every chip into the sauce and subsequently "dancing" in the video to Wham!'s Everything She Wants
- Jack is dipping his quesadilla in the sauce and then licking it off.
It's also worth mentioning that shortly after this video was taken our older son expressed some digestive upset complete with "hand on belly" gestures. We weren't sure if it was the hot sauce or all the dancing.
We are no longer worried about sugar or caffeine having ill effects on our children*...just don't give them any hot sauce!
*Grandparents: the statement above was made for dramatic effect only; please do not construe this to mean that the children should be given sugar and/or caffeine.