Gonna go back in time....

I have a lot of events to catch up on, so my apologies as I go back over the last few months and do some updates. A lot of these are really random.

We have different colored plates that the kids use and I was getting really tired of hearing whining because they wanted a certain color. So I decided to have a FHE about being grateful for what we have. I put a bunch of random utensils in bags and then they had to choose a bag and eat dinner with those things. We had a fun time and in the days following I offered them some wax paper to eat on if they complained. It worked pretty well.

Ally's dance concert. She had some of her best friends in her class- Lyndi and Alyssa.

I think this could possibly be my kids favorite thing to do. Movie and popcorn. At least Malia is old enough to eat popcorn now. It was really hairy for a while when we had to try to keep it away from her. I could never pick off the kernels fast enough....

Making our sandbox with daddy. Max is in heaven.

Malia loves watermelon and was loving sharing it with Uncle Gary!

In May we went up to Spokane for a celebration for Kyrk's dad. He was inducted into the Wash. Home Builder's Hall of Fame. It was a real honor for him and we were so glad that we could be there to watch this happen. I was so impressed with his speech and the emphasis he put on the things that are most important to him. I think he really touched everyone in the room.

At Thankgiving Point. We went right after they had the tulip festival and it was gorgeous!

Malia loved all the "animals" they had around.

Easter. I know, we're going way back...

I had to laugh because the kids were finding all the eggs outside and Malia was just reaching into their baskets and taking their eggs. I don't know if Ally ever figured out why her basket wasn't filling up.

Gross. Malia kept finding the eggs and putting them in her mouth. Well, the dye comes off a little with water, or slobber in this case. Malia had a blue mouth that lasted for way too long.

This was a good as it got.

We found Max like this watching the kids across the street playing. He knows he can't cross the street without one of us there so it kinda made me sad that he was just standing, watching.

what a morning

So, I tutor a little boy from our neighborhood and have for a while. He is Chinese and he has one sister. I love him and his family. My kids are usually pretty good while I am with him and know that this is my reading time and they play or I put on a show for them. One glorious morning while he was over my children were having meltdowns. EVERY ONE of them. They were all screaming. He looks at me and says, "Doesn't it get a little crazy around here when ALL of your kids are crying?" I said, "Yes, yes it does." He just looked at me and said, "And you're having another one?" Yes, yes I am. That is why my current theme song is...
Send me an angel oooh, oooh, oooh
Send me an angel oooh, oooh, oooh
Right now, right now

sorry, couldn't find an appropriate video to accompany this song. You will have to use your own musicality.

Say cheese!

So I tried making a version of a cheese dip, I thought it would be so easy, right? I don't know what I did but I didn't make cheese, I made rubber. We thought it was pretty fun and funny until Ally started choking because it got stuck in her throat and she couldn't swallow it. You win some, you loose some. This was definitely a strike, unless you are looking to make bouncy rubber balls, then I might be able to help.

Success

Just to let my faithful followers know that I did have a successful trip to "the store" without having a breakdown and without having to eat half a bag of chips afterward. The checkout lady even smiled at me once while I went through her line. AND my wonderful husband called me at the store before going to bed asking me if I needed him to stay up and unload the groceries. He told me he didn't want me sitting in the garage by myself for half an hour wishing he would come out. So sweet. I told him I was fine and even better, I really was. I CAN be a sane person. Although you really have to wonder about some of the people at WalMart at that time of night. As Sarah put it, "Really? You needed to drag your obviously exhausted toddler here at eleven pm to buy a large bag of Cheetos, three boxes of pop-tarts, a frozen pizza and diet coke?!" My thoughts exactly.