Good job box guessers.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Good job box guessers.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Here is a piece of my new very very favorite eye candy. Any guesses?
Monday, February 25, 2008
Sunday, February 24, 2008
As I was pushing my overloaded cart down an overpacked aisle, I noticed a very large pregnant mommy. It really wasn't the extremely overworked belly button that caught my attention, it was the fact that she was roughly the 159th offspring embracer that I'd passed since I'd entered the store. Talk about reproducing!
I always wondered...if the statistic stands true, that there are 5 babies born every second, where are they all?
I've never noticed so many big bellys as I have in the last couple months. You'd think that being pregnant more than not during these last 4 years would have heightened my awareness for other human fertilization. But frankly, while I was pregnant with each of our children I was consumed with me and my own. I carefully carried my extra 40lbs with the first two and 62 with the last, I often gently moved feet and arms away from my ribcage, and I peed every 10 minutes. I ate every two hours, drank my 12 glasses of water and 3 cans of Boost each day, took my prenatal multivitamins, got my rest, and with the last two pregnancies I followed the doctor's order when I was put on bedrest.
I guess I was not noticing any other fertilized females.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Tonight this busy little guy figured out what the point in sitting on the potty is.
Three cheers for Luke! And, for his patient streak that allowed him to sit long enough for an accomplishment, The Very Hungry Caterpillar, his sideline cheerleaders, and the 1/4th of an orange Starburst that dazzled his tastebuds afterwards.
Anyone have a tissue to dry my eyes? (sniff, sniff)
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
The other night we decided to try and avoid a tiring supper time by going out to a Chuck E. Cheese knock-off type restaurant. We liked the idea of ordering someone else to cook our food and letting the kids run their energy off in the mesh enclosed towers and skytubes. And by far, I liked the idea of someone else cleaning up the dried-on pizza sauce and pureed peach and rice mixture from the table.
It was great to be able to eat with my Marvelous.. and
The best part, though, was hearing this conversation between Julia and a "new friend" at some point during her lift and push duty.
Cutie 4-5'ish-year-old: "Hey, you want to come this way with me? We should go down the slide?"
Julia: "Ok." (jumping up to the top platform leaving Luke on one below)
Luke: (silence. staring....and I'm sure wondering what he's going to do now)
Julia: (looking back at him, realizing he's not coming)
"Wait! I can't! I need to help my brother."
(so she jumps back down and resumes the lift and push duty)
...off they ran through the tubes, together. And who knows where her "new friend" went.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Saturday, February 16, 2008
...just a ball full of boringness and uneventful excitementless humdrum.
If our walls could talk they'd vouch that from 9a-9p much of nothing went on. They'd say "ho, hum." while twiddling their thumbs.
The air sat as if it had sipped on a decaf Litenote all day. The energy lacked as an under emphasized adagio movement. This left room for serious bordomaniacs.
The only liveliness that seemed to go on here was the sound of the wind hitting our windows and the heater occasionally kicking on and off......boring. mind-numbing. bore.
Well, we weren't home....
Friday, February 15, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
"half hippie, half organic, I-grow-my-own-Kiefer-on-my-countertop-while-fermenting-every-vegetable-from-my-garden, hidden amish attributes girlfriend" came to visit us for the day.
Feeling the need to present my "raw apple cider vinegar fanatic" an impressive meal, I carefully researched for a non-pesticidal, non-sewage sludge menu.
I decided on a perfectly processed sandwich atop flax oat bread and this pilaf as a side.
After I jotted down my needed ingredients for the pilaf, I gathered the big kids and headed out to our nearby HyVee. Quinoa, pronounced keen-wa, topped my list yet ended up being the last crossed item. Where...better yet...WHAT is Quinoa?
Scanning aisle after aisle with no luck, I found a dedicated stocker boy. "Excuse me? Could you show me where your "keen-wa" is? By the response on his face, I then agreed that "these people really do stand by their moto." A friendly smile in every aisle is exactly what he gave me.
We followed him out of the organic section, past the floral department and into the pharmacy. As we neared the end of his chosen aisle he pointed, "There you go miss, top shelf."
Confused and a little concerned for what it really was that I was supposed to be putting in my pilaf, I looked over to see a well lined row of.....KY Jelly. Tingling Ultragel, Sensual Mist, and the row went on.
Keen-wa, KY. A reasonable communication glitch.
Long story short, the big kids and I did find our Quinoa, our stocker boy showed wonderful enthusiasm for his job that day, and our pilaf was a fabulous hit.
Monday, February 11, 2008
Someone is having a birthday HERE and there's an extended invitation for us all to join in the party. For the special occasion, they're giving away a "present" and it could be to you. It really couldn't be any easier, all you have to do is go on over, then click on "February Giveaway," they'll greet you at the door and tell you all about it.
Good luck! I'll be there...stationed next to the dessert table, with my kazoo and party hat. Hurry, before the white cake and chocolate ice cream is gone.
Sunday, February 10, 2008
...and, I'm Hazel.
And, our Sleep Number is 2.
If you misposition us within our crib, we'll readjust...eventually making our way to our preferred twinzone.
What's your Selected Comfort?
Friday, February 8, 2008
husbands people don't understand the satisfaction...nor the essential need of it... that this online-free-to-the-public chronicle brings. However, I call it my "Retreat From the Busyness."
After opening up my rambling mind to the keyboard almost every day, that simple click on the perfect little "publish post" button sends a shock wave of achievement throughout my body. It is here where I journal of day-to-day experiences and connect with other "bloggy friends."
Thanks to the kids, dogs, moms, husbands, etc. out there who create noteworthy experiences that are then put to script, I've laughed, cried, and sat in amazement through some wonderfully put posts.
Thank you bloggers. All 112 Million of you.
(Ok, I don't frequent them all.)
- You make me laugh, Mckmama.
- You make it so easy to imagine just how sweet your little girl is, Rachel.
- You have a hilarious husband, Stacey.
- Your little boy has found the perfect spot, Shelly.
- You have some handsome ones on your hands, Leslie.
- You found a great one, Amy.
- You made me tear up, Kim.
- You got a great shot, Ehlan.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
2.Greet Julia in kitchen at 7. Pour her and Luke's bowl of cereal and glasses of milk, peel banana, vitamins.
3.Warm bottles for the girls. Prep rice cereal and pureed squash.
4.Go wake Lukie at 7:15. He's so funny. Squeeze and tickle him all the way to his booster seat.
5.Go wake girls up. They are usually awake, rolling around in their crib, "talking" to eachother.
6.Put girls in their chairs with bottles. Feed them their cereal.
6.5 Do Julia's hair at the table. Have her put on the clothes set out for her.
7.After breakfast. Big kids up stairs to "entertain" themselves. Toy of choice-blocks.
8.Sponge bath the girls on the livingroom floor. Change diapers and into clothes.
9.Prep MOPS bottles for the girls. Diaper bag and purse out to car.
10.Clean up kitchen. I can't stand coming home to a messy kitchen.
11. Change Luke
12. Start car.
13. Lay out coats. Julia gets ready and chases Luke around trying to help him.
14. I help Luke with his coat.
15. Girls in their carseat carriers.
16. Luke in car first. Followed by baby #1. Followed by Julia. Followed by baby #2.
17. Kid check. Seatbelt check. Double Stroller check.
18. Out the driveway at 8:45. Right on time.
This is becoming a great, smooth running routine. We're all happy, excited for MOPS, and pumped to be getting out of the house. After a refreshing time with my group, "Becky's House," we voyaged to McDonald's playland. A first as a "full family." It couldn't have gone any better. Phew...
Added bonus-Daddy surprised us there, even though he said he couldn't make it.
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Monday, February 4, 2008
2. Library to borrow these books:
- The New Dare to Discipline
- The New Strong Willed Child
- Bringing Up Boys
3. Coffee shop for a sweet, caramel, nutty, treat paired with one of my new books in a comfy chair next to the crackling fire. I'm a big fan of free therapy.
4. Take a coffee to go and drop it off at a friends for a quick and fun surprise.
5. Grocery store to get some necessities, chicken noodle soup for Mr. Under the Marvelous Weather, and formula. 8 cases/32 quarts of this will fill the girls' tummies for the next month.
6. Savers for a couple Dr. Seuss books. Have I told you that hidden deep within I have a weakness for children books?
Sunday, February 3, 2008
You could start out with this....
Then move on to this...
With a bunch of friends here...
Then you could talk 1 marvelous husband and 2 wonderful husbands into escorting to a dreamy, amorous, 27 Dresses, chick flick, highly packed with nothing but romance and 100% estrogen.
Friday, February 1, 2008
I love having music playing in the background during my day, so I assume they must too.
Today was Passion's Our Love is Loud. As Chris Tomlin was singing "Enough," I walked in to Julia and Luke having their own jam session. Now...my definition of a jam session would merely consist of...music...and maybe a radio to listen to it from, although not always since our voices seem to suffice, but that was not "enough" for our two little songbirds today. After emptying Julia's labeled toy buckets, flipping them over as to operate as their center stage, they climbed aboard, grabbed hands, and started singing and swaying in one accord.
As you can see, our little "love-overflowith" daughter is adoring her music.brother.life and must grit her teeth and squeeze her OWN ear (and not her brother's...or she'd drive him straight off stage and back to his dressing room) to calm her little passion nerves down.