Monday, November 25, 2013

Turkey's!

In primary yesterday a little girl in my class said that they were going to kill their turkey, that they were going to go out and shoot it! That's not how we roll around these parts. Instead, we use cookies, chocolate and candy for our turkey.

 

What good is a turkey without a body? Nothing like a little frosting, a nutter butter cookie and a Reese's to fix that little problem.
 

We don't want the poor little guy to feel naked, so you must add feathers with toothpicks and mike and ikes. Just in case you ever think to put mike and ikes on to a toothpick; either get heavy duty toothpicks or just don't do it! Trust me, trying to shove those sticky little candies on to a cheap toothpick results in a lot of broken wood inside some candy and some sore finger tips from trying to wiggle them on without breaking the said 'pick.
 

Then you can add a cute little face with mini Reese's pieces. I'm glad we have so many leftovers of those because they are going to make for some good eating whilst small children are in bed or at school!

 

Let's not forget to take a picture of the fat little baby that is happily sitting in his booster seat eating whatever candy or cookie anyone wants to feed him. We found out tonight that he loves nutter butter cookies and mini Reese's pieces and mike and ikes. Who knew?!

 

This is for sure my favorite picture of our whole evening. I love that little B is so happy to represent team T! Our little turkey's didn't turn out as cute or self standing as I thought they would. But it was still fun to make them and not have to kill them and pluck the feathers off! 

HAPPY THANKSGIVING Y'ALL!!!




And the award for worst mom of the year goes to...

Me. Yes ladies and gentlemen, I haven't been able to come up with a speech yet, but let me explain why there was no competition when it comes to this dreaded award. As we all know I do not have a green thumb. It's so bad that it seems when I walk past any plant or flower or tree, you get the idea, in any store, they seem to wilt a little. About a month ago our landlord had the grass guys come and plant seed. I was a little confused as to why he was planting the seed right before winter. When the temperatures at night can get to freezing or below. I didn't question his madness and smiled at the creepy grass guys when they looked through the window. Actually I didn't smile, I tried to hide behind the wall so they wouldn't see me. Anyway, I have never tended to freshly planted grass seed, I didn't know that I was supposed to be watering it every day for an hour. The landlord came over about a week and a half after it had been planted. He asked if we had been watering it. He wasn't too happy with the no answer he received. So, water it I did. I didn't think it was great that there were puddles of water after being watered for so long. I thought that it would drown the seeds. He called about 3 days later to see how the watering was going and told us that there shouldn't be puddles. If there are puddles, the seed could get washed away. Oops! He said to only water each area for ten minutes. It went well until the hose started to freeze at night because it's cold now. One morning I went out there and could pick the hose up like a stick. The entire thing was frozen. Needless to say, I didn't water the grass that day. Well, it warmed up, the hose defrosted as so the watering of the grass resumed. You might be wondering why this makes me a horrid mother. Wait for it!
 

Look at this face! What's not to love about it? He's such a good baby. This picture is actually a couple months old. He now has six teeth. Four of which he got at the same time. He weighs 20 pounds. Sleeps like a champ and has started to laugh when K acts crazy. Enter the dreaded account of horrible mothering. On Friday he had woken up from his nap. I gave him a bottle and changed his diaper. He had rolled over to his toys and was playing as I went outside to throw his diaper away and move the stupid water. Keep in mind that it was cold outside so as I walked to move the sprinkler I kept thinking,"this is so stupid! Why not wait until spring to plant grass?!" Anyway I moved the water, got sprayed in the process so then I was really annoyed because I unintentionally ran through the sprinkler when it was 50 degrees outside. Anyway, I get to the house and start taking of the muddy shoes before I go in. I try the door handle and it's locked! I remained calm for about.01 seconds. I don't even remember locking it. All I know is that this cute little baby is on the floor inside the house while I am locked out. I ran around to the front and opened the garage hoping that by some miracle I had left the door to the house unlocked. I already knew I hadn't. I lock all doors as soon as I am inside the house. I tried the front door too hoping that M and K had unlocked it for some reason before they went to school. It was locked too. I was totally locked out and the baby was inside all alone. B has a key to the front door on his keys, but he was at work. I had no phone, all of our neighbors work during the day. I thought to myself, "stay calm. What do you need to do?" A name popped into my head. There is a family in our ward that lives in the same community that we do. They live up the hill and around the corner. I was wearing B's yard shoes that are about seven sizes too big, but I took off running. I don't think I have ever run so hard and fast in my whole life. Truly, if I had run like that in high school I could have been #1 in the country if not the world! I made it to their house in lightning speed. I had prayed first that Heavenly Father would keep my baby safe. Then I prayed that she would be home. She home school's her boys and she told me that they like to be done by lunch time so they can eat with her husband when he comes home for lunch. I prayed and prayed that today would be a normal day for them and that they would be getting ready for lunch. As I rounded the corner, I saw their car in their driveway. Tender mercy! I got to their house and pounded on their door. When she answered I was breathing so hard that it feels like it took me close to a minute to tell her what was going on. Through huge gasps of air and the tears that had caught up with me I told her what had happened and asked if she could drive me to the hospital to get the key from B. She is an angel and an answer to my prayers. She told her boys to get in the car and she dashed us to the hospital. It's a seven minute drive but it felt longer than that. I don't know where the O.R's are at in the hospital. I didn't know where to go. I just ran into the first door. I'm sure the lady thought I was having a heart attack. I told her that I needed to find my husband. That he was doing surgeries. She sent me down the hall to another desk. I told the lady there that I had locked my baby in the house and needed to get a hold of my husband so that I could get his keys. I've never seen the 100 year old ladies that work at the desks at a hospital move so fast. She was on the phone and talking to B almost before I finished telling her his name. He told me to stay where I was and he would bring the keys to me. I don't know how long I stood there, maybe a minute, but I felt like he was never going to come. I just kept thinking of our sad little baby that was undoubtedly crying alone on the floor wondering why no one was picking him up and loving him. I saw B running down the hall, I ran and got the keys from him. When Jess had dropped me off at the hospital she told me that she was going to go to our house and see how the baby was doing. I hadn't even thought to ask B where he had parked, thankfully his car was right outside the doors. Another tender mercy! I zoomed home and prayed for no cops along the way. As I pulled into the driveway, Jess's boy's were walking across the driveway. I asked if he was freaking out. One of them said yes and the other one said,"No, he's just laying there motionless." Jess heard him say that and said,"He's fine, he's sleeping." As soon as I put the key in the door I heard him start to cry. It took me a minute to get the door opened in my frazzled state. I finally got in and ran and scooped him up. His cry was truly heartbreaking. He looked at me and just kept touching my face over and over as he cried. Jess gathered her boys and as she left she said that her oldest had said to her as they drove back to our house,"That baby's going to be fine. I said a prayer for him." When he said that her youngest said,"I want to say a prayer for him too!" I said thank you and even held it together until the door was shut. I cried and cried and cried after she had left. She and her boys really were an answer to my prayers on Friday. How do you thank some one adequately when you feel like they were your guardian angels for the day? You can't. When I told her thank you I felt so lame because I felt like what she had done to help me deserved so much more that a thank you. I am so thankful that little B was safe. That even though Heavenly Father controls the entire universe, he knew that there would be a baby that needed help. That he would send angels to sing him to sleep so he wouldn't be alone as he laid on the floor. Needless to say I now carry the spare key on my person and when I go outside to throw a diaper away,(I haven't watered the stupid grass since then. It can die and be replanted next spring. Not to mention the hose is frozen again.), I leave the door standing wide open.  

Friday, November 15, 2013

Turkey disguise

K brought home an assignment this week. Due to the upcoming holiday, all the turkey's are worried that they are going to become someones dinner. So, he had to come up with a disguise for his turkey so he won't get eaten.

This is what he came up with. how awesome is that?! I helped with the design, but he cut it out and glued it all together. If we could have a real live minion in our house, we would. They make all of so happy and they make for a great turkey disguise!

For your information: Due to some research that was wrapped up within the last week we have learned that if a pair of underwear is dropped in a flushing toilet at the exact right moment, it flushes down without causing the toilet to become clogged. Don't ask how we did the research, but I bet you can guess who was in charge of the study!

Let's have mexican

What do you get when you lay a baby down on a blanket to have a bottle and go to the kitchen to put dinner in the crock pot? You get a baby burrito!

He had finished his bottle and then started to roll around. He had held on to one of the sides of the blanket as he rolled. He was very content inside his little shell and when I unwrapped him, he held tight to the edge of the blanket. When I picked him up he squawked at me and lunged towards the blanket. I guess next time I'll just leave him wrapped up and finish dinner without a baby in my arms!

Ok, that's odd.

Two nights ago I was thinking that M and K had been going to bed so well lately. It truly filled my heart with so much happiness and joy. I didn't dare say anything about them going to bed good out loud. I figure that's like saying that you hope to never be called as a primary teacher at church. If you say it out loud, you'll for sure get that calling. So, I didn't want them going to bed good to change so I kept my joy to myself. I guess I shouldn't have even thought it. Last night did not go so smoothly. B had a scouting thing so I was on my own for the bedtime routine. I had them all tucked in snug like bugs in rugs and had gone downstairs. I knew they weren't sleeping when I heard the awful sound of little feet jumping. I take it as a personal attack when my personal time at night is interrupted. There's no starting to get annoyed, as soon as I know they aren't sleeping, I'm already bugged and have to remind myself to stay calm and ignore them. I listened to the little feet landing on the floor upstairs over and over and over. I felt like it went on forever, when it actually was probably only ten or fifteen minutes. Which, if you're interested is far too long to hear jumping above ones head. Anyway, the jumping stopped and the blessed quiet that comes from sleeping children ensued. The time from when all the kiddos are sleeping and us going to bed always seems to fly by. All too soon it was time to check on them and go to bed. When we walked into K's room I noticed his closet door was open. I cannot stand when a closet door is open, unless of course you're getting something out of it. But once you have retrieved the item, the door should be closed! Everyone that lives in this house knows that. Just thinking about leaving the closet door open gives me a little bit of anxiety. When I saw his closet door standing open I knew something was amuck. Then I saw the hanger hanging on a knob on his dresser. B made it to K's bed before I did and started to laugh. I looked up and asked what was funny. he pointed to K and this is what we saw.

 That would explain all the jumping I heard. His life jacket was hanging in his closet, so he had to jump over and over to get it down. I don't know why he didn't just get a stool, but whatever. This is one of the times that I wanted to be in his head so bad! I want to know what he was thinking and playing. I also want to know what made him so tired that he laid down with his life jacket on and fell asleep. I asked him this morning why he had slept with his life jacket on. He got a huge smile on his face and just shrugged his shoulders. The smile made me want to be in his head even more to find out why. M sleeps in leotard's and socks and K sleeps in life jackets. As long as they sleep, I truly don't care what they wear!

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Family pictures

As we all know I am less than computer savvy. I had to scan the pictures into the computer since the lovely but way over priced photographer didn't let me have a cd with the pictures on them. Anyway, I apologize that they are so small. 
 This is at a local farm. It's awesome because there is an orchard there along with the animals and this beautiful rock quarry. It truly is beautiful and we all loved it there. We really wanted fall colors in our pictures, but this quarry was so beautiful that we didn't mind that much.

I love these three little people so much. Sometimes they make me want to yank my hair out, but mostly I just get to love them. How lucky am I?!

I know I know I already put a picture of them on here, but I think they're so cute that I had to put on another one!

She totally loves her daddy! He paints her fingernails and toenails. She only likes him to check her homework. (That may be because I have looked at it and more than once had to tell her that I honestly don't have any idea how to do whatever it is she's doing, so go ask daddy!) She likes him to tuck her into bed first and then I can come in. She wants to sit by him at night when we read scriptures and loves when we play games if he will let her be on his team.

Look at my cute boys! The photographer didn't have this one in the edited ones that she was letting us choose from. But I asked if she still had it. She said,"Well, yeah, but he's like totally squeezing your head off." I told her that's how we roll at our house and asked if we could see it. I loved it when she took the picture and when I see it, it makes me smile real big!  I told her that's how K is when he stands next to me. B told her that is totally normal for him when he hugs me. She looked at us weird when I said that I wanted a copy of this one. This little 4x6 was totally worth every penny! I love my boys so much! I love M too, but a little boy needs his mom like a little girl needs her dad. I feel like our little kids aren't going to be little for very much longer and so of course I want pictures of them exactly the way that they are so that I can remember things like how he tries to strangle me with every hug!  

Halloween

We are so happy that we live in a neighborhood! We were able to go trick-or-treating with a few families from our ward. We love that it gets chilly here! We(when I say we, I mean me and the baby only!) took jackets and actually used them whilst we were out and about. Having little kids is also great because we only had to go for an hour and a half and then they were done!

We love to get costumes for the next year at Target after Halloween. The Mater costume was $1.20 the chicken was $1and the vampire dress was $2. That way when they go through the costume box and decide they don't want to wear the Buzz Lightyear costume the we bought for $2, we don't care. They can wear whatever fits them and makes them happy. K wore the Mater costume last year. We went to a Halloween party for B's work. K was a policeman there. He was Buzz Lightyear at the ward trunk or treat and clearly he was Mater for the main event! It drives M totally crazy that K won't wear the costume that we bought for the year. She feels like once you make a choice on a costume, you need to be loyal! If we had paid full price I would agree.

This is a few of the chicken from the top. The eyeball looks kind of freaky, but the chicken bum is so cute! It's poofy anyway, but add a little diaper bum to it and it makes it really poofy! I wish that he could walk because I imagine that if he were to walk, the tail would shake and that would be awesome to watch! Trick or treating was fun except that there wasn't a whole lot of good candy handed out. When I say good of course I mean chocolate. They got a whole ton of smarties which are totally disgusting and should only be given to prisoners that have committed the most offensive crimes. They are for sure more of a punishment than a treat. They got a lot of sweet tarts and pixy stix both of which are nasty! Truly it's a tender mercy that they didn't get a lot of chocolate because heaven knows that I would eat it while they were at school or sleeping at night or for breakfast or while I was making dinner or anytime I walked past the cupboard, you get the idea!

Baby in a pumpkin

We totally stole this idea from Brent James and Sandra. They put their baby in a pumpkin last year. When we saw the picture, we knew that we would do the same thing this year. In my head I thought that we would carve out the leg holes, stick him in and be able to get him to smile his big smile that he does so well. He had other plans of course.

We tried doing it at the wrong time of day. This was right before dinner. He is the most smiley right after a nap. Right before dinner is not right after a nap. This is when he gets really sleepy. So he was not going to smile. The look on his face is probably because he was wondering why we were acting like idiots. We were trying really hard to get him to smile. Instead of smiling he just looks concerned.

After we had tried for close to five minutes to get him to smile, he got tired of us and decided to eat the pumpkin instead. He has tried pumpkin before and really like it. But, he's never had it raw. He gnawed some off and then

Sat and chewed it not really knowing what to think of it. We tried putting him in the pumpkin the next morning too. But, it had sat outside all night and was quite chilly. So, when we put him inside he took short little gasps of air because the pumpkin was cold. As you can imagine, there was no smile that morning either. But he must not have minded the raw pumpkin from the night before, because he ate it again in the morning. Clearly there is no picture with him smiling, but him eating the pumpkin is almost as cute!

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