Friday, October 30, 2009
Evidently, that's what you call it when you clean out a pumpkin.
Highlight for the girls - sticking their fingers through the nose hole picking Pumpkin Boogies...
Which led me to ...
start singing "Pumpkin Boogies!" (to the tune of Jungle Boogie, obvs.) ...
Which quickly deteriorated into ...
Pumpkin Bootie as my girls marched off to their bath.
Pumpkin nose picking, songs about booties ....
having all girls sure is precious, I tell ya. :)
Monday, October 26, 2009
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
I "over-cheese" when I'm cooking.
I have become re-obsessed with Hayseed Dixie. Especially the bluegrass version of Walk This Way.
Secretly, I'm glad our GNO discussion last night did not revolve around our kids' bowel movements. Like last time.
I suffer from Judgy Mom Syndrome when I am out late getting groceries and see tons of little kids running around. One of these days I am going to blurt out, "PUT THOSE KIDS TO BED!" or something equally harsh and judgmental.
I .... do not enjoy fall festivals, anymore. What do you call a halloween-scrooge, I wonder?
Monday, October 19, 2009
Saturday, October 17, 2009
I've lost count how many people have asked me why I did not go.
Seriously? Like I would boycott something as wonderful as that?
I always forget when it is. And it's more fun to go with a group. But the main reason was that I've never done it before, and the first time I go I want to go with my Mom.
People find it shocking that we don't "think pink" every waking minute. For a long time, I pretended like I never thought about the fact my mom has cancer. When we got so much bad news all the time, it was so much less complicated to say, "she's okay!" and change the subject.
This would actually be the first year that the race would seem like the celebration it's supposed to be, and not a huge reminder of what we're facing.
Yeah, so we weren't in Little Rock this weekend.
But, every day she gets up and goes to work, stays out late at my sisters' ballgames, teaches Sunday school ... all after a round of chemo, I promise you she's racing.
Friday, October 16, 2009
Sophie picked hers up and a little piece fell out in her hand.
She says (sincerely), "Ooooooooh, a little hamburger baby! Look, Mommy, my taco had a little baby."
Maddie, with a mouth full of taco, says, "So .... what? It just popped out?"
Sophie turns and says, "Mads, you need to learn that babies don't pop out. This sweet baby was born."
And then she ate it.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Food sticks to it like glue.
Tonight we were eating chili, looked up ...
and she had a frito stuck to her lip.
Right above her lip, actually. Like a little frito mustache.
She... was oblivious.
Stinking broken camera. :(
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
I'd put the kids to bed, grabbed my grocery list, and now there I was.
Lookin' at the toothpaste.
And then ...
my pupils dilated
my body went numb
and I found myself on the Christmas aisle.
Didn't seem to matter that what they had out was hideous and tacky. (no offense Wal-mart Christmas decoration designers)
It just sucks me in. Can't explain it.
I was this close to buying a Disney princess commemorative ornament.