Donut Shoes

I was having trouble coming up with posting material. The kids are bored, we are busy with back-to-school stuff, and an evil friend of mine introduced me to Facebook, so I've been rather, well, preoccupied.

Here's me giving it my best shot.

H started tackle football conditioning. I've never heard him so quiet, so tired, so co-operative, or eating SOOOO much. Conditioning is kicking his butt. He was disappointed that boys had to weigh less than 90 lbs to be quarterback, since he weighs 94 lbs, but was consoled by the fact that he gets a chance at being a running back.



I told E that we were going to go " run some errands " last week, to which she protested loudly "I don't want to go to Aaron's!!!" Though I laughed at the time, we don't know an Aaron, so I'm not sure how she put that one together.

She also has an imaginary friend now named Alex. We don't know any Alex's, but she kept talking to what I assumed was a him. With some prodding, she explained that Alex has brown hair and brown eyes and is a lion. ( This from the movie Madagascar, but we haven't seen it in like 6 months, so she's got quite a memory if it's the same Alex.)

A neighbor girl gave us some hand-me-downs this week, and among them was a pair of white patent leather shoes with tiny black polka dots. E kept calling them "Donut Shoes". I couldn't figure this one out until Howie pointed out that they look like the white frosted donuts he brings home sometimes that have sprinkles on them.


And on a final note, we have been trying desperatly to get M to keep his voice down in the car. ( All three kids, really, but mostly M ). His first grade teacher was big on conservation and recycling this year, so he has been concerned as well. So we told him that the louder he was in the car, the more gas the car used up. ( Howie invented this great theory that the more sound waves bouncing around in the car, the faster that the gasoline evaporated, or something like that.) Anyhow, it must of made sense to his 7 year old brain, he's been soooooo quiet in the car. We really think we need to work on getting that theory published.

Paybacks..the post where I feel better because Howie had to deal with it all...

In reference to my last post about camping, though this time we weren't really camping...

Today at 2:00 M and H went to a birthday party of a little boy in the neighborhood... I was not there, I had to leave for work at 2:15.. I don't know what was served there to eat, and there is no way I could have been responsible for what M ate, because, well, I was at work.

At 5:30 Howie called me to see if maybe he should go check up on the boys, because they weren't back from the party. ( They rode their bikes. ) Umm, duh.

At 6:30 all 4 went to another party across the street. Remember, I was at work, I was not responsible for what my kids had to eat. That, unfortunately, was Howie's responsibility tonight.

At 9:30 M threw up all over the neighbor's lawn.

Guess who had to clean it up this time?

Tournament Game

Here's a couple of pics of H's last baseball tournament game.

Cedar Point

We went to Cedar Point last Sunday. I always joke that one of the reasons I married Howie is because I know he will never make me go on a roller coaster, he hates them as much as I do. Regardless, I don't think it's fair to deprive my kids of the experiece just because I am a huge chicken. So we went, and took Grandma and Grandpa, who both love roller coasters. So we thought it work out well. We were wrong. The boys first rode on the Blue Streak and they were done. They were big and tough to start out with, but quicky turned into scardy-cats like their parents. So that left us with Camp Snoopy and the Train Ride. Even E was hesitant at first to go on the kiddy rides, though you can see below she warmed up after a while.

This pic of my Dad is paybacks for some terrible ones of me he took on the kiddie swings with E.


All 4 waiting to go on the Blue Streak.



E on the kiddie motorcyles.

Happy 4th Birthday !!

So her birthday's not til Wednesday, but we celebrated today. Only a couple of near catastrophes, and everything went almost as planned. The cake ( see below ) was ridiculously time consuming from the get-go, and about half way into baking it,
( which took 4 and a half hours ) she decided that she wanted a Little Mermaid cake. We don't have a Little Mermaid Barbie, it was 9pm Saturday night, and all the decorations for the party were Cinderella. Little Mermaid wasn't happening. I showed her a few pics of cakes like hers online and she seemed OK with it after a while.




We bought her present back in December. A yellow,ride-on Corvette that we found at Big Lots while we were out Christmas shopping. It has sat in it's box until Saturday. Howie assembled it last night in the basement and charged it overnight. This morning he went to check on it and found that not only would it not charge, it had a big crack in the quarter panel. ( That will teach me to shop at Big Lots). So we were hours away from her party with no gift, not sure if Big Lots would even return our money 7 months after we purchased it, and even if we could get a refund and get somewhere to buy something else, these ride on cars take 18 hours to charge up the first time.

Thankfully, we had the receipt, and Big Lots promised to refund our money. We found a Barbie Jeep at Toys R Us ( though not the screaming deal we got on the Corvette ), and we got it together and charged long enough for her to take a couple of laps. Personally I think it was a bigger hit, because it's pink. And of course pink trumps yellow when your a 4 year old girl.

Happy 4th of July

This was the best pic of the three of them I could get. Thursday night we watched the city fireworks from a neighbors backyard. We were home by 11:00.

M, as depicted below, has been working on a loose tooth since school was practically out. He wouldn't let Howie or I touch it to yank it out. He's too smart for us. So our neighbor asked if he could see it to "dry it off". M opened right up for him, and pop, out it came no problem. M was a little stunned. Our neighbor was also kind enough to inform M that the tooth fairy now brings 5 dollar bills for front teeth. Thank you, Mr. Fonatana. Can you picture me, at 3 o'clock in the morning, trying to find this baby tooth under his pillow, replace it with $5, and not wake up either he, or his brother, because they both insist on sleeping in the same twin bed?





Parent's magazine ran a photo contest to compete for one of their covers. Of course I think that MY daughter should be the winner. ( Out of 84,000 some odd entries, I'm not holding my breath ) So anyhow, here's one of the shots I entered.

WE SOLD THE HOUSE

WE SOLD THE HOUSE. WE SOLD THE HOUSE. WE SOLD THE HOUSE. WE SOLD THE HOUSE. WE SOLD THE HOUSE. WE SOLD THE HOUSE.


* WE SOLD THE HOUSE