Riley's recital was weeks ago, but we only just recently figured out how to get it onto the computer.
Congratulations girlie!!!
Monday, March 28, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Lunch
Nothing hits the spot like a McDonalds Angus Mushroom and Swiss burger, fries, and a diet coke.
Not that there's anything wrong with a dragonesque figure!
Not that there's anything wrong with a dragonesque figure!
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Cake Party
Last night I hosted the second biannual CAKE PARTY at my house. I had about 18 people RSVP, but thankfully only about 13 showed up. In two years, when I get around to it again, hopefully my house will be bigger.
The first time we did this, we played mostly with frosting, marshmallows, and sugar. This time we did a lot more with fondant.
Mindy may kill me for puttng her picture on my blog, but her cake turned out really cute and this is the only piture I took of it.
The picture doesn't do the color justice. It was the prettiest purple!
This is what it looked like when I woke up this morning. Needless to say, my two-year-old was up before me.
The first time we did this, we played mostly with frosting, marshmallows, and sugar. This time we did a lot more with fondant.
Mindy may kill me for puttng her picture on my blog, but her cake turned out really cute and this is the only piture I took of it.
The hamburger was made with a combination of cookies, frosting, and fondant, the fries and shake are all fondant except for the chocolate shake, which is frosting. It's her sons birthday today so she made it for him.
I did a fondant demo to show how it is used and made this little number here.
The picture doesn't do the color justice. It was the prettiest purple!
This is what it looked like when I woke up this morning. Needless to say, my two-year-old was up before me.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Gun Control
The other day Steve and I were reading a Facebook discussion that began when a school teacher posted that her children would NEVER be allowed to play with toy guns and that she would NEVER own a gun.
We laughed at the young parents who seemed to think that keeping toy guns out of the hands of their children would somehow keep their children from play shooting, play killing, and being agressive.
Children that do not have toy guns will use ANYTHING as a gun. Children play kill each other because they are using their imagination, they do not fully comprehend death. Children hit because they are children, not because they play with toy guns (not even sure how there was an argument for that in the first place).
All that being said, it was more funny than shocking when my 2 year old came into the living room this afternoon with this.
How does this work?
Where is the trigger?
I think I got it!
Stick 'em up!!!
If you don't find this at least amusing, your children are not old enough yet.
We laughed at the young parents who seemed to think that keeping toy guns out of the hands of their children would somehow keep their children from play shooting, play killing, and being agressive.
Children that do not have toy guns will use ANYTHING as a gun. Children play kill each other because they are using their imagination, they do not fully comprehend death. Children hit because they are children, not because they play with toy guns (not even sure how there was an argument for that in the first place).
All that being said, it was more funny than shocking when my 2 year old came into the living room this afternoon with this.
How does this work?
Where is the trigger?
I think I got it!
Stick 'em up!!!
If you don't find this at least amusing, your children are not old enough yet.Sunday, February 20, 2011
Priceless
The past few weeks have been an endless cycle of sickness in our house.
It began with Riley and a minor fevor, then Stevie threw up at school, then Natalie, then Emma. To "end" it all, Steve even spent a day at home sick. I thought it was over.
It wasn't.
Then Stevie got sick in the middle of the night, all over his room. Then it went through all the kids again. I thought it was over.
It wasn't.
Natalie woke up yesterday with an earache so we had to go to the doctor and take care of that.
I think we're over it all now. Cross your fingers for us please.
So the last three weeks, my life has been pee(bedwetting), poo, and throw up. This account may turn off a lot of people to the joys of parenting, and it is pretty gross, but then you come upon a scene like this...
...and it's all worth it.
It began with Riley and a minor fevor, then Stevie threw up at school, then Natalie, then Emma. To "end" it all, Steve even spent a day at home sick. I thought it was over.
It wasn't.
Then Stevie got sick in the middle of the night, all over his room. Then it went through all the kids again. I thought it was over.
It wasn't.
Natalie woke up yesterday with an earache so we had to go to the doctor and take care of that.
I think we're over it all now. Cross your fingers for us please.
So the last three weeks, my life has been pee(bedwetting), poo, and throw up. This account may turn off a lot of people to the joys of parenting, and it is pretty gross, but then you come upon a scene like this...
...and it's all worth it.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
DEMOTED
It's over.
I am no longer the Primary Chorister.
This may seem insignifigant to most, but I have been in this calling for a very long time. Since I was called as the chorister...
...Stevie became a sunbeam
...Natalie was born
...Emma was born
...Riley became a sunbeam
...Stevie started school
...Steve has had 3 different jobs
...I started my etsy shop
...I learned to make cakes
...I started my cake "business"
...Natalie was diagnosed with diabetes
...Stevie was baptized
In all, I have been the chorister for over half of my marriage. So if I seem a bit attached, now you know why. I love the calling, I love the kids, I love the music, I love Primary.
Now I have to go babysit the singles. Aren't they supposed to be adults now? Please pardon my attitude. I just left the best calling in the church. Nothing will compare...ever.
I am no longer the Primary Chorister.
This may seem insignifigant to most, but I have been in this calling for a very long time. Since I was called as the chorister...
...Stevie became a sunbeam
...Natalie was born
...Emma was born
...Riley became a sunbeam
...Stevie started school
...Steve has had 3 different jobs
...I started my etsy shop
...I learned to make cakes
...I started my cake "business"
...Natalie was diagnosed with diabetes
...Stevie was baptized
In all, I have been the chorister for over half of my marriage. So if I seem a bit attached, now you know why. I love the calling, I love the kids, I love the music, I love Primary.
Now I have to go babysit the singles. Aren't they supposed to be adults now? Please pardon my attitude. I just left the best calling in the church. Nothing will compare...ever.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Hey Everybody...
It's FAMILY NIGHT!!!
My kids think I'm such a dork. I grew up memorizing the entire "I'm a Mormon" album. It features such musical gems as "When I grow up I want to be a Mother", "Grandma and Grandpa are Going Away on a Mission", and my personal favorite, "I am Learing How to Spell".
One of the classics that always comes to mind on Monday evenings is the never outdated "Hey Everybody, It's Family Night". I sing this as my children gather in the living room to have our version of family night. My arrangement includes the timeless disco interlude which I do in my best beat-box voice. It is met with several pairs of rolling eyes and Stevie's "Moooooom!" (not to be pronounced moom). Although a wonderful work of musical literature, I think the lyrics need a little updating. Just a brief example, the first lines go like so.
Hey everybody it's family night,
you better take the phone off the hook.
C'mon everybody it's family night,
I've already got the family night book.
I think we are in need of more relevant lyrics. How about this.
Hey everybody it's FHE,
Put your phone on silent and text no more.
C'mon everybody it's FHE
I've googled a lesson, treats, and...game.
Ok, I'm no poet. If you have a better idea, let's hear it!
Anyway, this blog has gotten off onto a bit of a tangent. I meant to show the best I could come up with for an FHE in the 5 seconds I had to "plan" it.
Tonight our lesson/activity was to see how many ways and how many kids could pile on Steve before they toppled over. It was very spiritual and I really think they learned a valuable lesson. It also yielded some fun pictures.
My kids think I'm such a dork. I grew up memorizing the entire "I'm a Mormon" album. It features such musical gems as "When I grow up I want to be a Mother", "Grandma and Grandpa are Going Away on a Mission", and my personal favorite, "I am Learing How to Spell".
One of the classics that always comes to mind on Monday evenings is the never outdated "Hey Everybody, It's Family Night". I sing this as my children gather in the living room to have our version of family night. My arrangement includes the timeless disco interlude which I do in my best beat-box voice. It is met with several pairs of rolling eyes and Stevie's "Moooooom!" (not to be pronounced moom). Although a wonderful work of musical literature, I think the lyrics need a little updating. Just a brief example, the first lines go like so.
Hey everybody it's family night,
you better take the phone off the hook.
C'mon everybody it's family night,
I've already got the family night book.
I think we are in need of more relevant lyrics. How about this.
Hey everybody it's FHE,
Put your phone on silent and text no more.
C'mon everybody it's FHE
I've googled a lesson, treats, and...game.
Ok, I'm no poet. If you have a better idea, let's hear it!
Anyway, this blog has gotten off onto a bit of a tangent. I meant to show the best I could come up with for an FHE in the 5 seconds I had to "plan" it.
Tonight our lesson/activity was to see how many ways and how many kids could pile on Steve before they toppled over. It was very spiritual and I really think they learned a valuable lesson. It also yielded some fun pictures.
The ever-so-popular commercials that the Church plays on the radio here say that it doesn't matter what you talk about with your kids, as long as you talk. Well, I would submit that it doesn't matter what you FHE about, as long as you FHE.
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