Thursday, June 30, 2011

Had me laughing so hard

You've probably all seen these photos already, but up until yesterday I had not. Sounds bad but it isn't.  Just a little messed up.
Oh man I was laughing hysterically. 
Like snorting and wheezing and tears. 
I love it when that happens. 
My husband thought it was dumb.
I can't help my sense of humor. 
Something about them just got to me. 
Here are a few of my favorites. - Dad? - Dad? - Dad? - Dad? - Dad? - Dad?

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

My Morning Went Exactly Like This

6:00am Bliiiiiing* snooze Bliiiiiing* snooze Bliiiiiiing* snooze Bliiiiiiiiing*
6:20am I roll out of bed
6:25amGentry and Daddy still sleeping.
Mommy doing mommy things
Isaak still half naked goes in and wakes Gentry up with a whack
to the face with his Woody doll.
6:27am Gentry: “MOOOOOOM, Isaak is in here messing with me.”
Isaak: “No I isn’t, I just waking G up”
Mommy: “Isaak please go in your room and get dressed.”
6:45am Daddy is finally up and proceeds to wake a slumbering Gentry.
             Gentry: But I just wanna sleep all day. I don’t wanna get up. UGH!
             Why do you MAKE me get up?!?!?”
             (If this is age 5, I silently wonder what 15 will be like!)
             Mommy: From the bathroom, “Gentry the attitude needs to stop.”
             Gentry: “But MOM, Isaak is in MY ROOM AGAIN!
             Daddy: “Isaak please get back in your room and get dressed.”
             I go in to assist.
6:55am Everyone is finally dressed.
            (Long sleeves and rain boots maybe, but dressed none the less)
Shoes on. Except Gentry who can’t decide which shoes
he wants to wear today.
            Mommy: “Boys, you need to come brush your teeth.”
Isaak shows up first. “I wanna do it by myself.”
Mommy: “I would like to help you just a little.”
Isaak fusses some more and we finally get his teeth brushed.
Gentry shows up, still with no shoes on.
Mommy: “Where are your shoes, Gentry?”
Gentry: “But I don’t know which ones to wear.” Half whining.
Mommy: “You have two choices. Pick one.”
He brushes his teeth and goes to find shoes to wear.
Daddy fixes something quick for breakfast and turns a show on.
Juice boxes are sucked dry in 20 seconds.
Requests for more ring about the kitchen.
Those requests are quieted. (Because they will eat breakfast again at daycare.)
A mesh of Dora singing and George Stephanopoulos questioning
a newly announced presidential candidate about someone
calling her a flake.                                
7:00am Daddy leaves for work. Mommy finishes getting ready.
7:15amMommy: “Gentry please go put Paisley in her kennel.”
Isaak: “But I wanna do it mommy.”
Gentry: “ No, Mommy said I’m gonna do it.”
Mommy: “You can both do it together.”
The dog gets 8 treats (one fell just behind her kennel which is making her crazy)
but at least she is inside.
7:20am I open the garage door. I notice Gentry only has one shoe on.
             Isaak dashes outside. I race after him hollering back to Gentry
             once again to hurry and put on his other shoe.
             I open Isaak’s car door and he quickly hops in the car and
             up to the drivers’ seat.
             Mommy: “Please come get in your seat Isaak.”
             Isaak: “I want to drive today.”
             Mommy: “Isaak we need to go. Please come get in your seat.”
             The pleading continues for a few moments.
             And then I snatch him from the front seat and plop
             him into his car seat.
             He’s mad that he did not get to do it himself.
 Whining and back arching continue.
 I finally get him buckled and he is ticked but secure. Phew!
 I take one of three bags of trash from the garage to the curb.
 The trash man forgot our pick-up on FRIDAY.
 They promise me they will be by today.
 Gentry darts out of the house running as fast as he can
 (testing out the shoes he chose)and skids along the driveway.
 Face first of course.
 I race to him to see if there is blood. There is. One bag of trash will have to do.
 I silently cuss out the trash company and proceed inside to mend his scrapes.
7:33am 2 bandages and an ice pack do the trick and we are all three in the car.
Isaak: “I want to see G. Let me see your owies.”
Gentry: “See right here.” As he points to his bloodied lip.
Isaak: “It skinks in here mommy. Gentry’s owie skinks.”
Mommy: “ His owie does not stink. That is outside Isaak. Please hush.”
7:50am We arrive at daycare.
 Clingy hugs and several sloppy boy kisses later I am finally
 in the car by myself.
A few moments to collect my thoughts for the day.
I’m thankful for my life.
And for coffee.
I can’t wait to do it all again tomorrow.

*my version of an alarm clock, just go with it ok.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Time Away

Recently Ryan and I were able to escape to St. Louis for the weekend.
It was random and relaxing with no schedule and only a few things on our agenda.
We visited the coolest junk shop. 
And zip lined through the forest.
And chased some chickens. 
And ate breakfast and lunch and dinner with no kids. 
It was nice to just spend time together. 
And focus on each other. 
And have fun.
We came back refreshed and thankful.
There is nothing better than a reenergized mom and dad.
I'm a better mom because of it.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

It's Scaawry Mommy!

Lately our Isaak is scared of everything it seems. 
The dark, and thunderstorms and Scooby Doo.
And because we've had "tunderstorms" every night as of late our sleeping quarters have been a bit more scrunched.
As I was putting him to bed last night I told him he needed to stay in his own comfy bed because he wiggles too much and squishes me...
He was quick to promise me he wouldn't wiggle anymore and sleep closer to daddy. 
Not exactly the response I was hoping for. 
But I have a weakness for scared tears. 
And I secretly like him squished right in between us. 
Even if I don't get as much sleep.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Deal of the Day

Phew it's been HOT in these parts. 
But I am not complaining. 
After the winter we had, I am LOVING the heat.

I love that my kids get to play outside every day.
Almost as much as I love finding a good deal.

Thank you to the family that donated this wheel barrow to the junk shop near my home.
I snagged it for 50 cents. The only thing better would have been to find two.
Let the squabbling begin. {Does it EVER end?}

Next on the to-do list. 
A haircut for this scraggly looking little boy. 
Hot Summer Days+Scraggly Hair=Stanky Little Boy

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Grown Up Sno Cones

Do you have a sno cone machine?
If not you NEED to get one. 
Talk about a cheap summer treat. And so very fun. 
Fun to make AND fun to eat.

Do you like coffee?
(pffft what kind of question is that?!?!?!)

Ingredients: Coffee, sugar, sweetened condensed milk

Make a pot of espresso. I love love love my stove top espresso maker
Then mix in lots of sugar. {and some vanilla if you like}
The sweeter the better. 
(Like a cup of espresso to a cup and a fourth of sugar)

Let your espresso cool and pour both mixtures into 
two different squirt bottles of some kind. 
(These are from Wal-Mart for $1.97)

Tilt both bottles into your mouth and squeeze away.
Just kidding. But I was tempted. 

Fill the top with ice. And blend away baby. 
{You could also pour all the ingredients into a 
blender for more of a smoothie consistency}

Put the ice in a cup. 
Pour the coffee/sugar mixture over the ice and top with the sweet milk. 

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Lovely Things

A little bitty bit of smelly goodness. 
I love these mini candles from Bath and Body Works.
This scent especially.

Are words really necessary?!?!? 
I've been looking for caramel sauce like they serve at Starbucks for months. 
You know where you suck up big hunks of velvety caramel in every slurp? 
The kind you buy from the store do not do that. 
Just trust me, ok?
But THIS does. 

Iced Caramel Macchiato. 
Homemade with my Starbucks caramel sauce. 
I will not be sleeping tonight. I think I'm on my third one today.
My pants will also not fit tomorrow.

New p.j. bottoms make me so happy. 
Coral and Yellow and Blue.