10/20/2018 0 Comments Fall escapadesWe've had some pretty epic fall weather this year. On a blissfully warm day we decided to have one of the last hikes in sandals of the year. It was deliciously warm but the leaves had started to change color and fall and the air had that perfect fall smell.
There are gorgeous hiking trails along the river just a few minutes from our house. I tried to get the Instagram worthy pictures of the kids running through the leaves holding hands but I only managed to capture them shoving each other or throwing walnuts. But we climbed trees, threw walnuts into the river and collected treasures. Mostly snails. Lots and lots and lots of snails. As the two oldest ran ahead collecting, Harper was quickly walking behind me. When I turned around to check on her I saw her putting on lip chap. That was gray. And moving. Yep. She was using the snail as lip chap. Rubbing her lips together and telling me she was pretty. At one point part of snail literally moved on her lip. As quickly as I could take the snail away from her she would find another. These are the days. The days of fall adventures, crunchy leaves, lots of laughter. And snail lipchap.
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10/1/2018 0 Comments school open houseGuys. I've become that mom (okay so I was already that mom). But I am that mom that provides entertainment by her 3 crazy children at school functions.
My kids had a school open house a few weeks ago. It was a BBQ before hand and then a chance to meet the teacher and see their classrooms. I had somewhere to be that night so thought I'd ''supermom'' it by taking all 3 by myself so they were fed for Reuben. Cause you know, what could possibly go wrong. I arrived nice and on time. Brought my kids to the food table and got them all a hot dog. Sat my kids down on the steps, thinking that it would make eating easier. And then of course Shiloh needed mustard. The table was literally 6 feet away from me so I asked Jackson to keep Harper on the steps while I threw on some condiments. Come back to Harper gone, Jackson spitting his hot dog everywhere and Shiloh had peed herself. Guys, I had been there less than 5 minutes. Luckily Harper was just hiding in the roped off garden, Jackson gagged on his hot dog and realized spitting with food in his mouth doesn't always work well and Shiloh spilt ketchup on her dress. Successful dinner! We migrated (read stampeded) inside to see the kids classrooms. Shiloh's class was first on the list. She proudly showed me her name on the door and the adorable artwork that was left on each of their tables. Her very sweet and softspoken teachers made small talk with us. And then... release the kracken. Harper went bananas hyper. I was helping Shiloh find her paper when I heard water splash and watch Harper dump the water table full of their fake sea life all over the flower. As I frantically tried to clean it up, she ran and whipped every paper off the tables, through all the books out of the shelf and whipped all the shoes out of almost every cubby. In like 20 seconds. She has Olympic dreams apparently. As I embarassingly attempted to clean up everything, anything, I heard Jackson laughing hysterically because Harper, oh sweet sweet Harper, had stripped completely. Diaper and all. Thank goodness there were no other parents in the room, just two mortified teachers. I threw Harper in her clothes while she started to tantrum, carried her football style into Jackson's room and did NOT put her back down. We left his class after 10 seconds, poor kid. I marched out with my half naked tantruming not quite toddler, 4 year old covered in ketchup and pee and Jackson saying hello to every person we passed because he's insanely extroverted. We are that family. *sigh* 10/1/2018 0 Comments Feline anticsSo. We got a cat.
I know, I know. We have enough crazy to last us a life time. Ok so here's the secret/confession. It was a total parenting bribe. I gave my daughter a cat as a bribe. Shiloh has a wonderful room with a somewhat crazy sister who she loves. Literally across the hall from us. Which means there should be absolutely no reason at all that she should come into our bed multiple times. A night. And she's a snuggler-breath on your face- need all her limbs all around you kid. And she was turning 4. 4 long sleepless years. And don't get me wrong I love that kid so much I cry. But I do not co sleep by choice. So we told Shiloh she could have a cat if she started sleeping in her own room so that the cat could eventually sleep in her room with her. Bribery at it's finest. And I say with a lot of pride, it bloody worked! She has come out maybe a few times in a little over a month. Give me 6 insanely crazy kittens if it means I get to sleep sans children! We struggled with a name. Shiloh names every darn thing Bella. We have multiple dolls, stuffed animals, barbies, crayons and toothbrushes named Bella. And a couple of imaginary friends. I tried throwing out a few different options for Shiloh.. You know, good cat names. Echo, Mowgli, Rajah. Add a couple of names for a good laugh... Doris, Ethel. Edna. Edna. which is apparently the most beautiful name for a cat. Just beautiful. So we welcomed Edna to our wonderful family. She is as mental as everyone else in the family and fits right in. It's perfect. |
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