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Baby Picture Sundays – Pumpkins!

Debi is doing her Baby Picture Sundays. I’ve missed the last few, but here I am again!

The theme is babies with pumpkins…but I decided to post a picture of my baby as a pumpkin.

Logan

Logan, Halloween 2007

A Book Meme

What a Card tagged me for a meme that I’m loving. I used to read a *lot* of books…nothing too intellectual, but lots of trashy romance, and lots of mystery. Writers who do both – love ’em! Young adult? You betcha. Now? I just can’t seem to find a lot of time. I always have a book that I’m reading, but it definitely takes me quite a while to get through it. An hour a week while waiting for Burke at his speech class just doesn’t cut it. ANYWAY…

Here are the rules:

Grab the nearest book. Open the book to page 56. Find the fifth sentence. Post the text of the next two to five sentences on your blog along with these instructions. Don’t dig for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST. Tag five other people to do the same.

As I’m looking around, I see (like WAC) lots of kids books. And none of them hit 56 pages. Luckily – I just brought my book in from the car and I know it’s on the oven and the closest (longest) book.

Here’s the fifth sentence (and more) from page 56 of Morrigan’s Cross by Nora Roberts:

“Deal with it.” Cian dropped Glenna back on her feet, caught the fist aimed at his face just before it connected. “Do your business,” he told her. “Quietly. Then take off. Keep a lid on the magic. Both of you. King.”

Now, I tag:

  1. Goddess in Progress
  2. Laura at Catholic Teacher Musings
  3. Debi at Who Says 8 is Enough
  4. Cheryl at Twinfactuation
  5. Cat at Juggling Act of Life

Feel free to do it…or not πŸ™‚

Controlled Chaos

I took the kids to their first non-family birthday party yesterday. It was pretty much how I had envisioned it: controlled chaos. Lots of kids, lots of adults, lots of loud. They had a woman who came in to sing with the kids for about an hour. She was okay…no Laurie Berkner or anything, but she mostly captured the kids’ attention. Burke and Maggie hung out in the back with me (and a few other shy-types). They’d swing up to the front to grab a toy and come right back. (The lady’s props included stuffed frogs, stuffed fish, toy tools, little pumpkins, and lots of loud musical instruments.) And she encouraged throwing some of them. The kids had a good time with that πŸ™‚

It turned out that Mike was able to work in the morning and be back in time to watch Logan while I brought Burke and Maggie – but Gio, I have to say that you’re awesome for stepping up πŸ™‚

Some notes from the host that I’m going to keep in the back of my head if we ever attempt a non-family party:

  • Name tags. All of the kids were wearing one and it was a really great way for the adults to know who was who.
  • Home made banana cake. The kids *all* dug into it and it put the moms of peanut allergy kids at ease. Nice!
  • Don’t open the gifts while the kids are there. Ya – I was hoping she wouldn’t, and she didn’t. There was no jealousy over what the boy got, no sadness over having to give the gift up, no boredom having to sit through all that unwrapping. AND…it meant I didn’t have to worry that she’d give one piece of cake for my kids to share because they brought a joint gift. LOL

Who’da Thunk?

My little Haiku story “won” a prize! I can now proudly show off this button:

Thanks Laura πŸ™‚

Randomness:

If you want to see some cute pics of the kids on one of their play dates from the summer, check out Hannah and Sophie’s Mom’s blog.

I’m getting a little bit better at this whole commenting thing…at least it wasn’t WEEKS this time. *grin*

This and That: Mommy, Esq. and What a Card – Sounds like we’ve gotta give Veronica Mars a shot! And Thanks, WAC for the movie…glad we saw it, but it wasn’t nearly as good as the show.

WBW: Cat, yup, it’s a wooden kitchen. Mike’s sister got it for the kids, and I’m not sure where she got it, but the kids *love* to hide in it πŸ™‚ ♦ Cheryl – I suppose I should let you in on my secret *grin* If you pause your video player (I think I was using QuickTime) at the still shot you like, you can usually copy the still and then paste it into a graphics program (Paint Shop Pro is pretty cheap if you don’t have one). I sometimes get my best still shots this way because you don’t have to rely on your camera’s lack of being fast while saving the last picture you shot. The quality of the picture isn’t always that great, but it’s just fine for screen display. ♦ Debi – We’re going to have to get Burke and Will together for a dance-a-thon! LOL

Oh, The Drama: Lori – I know, right! I’m afraid she’s going to be confessing to many things she hasn’t done. On the flip side, she sure knows how to blame her brother … even when he’s no where near πŸ˜‰ ♦ WAC – Ya, I hear that…I’m always so surprised when I hear that my two have helped clean up. Perhaps I need to get a stamp of my own. But then, I guess, I’d have blue all over ALL clothing. ♦ Laura – That’s absolutely okay. My Dad used to draw smiley faces on our noses – with a red felt-tip pen. I have memories of him doing it right before church, but I’m not sure if THAT really happened… ♦ Heather – LOL! Poor Bee…first farting and then chin hickies. She’s going to be one tough little girl πŸ˜‰

Wrong Kid??: Oh man, it’s so good to know that it’s not just me…and that it’s not just my kids who love medicine! Terri – I do that too! And then I get to feeling guilty cuz…what happens if I just gave the healthy kid all the germs?? heh ooops.

FX4: Glenda – having a nanny sounds much more froufie than it really is. (Hmm…that may be a future post.) ♦ Debi – *blush* Thanks πŸ™‚

You’re Telling me?: Debi and Laura – it’s surprisingly good! At least THIS one is (Sweetish Meatballs or something like that). Since it was pretty tasty (although, not any easier than anything else in the crock pot), we picked up a chicken one that not only smelled terrible while it was cooking, it was bad enough that Mike didn’t go back for seconds. And that’s saying something.

You’re Telling Me What To Do?

I’m a HUGE fan of my crock pot. And normally I’ll dump all my own ingredients into it, but Mike picked up a frozen pop-it-in-the-pot bag at the store (he didn’t realize it was for the crock pot at the time), so I put that together one night.

Let me show you the instructions:

There are so many things wrong with this.

First, you’re telling me to wash my hands – twice – after handling your packaging. Is there something wrong with the packaging that means I shouldn’t be handling it? And if so – why the hell am I eating the contents of it?!

Second, why did you not tell me to wash my hands before I even started? You don’t know what I was just doing…I could have been changing a very messy diaper for all you know. If you’re going to tell me at all, shouldn’t this be my first step?

Third, you’re telling me to wash my hands. Uhm. Really? As a tech writer, I have to ponder this. I document pretty complex software…so now I’m thinking perhaps I should add a step that goes something like this:

Step 10: Stand up and walk around your cube. I know that last procedure was a doozy and took a lot of concentration. For your health, we should now take a break.

Although, I’m not sure that it would make it past the editors…

Bad Haiku Yuktoberfest


Laura at Catholic Teacher Musings hosts a Bad Haiku every Friday, but this Friday is Yuktoberfest, so how could I resist? (just keep in mind that it’s SUPPOSED to be bad…even though I couldn’t really make it good if I tried.)

To entertain you:
Halloween, Zimmer Zoo style
in bad Haiku form

Scarier than ghosts,
Crazier than five goblins,
I have three children.

We tried for a theme:
a cheerleader, a football,
a football player.

We thought it’d be great
(It’s much harder than you’d think)
They have their own minds.

Of all the costumes
my little girl can think of,
Maggie’s a princess.

We searched through the store,
Daddy saw it before son,
Burke’s a Fire Man

It wasn’t his choice;
Because it’s Mom’s favorite,
Logan’s a Tiger

Friday’s Foto Finish Fiesta

Candid Carrie sponsors this one – head over to her blog and find LOTS of links for bloggers who’ve joined in! (You can join in too!)

We had such beautiful weather yesterday, and my nanny went home sick, so I got to play out in the yard with the kids! I was lying on my stomach playing with Logan when someone took advantage of the situation. I managed to take a self portrait with my phone:

MommyGym

Maggie's Personal Gym

Wrong Kid??

Last night I actually got to bed early!! Like, 10:45 early. Woo hoo! (I guess that’s what a presidential debate will do for you…)

At what I thought was the wee hours of the night (but was actually only 11:45), I heard some coughing through the monitor – okay, lots of coughing. Two nights ago, this coughing was Burke and I had to wake him up to give him some meds. I hated to wake him up to give him the meds, but hey, a mom has to sleep too! So last night I just automatically assumed that it was Burke again. It SOUNDED like him…

Bleary eyed, I got up and got the meds, went into the twins’ room and again, woke Burke up just enough to shoot some meds into his mouth. . . at which time Maggie coughed. But only a little. With bleary head, I thought, “oh, she’s doing her typical ‘I see meds and I want some, so I’ll fake my little cough’ thing. Little drama queen!” And so went back into my room.

About 10 minutes later I hear more coughing…that sounds a lot less like Burke now. *sigh* Did I give the meds to the wrong kid??

Up again, more meds…go in and say “Maggie, I have medicine for you.” Her eyes pop open – as does her mouth. I shoot the meds into her mouth and hear “MMMM mmmm!” Eyes shut. LOL Perhaps I should try to get her into a Campbell’s Soup commercial…

Oh, The Drama!

When I picked the kids up from preschool last Friday I asked the usual questions. Among them is: “Did you have fun today?” Burke was his usual ‘yippie! School Rocks!’ self, but Maggie was quiet and just shook her head.

I tried to figure out what went on and asked, “Did you get into trouble, Maggie?” A nod yes. Oookay. “What happened? Did the teacher get upset with you?” She wouldn’t answer anything, but just looked at me – a very unhappy kid. I asked if she hurt someone. I got a nod at that. Oookay…”Did you hit someone?” nod. “Did you kick someone?” nod. “Did you bite someone?” nod. Clearly – she hadn’t really hurt anyone; and at around the second ‘did you’ I realized if she HAD hurt someone, the teacher would have mentioned something.

When I dropped the kids off at school today (Monday was a holiday), I asked, “Did Maggie get in trouble last week?” The teacher rolled her eyes and said “Well….” Apparently only 5 of the 15 kids helped pick up the toys on Friday … after having been asked 3 times and warned that they wouldn’t get a stamp on their hand if they didn’t help….and apparently 10 kids were *very* upset that they didn’t get that stamp. LOL If memory serves, Burke had a stamp on Friday! No wonder he is so protective of it – he won’t even let me hold that hand for fear of smudging it.

When I went to pick them up today, they’d all apparently done so well that they had a stamp on each hand AND a sticker! Nice. Go Mrs. Teacher! (As What a Card’s son calls her. heh)

My only complaint about those darn stamps is that now every stinkin’ sleeve (coats included) has BLUE smears on the cuff.

Way Back When-esday

Cheryl over at Twinfatuation hosts this one. Go on over to see who else is playing – and join in too!

This is another one from just before the twins turned 2. They received a play kitchen for Christmas (actually, they received two – and love them both – still!). Burke was playing with it and happened to pull it away from the wall…so Maggie decided to peek around.

Peek-a-boo!

Peek-a-Boo!

And, like last time, I have the accompanying video. I think Burke is “playing” the doors along to some music we have playing in the background.

(29 seconds)