Saturday, December 20, 2008
Your son (not naming names, you guess which one) and his partner-in-crime (cousin) stack up some violin cases on the piano bench to pull off every last one of your beautifully color-coordinated, sparkly, and apparently irresistable Christmas balls from the tree, and then smash them into the carpet with their cowboy boots?
Neither. You vacuum. And then get really excited when you realize there's one little loner ball that they didn't see. All of a sudden it's a good day again.
Merry Christmas, Lukas, I love you.
Friday, December 19, 2008
Please help me by spreading the word and get your kids excited over Christmas break to try something new!
Thanks, Teacher Sal
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Well, we just finished decorating our house, and since we live at the end of a dead-end street, I didn't think many of you would get the chance to see it.
So, here's to family, friends, love, and laughter this Christmas Season. The best things in life really aren't things after all.... (even though you have to admit our house is stinkin' awesome!)
Merry Christmas Everyone! Big Hug, Sal
Thursday, December 04, 2008
Cozy flannel baby blankets and burp cloths are a perfect gift for that new little one! Adorable baby sweaters hand-knitted with love by a grandma who knows her stuff--the pictures really don't do them justice!Here are a few samplings of quilts made by my sister and mom, along with a few "animal cuddlies" that are a blanket and stuffed animal in one!More hand-crafted goodness by Susan....Our aprons for little girls are so adorable, I can't stand it! Your favorite little girl will look good enough to eat wearing one of these in the kitchen!I hope to see you there! We'll be at the Boise Fairgrounds (off of Chinden) Friday from 11-7 and Saturday from 11-5. Come check us out and get a free gift with any purchase! Happy Holidays!
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Oh, it brought tears to my eyes! Yes, it was verified....The little jumping bean we saw on the screen confirmed our suspicions that my body has been taken over by an alien identity. And it's settled in for 7 more months! It was very active and very cute, you know, for a bean.
Now I feel justified in feeling ill at the thought of browning ground beef and getting winded performing menial chores such as grating cheese. I also feel entitled to my 10 hours of sleep per night, when pre-ultrasound I was thinking maybe I was just lazy? Emily wanted to know "How's the baby supposed to be healthy if you're so sick?" Because it's sucking the life out of me! (which unfortunately doesn't end once they're born...)
At any rate, we are very excited and thinking girly thoughts. Estimated due date: June 24. I've always heard June babies are the cutest. Next to Feb, April, and October, of course.
Phew. I'm out of breath. I need a nap.
Monday, November 03, 2008
This year we continued our tradition of trick-or-treating with cousins. It was the "Kuna Year" so we packed up and made the trek south. After a belly full of delicious "monster stew" the kids headed out for some loot. Thanks to the 60 degree weather, they were out for over an hour and came home with enough candy to last them until Christmas (literally--I will be putting the leftovers in their stockings. shhhh)!
Lukas and Sam came back sweating and red-faced. I'm telling you--this year was so bizarre! Espcially compared to my childhood memories of trick-or-treating in frigid temperatures with Dad driving us around from house to house in the country with worries of getting stuck in the snow.... It was a great year. Give a woot woot for chocolate.
Sunday, November 02, 2008
"Hey, you look like Jesus!" -Lukas to our tv fix-it man (who knew Jesus had tatoos?)
Lukas: "I don't eat my boogers anymore."
Me: "That's good. What do you do with them?"
Lukas: "I put them back in my nose."
Me: "No you don't! What do you really do with them?"
Lukas: "I play with them and then throw them away."
"I'm going to get you, stinkin' Lightning McQuack!" Sam to his Daddy
Thursday, October 30, 2008
And they gross me out. The fact that I love them dearly doesn't change that fact, it just helps me find the humor in the various situations I find myself in. You'd think that once you get past the pooping/barfing stage of babies, things would start to look up. Not so. Here are a few scenarios that I've encountered just in the past week. (And I didn't even have to think very hard.)
- We thought Emily may have broken her leg last weekend. When asked to remove her boot to see if she could move her foot, it took all I had not to pass out from the indescribable odor emitting from her feet. I had to wonder "did something die in her boot?" And then I remembered, nah, they always smell this bad. Poor thing. She seems oblivious to the fact that her feet are such powerful weapons.
- I came upon Lukas and Sam "cleaning" the bathroom counter with their toothbrushes. I thought it was kind of cute, but I had to confiscate their toothbrushes (who knows what else they had cleaned). Little did I know, they also had used Emily's toothbrush and later that night she complained that the toothpaste tasted like soap. I had to laugh--it's payback time for her. About 4 years ago she had used BJ's toothbrush to clean the toilet without telling anyone, and when BJ complained that his toothbrush tasted funny, I told him to stop complaining and still made him use it for 2 days until Emily fessed up.
- BJ has to be bribed to change his underwear. I've done his laundry before without any tighty-whities to be found. Is it really that hard to remember? On top of that, his philosophy of clothes is "If I am wearing it, it is my napkin."
- At the infamous Volleyball banquet, I had to keep Lukas from putting a piece of gum in his mouth that he had scraped off from under our table. I must admit, he comes by that naturally, as I considered ABC gum a delicacy as a child.
- Sam loves his blankie. For some odd reason, he likes to shove it in his mouth and sucks on it. (That alone is pretty disgusting.) Yesterday when I went to get him after he woke up from his nap, I found that he had wet the bed. Through and through. And there he was, sucking on his blankie. I'm hoping that he had a drooling problem and that's why his blanket was so wet, but I have my suspicions.
- And this is what prompted me to write this post, the "proverbial straw"....Before naps, my boys went potty. I went in there to speed things up, just as Lukas was wiping from "#2." Before I knew it, he then wiped his nose with the same tissue. Then he looked at the tissue like it was it was defective or something. Did he forget that quickly where it had just been? I tell ya,
Kids are GROSS!!!
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
I hope Mike learned his lesson about how to wear a dress with a slit up the side....And Tara, well, we won't even go there. For now.
Business in the front, party in the back, baby. Bring on the 80's! Pysche.
SKARAOKE. Be very afraid. Disco Dan was my date Saturday. He's lucky my Friday night date didn't know about it. If only you could see the ruffles on Dan's shirt....suh-weet!
Sunday, October 19, 2008
She desperately wanted a cow scarf, for whatever reason, and wears it daily with pride. Emmers is one of the few 7 year olds bold enough to make this kind of statement.
The Seven Greatest Things about Em:
Saturday, October 18, 2008
What do you get when you add this: To this?
It wasn't as easy as one would think with 9 kids running rampant around the house, with half of them puking....
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
I'll try not to eat the whole loaf of my chocolate lime zucchini bread all my myself....
Monday, September 22, 2008
Sam, upon running in on me in the bathroom: "Mom, you're smashing the toilet with your big, big, big, big, big, BIG bum."
OK, the first "big" was funny, then it was amusing, then Sam was banished from the bathroom.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
It's all fun and games until someone gets hit in the head with a unicorn guitar....
How did we get to this point, you might ask? It's what you get when you have a few too many oreos for FHE treats and then put BJ in charge of the activity. He narrowed our options down to foozball or a dance party and we ended up doing both simultaneously! BJ was dancing with so much gusto I got a side ache from laughing so hard and I couldn't concentrate on my game. Argh, I hate losing to Dan! (But I've managed to get used to it these past 9 years....) When I tried mimicing his moves, I found myself sweating more profusely than I do after running in the morning! These shots were when we got down to "serious bidness" after the foozball game was over.