Sunday, June 21, 2009

Happy Fathers Day!!




Happy Father's Day to the Daddy of the AWESOME THREE!!
We love you!

Monday, June 15, 2009

Powdered donuts.

I thought that I would be surprisingly nice, since the boys had a sleepover last night and present the tired little munchkins with powdered donuts after they had cereal this morning.

I desperately needed a cup of coffee, so I gave the sweet boys specific instructions about their donuts, their plates, their surrounding area, and handwashing. The only child at the table under 5 was a girl, so I thought I could drink my coffee in relative peace.

I did.

Then I came around the corner to supervise the handwashing and to survey the damage to be greeted by an adorable boy with an incredibly white face. Did you know that boys will rub powdered donuts on their faces to make war paint? In all fairness, he was washing his hands... but the face. Oh, my. Covered. All the way to the hairline.

I have since been notified that girls occasionally do this to look like Geishas. Beware.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Will Summer please slow down?

Summer has the potential to be full of fun, lazy, science experiment, treasure hunting, water drenched, cloud watching days. So far it has been full of closet rearranging, house sitting, hurry up or we'll be late kind of days.

I feel like summer is underachiving this year around my house. Is it like this at your house, too? We've not sat on the swing once and dripped popsicles all over ourselves. We haven't seen a single tadpole, although we have looked. I DID see a lightning bug last night, but the children were already in bed. I am looking for those lazy days of summer, but they are lollygagging on someone else's lawn.

I am getting a tan, although I've been so busy I'm not sure where I got it, and was pleasantly surprised when I discovered it wasn't dirt. I would really like to spend the whole day at the park (are there portapotties there?), or the pool, or on the trampoline, on the couch, or even in the flower beds with no other commitments that we have to hurry up and go home and get naps for or else someone will be cranky...aaaaaahhhhhh.

Summer better hurry up and get here and get it's tire stuck in the mud of my yard. I need a break.