Wordless Wednesday

Happy Halloween in Photos

Just so you know, Kaelyn wasn't on her phone the whole time.  She was advocating for no texting while driving.  ;)

All I Want for Christmas is...

Logan's front tooth has been loose for a couple days now.  It has literally been hanging on by a thread.  He complained about how much he wanted it out because it was hurting this morning.  I had him put an ice cube on it and went downstairs to tell Kevin that he would have to pull it.  Kevin, of course, did not want to pull the tooth because who likes to cause pain to their kids?  We also put some Orajel on it to be extra sure there would be as little pain for him as possible.  What happens when you lose a tooth on Halloween?  I guess we'll find out!

Props to Kevin for pulling it off.  Get it?!  It didn't hurt Logan a bit, and I'm so grateful to Kevin.  There's no way I would've done it.  ;)

I'm Sorry, Daddy!

I completely forgot my dad's birthday blog.  I'm sorry!  Here's pics of his birthday bash.

I LOVE this picture!

Happy Birthday, Daddy!  I hope it was a great one and look forward to many more!

Weekend Ramblings

Weekends always start with pizza night at the in-laws.  It's been a long standing tradition, but I think we're starting to veer away from pizza…at least for the grown-ups.  That night Kevin and I curled up on the couch in our comfy clothes and caught up on some shows.  It was pure bliss.  

Saturday morning Kevin and Marley went to help Uncle Brian pick up a table they were given.  Rory, Logan, and I went to the gym.  At noon it was Logan's last game of the season for baseball, and IT WAS COLD.  Rory forgot her jacket which sent my head into a tailspin.  Luckily we had a blanket with us that she curled up in.  Kevin and Rory left early to go pray in front of the clinic for 40 Days for Life.  We finished up the game and headed to the coach's house for awards.  The kids played out back while hot dogs were cooked.  Just so you know, one of the kids was kicking a football and hit me right on my shoulder.  It hurt A LOT, AND he didn't even apologize.  Moving on.  That evening Rory went to watch Ben Hur with her class at her History teacher's house.  She was pretty excited, and I hear she had a lot of fun.  Unfortunately, she didn't get to bed until 1030p and woke up at normal 630a this morning.  She has NOT had a good day.

This morning Logan woke up not feeling well.  Rory said she didn't either (as she normally does when Logan doesn't).  Kevin and I flipped a coin to see who would get to go to church and who had to stay home with the kids.  He won and got to go to church.  While he was gone, I decided to tackle cleaning the kids' room.  I am determined to declutter.  I was walking by the kids' room when I heard Rory tell Marley what a pain she always is.  I reprimanded Rory that we don't talk to others that way, and she said (with her head jiggling and more sass than I can convey) "You and daddy do it all the time.  I'm just learning from you."  At that point I told her to wait for me in the bathroom because she was getting her mouth washed out with soap.  I'd never done this before but had threatened it.  I grabbed a new bar of soap (Dove…in case you were wondering) and told her to open up.  She didn't, so I shoved it in there and rubbed it around.  I was not very happy at this point.  I left her in the bathroom gagging and crying.  She brushed her teeth and was good for a little bit after that.  Emphasis on the little bit in that sentence.  Kevin got home from church and left with a sick Logan to sell popcorn for the cub scouts.  They were the only ones signed up, so they had no choice.  He got some sales, blew up the bathroom, and came home.  We went to Nana and Papa's for dinner.

Can I tell you how great it was that I didn't get out of my jammies until about 230p this afternoon.  I really needed that.  I got the kids' room done and the laundry.  There's still a lot I wanted to get done, so I guess I'll have to plan some more "in my jammies until 3p" days.  Hope you all had a relaxing weekend!

Wednesday With Words

Another history unit is coming to an end.  This means another project, like the bridge and armor.  This list of ideas has to pertain to Jesus, so some of the ideas were; making an angel out of clay, making a poster advertising Joseph's carpentry shop, making something out of wood, etc.  I thought, "Hey!  Brian is good with wood.  We can ask HIM to do the project with the kids and then we don't have to do anything!  Score!"  Of course, Brian obliged and we got to thinking of ideas.  We settled on making a stool out of wood.  Both Rory and Logan would help to make one stool.  

A couple of days later since we didn't have to start working on it until the night before, we got a Family Fun magazine in the mail.  They have all these neat craft ideas for kids and such.  One of them was string art.  You take a piece of wood and hammer some nails into it in a picture.  Then you take string and tie it around the heads of the nails in whatever pattern or design you want.  I thought this might be a much better idea (A.K.A less of a headache), and off to A.C.Moore we went to get the materials.  

Because we can't tell Marley that she can't make one.

Logan's.  I thought this was fitting with him receiving his First Communion this year.

Rory's.  It was hard getting that string to behave.  She did a great job.  I think they're all beautiful.  And props to Kevin who said to draw the design on a piece of paper and nail it to the wood to rip off after.  This was a lot easier than the bridge and armor.  Yay!

Decisions

I've been making some big decisions.  They don't include adding to our family, packing anything, or operations.  Ha!  I'll share them shortly, since sometimes it's good to let these things sit before they're committed to, especially if you're me.

We had a great weekend hanging at my parent's house for my dad's birthday (pics coming).  On Sunday I had my Carmel meeting and a Thirty-One meeting.  I host the Thirty-One meeting with another gal, and we have about 50 people register for each one.  This October was Thirty-One's 10 year anniversary, so we had a birthday party.  I bought 50 party hats, 50 party blowers, a cake, plates, napkins, balloons.  It was a lot.  I just had to get through last night.

Since I did, I now just have to get through November 2nd.  It's a ways away, but it's lurking there and teasing.  It could possibly be one of those big blow up days where everyone has everywhere to be and no one can be there.  It'll make sense later, I'm sure.

I forgot to mention that in between my meetings, my in-laws fed me AGAIN.  We had hawaiian meatballs and while I'm not big on pineapple, I just don't put any on my plate.  :)  It was a nice calm before the storm.  

Tomorrow is school.  Rory and Logan have presentations to give and neither of them is ready.  I have to let it go and apologize to their teacher.  I couldn't give them the time needed to go over it a zillion times this weekend.  I'm afraid it's going to be highly noticeable.  Oh well.  I don't want to not put as much effort into it because that's what I'm seeing from other kids, but...just this once won't hurt.

Moving on to happier thoughts...

She is so mine.