If you are reading this and don't live in the Des Moines area you are probably wondering how I got these pictures up before Halloween arrived. In this neck of the woods they have something called Beggar's night the night before Halloween. That's when the kids go trick or treating and "beg" for candy. Anyway, it was a super night for it and the girls didn't even have to wear coats. In own town you can trick or treat around to the businesses on the town square before you go trick or treating house to house. We had never gone before but we went this year. Oh my goodness at the crowd!! I didn't know that many people lived in our small town. Turns out when everyone comes out of there homes all at once it makes a pretty good crowd of us. Here are some pics of the girls.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Happy Halloween
If you are reading this and don't live in the Des Moines area you are probably wondering how I got these pictures up before Halloween arrived. In this neck of the woods they have something called Beggar's night the night before Halloween. That's when the kids go trick or treating and "beg" for candy. Anyway, it was a super night for it and the girls didn't even have to wear coats. In own town you can trick or treat around to the businesses on the town square before you go trick or treating house to house. We had never gone before but we went this year. Oh my goodness at the crowd!! I didn't know that many people lived in our small town. Turns out when everyone comes out of there homes all at once it makes a pretty good crowd of us. Here are some pics of the girls.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Hair raising.
I snapped this pic of Grace after her nap yesterday. The best part of the story? When I showed it to Byron he said, "What was in her hair?" My answer, "Nothing, she just woke up that way." If you can't find humor in that, then you've never cared for a toddler.
Also, isn't this pic of Maddie cute? I love babies in little jeans and sweaters. Luckily I snapped this picture 30 seconds before she spit up all over herself.
The runaway president
Today Kendall came home and announced that she had voted at school. Here's how the conversation went.
Kendall: "I voted today, just like you mom."
Me: "Voted for what?"
Kendall: "I don't remember."
Me: "Was it president?"
Kendall: "Yes, I voted for who is running away with the president."
Me: "Who did you vote for?"
Kendall: "I don't remember, but it is supposed to be a secret. (Pause) I guess I can tell you though, but no one else. Keep it in the family."
Me: "Okay, was it John McCain or Barak Obama?"
Kendall" "I don't know. I picked a picture."
Me: "Did he have white hair or brown hair?"
Kendall: "Brown hair. I picked the brunette one because I am a brunette too."
Decomracy is process people. The scary thing, I'm sure some adults use the same criteria.
Kendall: "I voted today, just like you mom."
Me: "Voted for what?"
Kendall: "I don't remember."
Me: "Was it president?"
Kendall: "Yes, I voted for who is running away with the president."
Me: "Who did you vote for?"
Kendall: "I don't remember, but it is supposed to be a secret. (Pause) I guess I can tell you though, but no one else. Keep it in the family."
Me: "Okay, was it John McCain or Barak Obama?"
Kendall" "I don't know. I picked a picture."
Me: "Did he have white hair or brown hair?"
Kendall: "Brown hair. I picked the brunette one because I am a brunette too."
Decomracy is process people. The scary thing, I'm sure some adults use the same criteria.
Friday, October 24, 2008
Raingate...Day 3
Yes, it has been raining for three days here and Mommy is at the end of her indoor entertainment rope. Kendall didn't have school today so I had three to entertain instead of two. We've done it all. We made scary pictures for Halloween. Pretended we lived in the jungle. Fed, changed, and carried around babies (real and pretend). The kids played in their tent and I served them lunch in it. We made a cake to look like a pumpkin. We watched cartoons. We played mermaids. When Byron is not here I get to be King Triton which is nice because I'm usually Ursula. I used to be Sebastian until Madison came along. Kendall wanted to glue leaves to Madison's diaper and make her a "jungle baby" but I said the leaves were too crumbly to bring in the house. (thank goodness). I would be up for smearing lipstick on our faces for war paint and gluing leaves to ourselves and doing some kind of no more rain dance. I would actually be up for smearing lipstick on and leaving the house without the children. I let the kids stay in their PJs today because what is the point of changing? We won't be going outside and they'll just have to get back in their PJs in 14 hours anyway. Sigh....I know the rain will stop soon, but this is sucking up the last few days we can play outside without spending 30 minutes layering clothes to fight the elements. Oh well. Maybe it will be a mild winter. Ha!
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Those little pink things
This is my super busy time of day but I have to blog about this or I will forget. Kendall has to bring snacks to school tomorrow and so she brought home the snack bucket from school. I had bought rice krispie treats but had forgotten to check for peanut oil. (There is a child in her class that has a peanut allergy.) I told Kendall that I was checking the label for peanuts. After reading I said "No peanuts, just milk. I guess the milk is from the marshmallows." Kendall said, "No mom, milk comes from cows, not marshmallows! It comes from those little pink things that hang down on them." I said, "Utters". She said, "What others? Milk only comes from cows."
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