Thursday, July 2, 2009

Birthday party with the girls

When we talk about the girls at our house, we're referring to the American Girl dolls. A has 4, Kaya, Felicity, Kirsten & Chrissa. I never thought that MY child would own 4 AG dolls, that is way to excessive and indulgent. However, A loves the girls. She spends most of her time playing with them or making things for them. She actually uses them, they don't just sit on a shelf. So when the ILs wanted to get her the 4th for her birthday I was okay with it and glad that it wasn't me paying for it.

A has spent the last month planning the birthday party for Chrissa. She make party favors, she devised party games, she made invitations. Her plan was to invite her cousins E and M and her friend from school. Well, her friend from school was out of town and E stated that she did not want her little sister to come. This afternoon the two cousins and the 7 girls had their party.

A & E made an Easy Bake Oven cake for the girls and I made a chocolate cake for A & E. They sang happy birthday and watched the Chrissa movie again. They ran out of time for the doll charades they were suppose to play but I think they had fun none the less.


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The end of the carrots

We pulled the rest of the carrots. I again proved that I am not a carrot farmer. We were suppose to thin the carrots to 1 inch apart. What looked like one carrot plant to me was actual a couple of plants together which produced skinny carrots no bigger than a match stick. Another handful were short and stubby like the first carrot we pulled. Only one of them came out looking normal.


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I tried to get the kids to do a "What's up, Doc?" pose but they had no idea what I was talking about.


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Pretty as a Princess

A played dress-up with B the other afternoon.




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He had fun, but Dh was not that amused.

Friday, June 26, 2009

Summer of doing things

This summer the kids said they wanted to do things. I asked what that meant. I got funny looks back, but we came up with a few things to do.

J wanted to do experiments from his Dangerous Book for Boys, but we didn't have all the ingredients. I googled some stuff and came up with growing salt crystals.


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Wowa came over last Saturday to help A make clothes for her newest American Girl. She wanted to make a bag for her too. She's making the pattern from scratch.


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We made butter & soft pretzels. The combined result was yummy.


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The swim meet

I made the kids join swim team with the promise they wouldn't have to swim in the meets. Luckily the coaches wore them down and they decided to swim last night. Both A&J did great!


J swam a freestyle relay, freestyle & breaststroke
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A swam freestyle & breaststroke
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The boys after racing was done
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Friday, June 19, 2009

Frankenstein

This post is for my friend Susan so she knows that it happens to lots of kids.

This afternoon I was gathering the kids up for a special trip to Target to get Father's Day presents. We were so close to leaving. Everyone had gone potty, everyone had their shoes on, everyone was headed to the door.

I went to the kitchen to look for my keys, heard B running through the hallway, then a very loud thud & a scream. A bad scream. DH & I both came running, I picked him up first. B was holding both hands to his forehead. He had gone head first into the door frame. Even though he hadn't moved his hands yet, I knew it was bad. I looked down and there was blood squirting between his fingers all over him and me.

As I headed to the kitchen for rag to stop the bleeding, I told DH to stay with A&J. Then I realized I couldn't drive the car and hold something on his head, so we all headed out the door.

We ended up at the local emergency room and an hour and half later, B had 6 stitches and a green popsicle. The worst part about it is the 7 day ban on swimming. He's not going to be happy about that, and I'm not going to be happy dealing with him being unhappy when I say no to the pool. But at least he is okay.


The bloody batman shirt. He cried when he realized it was ruined.

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He wouldn't sit still for the pictures.

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Evidence of the green popsicle!

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Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Summer afternoon

We had a busy summer day yesterday. VBS in the morning, play date with a friend, stroke clinic for swim team and a t-ball game.

B played in the baby pool while A&J did stroke clinic.

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He started swimming freestyle because he wants to swim on the swim team too.

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A&J are improving at stroke clinic.


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After swimming, we headed to t-ball. I had a hard time taking pictures. It was darn hot and there was no shade. I spent most of my time hiding behind other moms' umbrellas. Both times J was up to bat, I missed it. Finally he got to 3rd base and was standing next to DH who was coaching 3rd. I went to get a picture of the two of them together, but just as I got to focus on them, J had to run. I missed a great picture of him crossing home plate.

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UnfortunatelyLuckily we have 3 games left so I'll have more picture taking opportunities.

I met some friends for dinner at Fernando's. I had fish tacos & a frozen margarita and a couple of hours of good conversation. It was a nice way to end my busy day.