post halloween update-yup I"m a slacker.

Ok so I haven't blogged in a while. Halloween came and went. I went on a field trip with my daughter and her kindergarten class. A few days before this, it was like 70's. That day it was barely 40's and rainy. Much fun was had...snorts.She fell in the dirt 30 seconds after getting there.

This is princess peach at the schools halloween party.

This is what I call "halloween picture fail".

how to make halloween cookies

How do you make halloween cookies?

First you need fistfulls of sprinkles. Doesn't matter if they stick all over.

Clothing is merely optional.And great concentration is also needed. And you need to be cute.


Sunglasses may also be needed. The orange frosting gets real bright. Again, clothing is optional. We got hot quick in our house.

Again going over the rules, cute, clothing optional, great concentration, lots of sprinkles...check check check and check.

See...this many sprinkles are needed to make great cookies. Or more.

Cause its not awesome until they're all over the floor momma scrubbed the night before. And you must also shake excess sprinkles from your hands onto the floor.

Oh and having pre-bought cut out cookies help. Cause unlike MY momma did, we don't cook them ahead. Because THIS momma tends to burn things, and then its not edible. Just sayin....

And lots and lots of orange frosting. The brighter the better. Using utensils are also optional. Who needs to keep the sprinkles from sticking everywhere?

And then you must shove that newly decorated cookie into your mouth much like a dog and shake your head around, hence spraying more sprinkles all over mom's freshly scrubbed floors.

Your uneaten product will look something like this. The more sprinkles you can pile on is always better. More is more... and the more on the table the better. Cause you know you can just SWEEP them onto the floor and TADA the table is clean.

You can take a bite out of the stems of your cookies and put them back for others to eat. Because sampling is allowed. Because who really needs the stems anyways.

its tuesday right?

I think I"m going crazy lately. My two year old, my youngest is awfully attatched to me lately. Its like having a third leg. Its just me and him in the afternoons and usually he's really good at playing on his own so I can do stuff around the house. But lately he's really up my butt. You ever see that whole family guy episode where Stewey is going "Mom, mom, momma, mom" over and over until she snaps? that's what he did tonight. I almost done near snapped! My husband is all "answer him" and I was. He just kept it up cause he was he knew he could break me..LOL.

Then my husband and I took him to my mothers house with the other kids because we had parent teacher conferences for our oldest tonight and weren't even gone an hour and my mom said he cried the whole time. He just didn't know what to do with himself when he's not up my butt. If I'm there WITH him, he's fine, goes off and plays. But I left him yesterday there for like an hour and he didnt even know I left. But tonight he saw us leave and I think that bothered him.

I know we all love our kids but there comes a point where you can only take so much of them being up our butts. I think I"m coming to that point. and usually he goes to bed relatively good. Tonight? when momma needs the peace and quiet? hes up like hes strung out on sugar which he's not. He's just really into breaking the rules I guess.

Its a good thing he's cute.

Its thursday and I'm a slacker

I'm pretty much a slacker. Maybe its because we haven't done a whole lot lately. And really I"m not sure why all my words are underlined like this. I tried to fix it. Its really actually very annoying.

Its been unseasonably warm here, according to the weatherman. I love our weatherman. He's funny as all get out. Who can say that about a weatherman? I don't remember them being this funny when I was growing up! We've been spending time outside and such since it's been so warm out. I put away all the summer clothing(go figure right?) and its a good thing there are still tshirts or my poor kids would be roasting. It got colder here for a while and I thought "wow perhaps we're going to skip fall!" but nope. The leaves are lovely in their changing of colors. I wish they'd stay that color all year long.


So my father in law brought the kiddos, the mini world dominators, a tball set. However, my kids lack any kind of coordination or grace. I'm serious. I showed you the picture last time of my son being assaulted by a shampoo bottle! My daughter who's 4 can fall down just standing there. The other day at my mom's house, she was talking to my mom, looking behind her at my mom and ran into the back of the couch....and literally bounced off. I , as a responsible adult, had to really struggle at not laughing. I think our 2 year old falls off our bed in some manner every day. And its to the point where it doesn't even phase him anymore. He just picks himself back up, dusts himself off(so to speak) and gets back on it. He was sleeping last night, rolled off and stayed sleeping on the floor. Thankfully our 8 year old has seemingly grown out of that whole "we should put you in a bubble" phase but when he was younger, he had the same mishaps as the other two. I mean, he's the one who ended up being rushed to the urgent care center during a family vacation to get stiches in his chin after going down a slide...in the water...who cuts themselves on a waterslide? in the chin even!

so Here is my middle child, my daughter, ever not-so-graceful swinging her bat. Notice the smaller one, with HIS EYES CLOSED. Cause he knows.



The (OMG THE UNDERLINING IS GONE...WHAT?) middle picture? is actually a funny story, but his stomache looks all distorted . We lovingly call(now its off bold and still typing in bold!) his belly button his "habba hole". We(my husband and I) made up this story that all the naughiness from little boys comes from the habba hole. And the people who live inside it, are called the habbas. When hes being naughty, we tell him we're going to get the habba hole. He's very proud of his habba hole. Who am I kidding, he also loves to be nekkid as much as possible.

And last but not least, is the goat machine picture. We were at a local town festival last weekend and they had a petting zoo. While the oldest was getting food to feed the goats, this goat appears and I snapped the picture, and now it looks like hes getting a goat from the machine! no kidding!

Well thats about all from me right now. All the mini world dominators have been a sleep for a few hours. That's the way I like em. quiet, peaceful and asleep. I like it even better when they stay asleep in their own areas. We've had frequent night time wandering into my bed, which kicks me out of my spot and I surrender to the couch. I refuse to keep cramping up in the bed. For a while I've gotten up, put them back to sleep in their own spots, but some nights, you mommas know, you're just too tired!

141th post...

We got a firetruck ride for the local homecoming parade. My dad is a fire fighter(amongst other things)and drove the firetruck. Why , do you ask, are firetrucks in the parade? The firetrucks and ambulances all around here participate in parades. Its like a huge thing. Its tradition and its "how we roll".

So tonight, I was in the showering. Just minding my own business, shaving my legs. Many of you ladies know that complete and utter concentration is given to this ritual. And then BOOM. One little man jumps in the shower nekkid yelling "AH HAH!" SCARING the living crap outta me. I had to think "what would I tell the ambulance? MY DAD works for the ambulance!" Luckily I didn't cut myself. I almost had a stroke, but no cuts. I ended up banging into the shower caddy hanging on the shower head/neck and a bottle of shampoo fell, assaulting my 2 year old and slicing him pictured below. Part of me felt like yelling AH HAH! back. but then I saw that he was injured and he was freaking out, so much he caused himself to puke. In.The.Shower. So then I'm trying to see how bad the cut is, he's not bleeding hardly at all, but he keeps hyperventalating and causing himself to puke more. Which in the middle of THAT my four year old had jumped in sometime (cause you know, its just not shower time unless its like a clown car packed to the limits) and she sees his "owie" and freaks out. So now I have TWO kids to calm down, I"m trying to assess the cut, calm both down and get us all dried off. My four year old during this time had shampoo in her hair, and so I then have to turn the shower back on to rinse her hair off, and the puke outta the shower all while trying to calm them both. My 4 year old is freaking out in the shower, causing mass hysteria, crying "Oh the shampoo is in my eyes" and shes getting crazy and thrasing around. I'm afraid at that point, we'll all get wrapped up in the shower curtain. So I finally get them rinsed, out and dried off. I get them out to my room, which the hubby is OBLIVIOUS with his headphones on watching "transformers 3" on his computer. He kinda turns around and sees the mass panic going on and gets this face like "What is going on!"..lol. I"m calm, getting dressed and getting the young ones dressed. I don't THINK it needed stitches, however, I take a quick drive up the block to my parents house and do the "two heads are better than one" with my dad. Though I'm a nurse, sometimes I rely on the whole "two heads are better than one" *just* to be sure. Its not that I doubt my training , its just the fact that sometimes, being a non panic-er, I tend to not worry, and my husband is a panic-er and a worry wart so I ask my dad, who works for an ambulance, for medical advice. Though I"m the calm one, like I said, I don't panic, sometimes when your own kid gets hurt, you tend to get a bit blinded by what you THINK you see. So not deep enough for stitches. But a visit to grandpas and grandmas for a few hugs and kisses and a ride back home to his favorite blankey seemed to chill him out. But after he fell asleep for a while, he developed a fever. So they're totally NOT related but I"m hoping he feels better tomorrow.

The funniest thing? We had come back from my parents and he was talking with our two year old "what did grandpa put on your owie"...I said "nothing, thats snot".muhahahahhaha. Epic.

I was downloading pictures onto the computer today and found a few of the below on them. Guess who got ahold of momma's camera? I thought it was kinda cute(excuse my dirty mirror. I DO wash it almost every day...)She looks very serious. Maybe she plans on getting her own facebook soon and using this to find her kindergarten boys online? nope. not til shes at least 45.

Then today, to top off all the exciting things we have done, we went to visit THE WEINERMOBILE! EEEEEEK! It was parked at our local Piggly Wiggly(grocery store anyone?). The kids were very impressed but I could tell they were confuzed. I don't think they quite got the point of it. I had a few puzzled looks as I got the camera out.

THAT'S ONE HUGE WEINER....MOBILE.

The official liscense plate!(zomg, now you'll all know where I"m from)

our first trip to the pumpkin patch(this year at least)

We took a trip to the pumpkin patch about 40 minutes from us this weekend.

Uncle Bradley(my brother) and the girls on the swings(made from tires!)

All the early pumpkins already! We didn't buy any "just yet". I don't want them to go bad.

Who knows what Wisconsin weather will hold!

The landscaping and whole place is beautifully decorated and done.

I love the contrast of colors of the grass and the pumpkins!

All the grandchildren on my side. It would have been cute if my smallest Niece would have been looking. But with five kids I know how pictures turn out. I've tried to get nice shots many times...lol

My littlest guy got up on top of the hay pile and couldn't get down. Uncle Bradley to the rescue!

My oldest proudly posing on top of the hay maze.

They had more fun running on top of the haybales .

All three of mine posing nicely(somewhat) in the tractor

My youngest on the tire/horse swing. These are so neat and creatively done.

Everyone really loved the swings. They couldn't get enough.

Hey mom! Get me down again!

And more climbing. They went home, dirty, happy and tired!

holy hair

this first picture is from June. I just noticed tonight how much her hair has grown 2 months

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