July 10th:
Picking up road trip pop tarts.
Cam: Dad, can I have the Saturday kind?
Dad: You mean the sundae kind?
Cam: Yeah, the Sunday kind.
Sure, kid.
July 12th:
Hell hath no fury like a one year old who ate all her blueberries.
July 10th:
Picking up road trip pop tarts.
Cam: Dad, can I have the Saturday kind?
Dad: You mean the sundae kind?
Cam: Yeah, the Sunday kind.
Sure, kid.
July 12th:
Hell hath no fury like a one year old who ate all her blueberries.
Usually I'm not very fond of my kids wrecking anything, but I was really excited about getting THEM excited about journaling, so I got the boys a Wreck This Journal for us to do together over the summer while Ay naps.
Cam (4, YouTube addict) wants to film our crazy antics. We watched a few kids wreck their book on YouTube and that's all he needed to be really excited (but he still keeps asking for the day we can rub our book on a dirty truck... ew.)
So here's some videos of our first couple wrecks.
Enjoy.
https://youtu.be/qccncRzD0FQ
https://youtu.be/6E2_bYz34V8
Why do they say these things?!
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Ay climbing up the steps.
Me: Where you going? Everything is shut up there anyway.
Cam: Shut Up is a bad word!
Well... yeah... but...
(June 6)
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Car, don't eat all those blueberries. You might turn into one!
Car: *quickly eats all the blueberries* See! Me no turn into a blueberry!
Not this time, kid. Not this time.
(July 9)
I was texting my sister in law today about what was new in our lives and we got to talking about how dang hot and nasty it is.
I read earlier that the library was having a drop in craft take-and-make today and was trying to decide of I should drag my three kids out alone, or just shoot myself in the face. I'm not sure which option would have been better...
After wrestling with Cam to put on some pants, dragging him away from Minecraft kicking and screaming, and having a 20 min chat on the edge of the minivan about how this new library isn't "scary" and they probably have computers like the "grown up library" near our old house, I clip all my tiny people in and went on a hunt for the library.
Everyone was in a better mood and I was getting my cardio chasing three kids in a million directions around the blocks, puzzles, and books. I finally tricked the boys into leaving to go make the craft.
A rainbow. Because I love helping two preschoolers tie 5 billion strings of yarn to half a paper plate and cover it with cotton balls.
During all this exciting crafting, Ay climbed up into the umbrella stroller and, spoiler alert, it tipped.
And bigger spoiled alert, she bit her lip. And in true baby fashion, bled and screamed like she was being slaughtered in a horror flick.
Awesome.
Sensing the urgency of the situation, the boys decided they needed rocks taken out of their shoes, different strings tied on their cloud, or that it was a perfect time to do ninja flips in the craft room...
So... that was awesome.
I took Ay to the bathroom in a screaming bloody mess and half cleaned her up and made sure nothing (i.e. her teeth) was broken.
She was fine. Gross... but fine.
So we walk back to the craft room where the older boys are rolling all around and the two preteen library assistants are wide eyed and confused (but still attached to their phones). Thanks, girls. I appreciate you keeping my other kids blood free for the moment. Seriously. It takes a village, folks!
We rushed out of that library covered in blood, sweat, and tears, but we made some beautiful freakin' rainbows, yo.
And I was wearing white.
Because I live on the edge like that.
4th of July Status PreKids: I love living at the beach! Fireworks in every direction!
4th of July Status PostKids: It's way pass bedtime. You kept one kid from falling asleep and woke up another. Go away, fireworks. You're done now. You're time is up. See you again at New Year's.
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Dinner
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Pasta and Sauce with Salad
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Southwest Stuffed Bell Peppers with Chips and Salsa
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F
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Lentil Tacos with Black Beans
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Pizza
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*New Recipe Night*
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