On the way to school, Scout, Navy and I were having a fun time. We were cracking jokes, and laughing the whole way. As we pulled up to school, right before Scout got out, I cracked a joke, and he got out and jokingly called me an idiot. Unfortunately, “idiot” isn’t on our approved list of words to call your mom.
No big deal — a quick assignment of 40 sentences has him turned around.
The great news, is that Scout new it was something to laugh about. And that he got himself into hot water. And he was a really good sport, because just days before I had told the kids that any “garbage can words” get assigned sentences. He knew it the second he said it, and took the punishment like a man.
Many people are disgusted that I don’t ever have Christmas ornaments for our tree.
Well, this year I am out to ease their frustrations.
My family and I are starting year one of making our own ornaments for our tree.
All we needed was paint, mini canvases and some creative minds.
And the idea is a major HIT!!!
My kids loved making them.
The directions were this simple — create a Christmas scene.
Pippi painted, the washed her hands, then painted for two hours.
She loved it, and created a beautiful star in the end!
Navy was meticulous and her stuff came out so cute.
Dash’s turned out whimsical, and were Britni’s favorites.
Scout’s were a little more defined, and he made my favorite “The Nativity”.
We ended up with a bunch of rad ornaments, that will adorn our tree so nicely!
And even recovering Micah came out to make the cute snowman face above.
Pippi was so frustrated with Ducky this morning.
He got put in time out, and just kept getting out.
She told me that she was so mad at him, and I told her “Monkey see, Monkey do”!
This girl is having a lot of tough talks with her babies lately.
This one involved teasing, and being mean to the other 45 stuffed animals/dolls in Pippi’s tent.
When my kids were disobeying me, and playing hide and seek in the mall, Dash came back with “a really cool thing”. All of the kids were gathering around, so I gathered to see what the excitement was about. He found a repulsive bug trap! A sticky, messy bug trap — with bugs on it. I immediately tried to slap it out of his hands, but it wasn’t going anywhere. Dash was stuck to the goop. When we finally did get him off of the trap, he had the thickest and nastiest residue I have ever seen. After several hand washings, many wipes, and a few harsh chemicals, I just told him he was going to have yucky hands for the day.
Talk about a mother’s grossest nightmare.
Needless to say, I spoon fed him his pizza at the food court.
Hopefully this kid never has to hold up the peace sign, because those fingers will be taken.
All day, every day!
I love to see how wrong I get the weather when I drop my kids off at school. Quite often I take them in shorts and a t, when everyone else is bundled up in ski jackets. But today, I think I might have it kind of right — with Navy in a short-sleeved sweatshirt, and even Scout in a light sweatshirt.
But when I went to pick them up, they both said, “MMMOOOMMM! I was soooo hot today!”
So I guess I didn’t get it right.
But my question is…what do all of the other kids do when they get hot?
I guess they remove layers upon layers.
But unfortunately, I did away with layers about three years ago. One lost sweatshirt was all it took for me to realize that I’m never going through the lost and found again!
When B realized that the primary room wasn’t set up, she enlisted some great helpers.
Navy…awesome Navy pitched right in.
Pippi provided some artwork.
Dash was practicing being the reverence child.
And who are we missing?
Scout?
Yeah — who knows where Scout ended up.
I hope these two remain best friends forever.
I hope they stay in touch throughout their childhood, they room together in college, the live near each other when they are young mothers, and they grow old together while exchanging phone conversations on the daily.
Is that too wishful?
I love Santa Pics.
I especially love that Grandma gave my kids the cutest matching PJ’s for their Santa Pics this year!
My only concern this year, is will the excessive dabbing that goes on in our house, show up in the pictures?
Hopefully not.
This is to die for!
So far — so good.
I knew it.
I knew that at least Scout couldn’t contain himself!
Our group shot miraculously didn’t have dabbing in it.
Or did I speak too soon!
Now let the after-Santa-pics-shenanigans begin!
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