Saturday, December 10, 2011

Life with a 3 year old

Ty, while playing with his cars on the floor: "Miska, mooska, Mickey Mouse!"

Damn, he's smart.  He's only seen that show maybe twice.

Sunday, November 27, 2011

What I'm Thankful For (Belated)

1. My apple pie was damn good.

Thanks to my friend Rebecca, who reassured me that no, I do not have to boil apples.

2. The weather was nice, so we played outside on the deck.

3. I only have one in diapers now.
It's been a good weekend. :)

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

I'm a horrible cook

Me: "I'm going to make an apple pie this year for Thanksgiving!"
Husband: "That's a pretty big undertaking.  Are you sure?"
Me: "Yeah!"
Husband: "But you haven't even boiled the apples yet."
Me: (Pause) "Wait, you have to boil the apples first?"

Yeah, to hell with that.  We're having pumpkin pie and raw apples instead!

Happy Thanksgiving!

Sunday, November 20, 2011

My Holiday Wish List

For the kids:
Educo wooden kitchen, from Amazon.

Kids Vans for Ty

Some Tiny Toms for Lily
A quilt for Lily's big girl bed (she'll move into it sometime in the summer, when Thrice occupies the crib.)

A Little Red Wagon, to put their books in.
Like this.


And for me:


Ceramic mugs

A mug tree
And some Minnetonka moccasin boots.  Yes, please.


Not quite sure what to get yet for the hardest man ever to shop for.

All pictures via my Pinterest. 

Monday, November 14, 2011

Fries

Ty: "I have some of your fries?"
Me: "Sure buddy, go for it."
Ty: grabs a handful and takes them back to the couch to watch his movie.

This is all after he stuck a Smartie candy up his nose.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

3rd birthday

My baby boy big boy turned 3 this past Saturday.


We surprised him with a train table and train set.  He was a big fan.  He played with that thing for a good 10 hours, and wouldn't even stop for a nap (damn it).  I had to deliver his food to him...but it was his birthday, so he could be selfish for one day.


He even got to play with it all by himself, without little sister...which meant that I was constantly pulling her off of the table.  





I even got all domestic, and made cupcakes.




I should obviously never be a cupcake artist.  Or a baker.  While the cream cheese frosting rocked (probably due to the stick of butter and 2-3 cups of powdered sugar) the cupcakes themselves were a little suspect.  The kids didn't seem to mind, and Steve had a couple too, but they just tasted off to me.

Ty's actual birthday party is next Saturday.  I delayed it by a week to allow Steve time to finish laying down the deck and clean up the backyard.  I'm glad I did, not only because it's not finished, but because I didn't feel much like celebrating.  I got some pretty devastating news Friday within my circle of college friends, which hit me hard.  So I was content just to sit home and watch my kids play with the train table and scarf down cupcakes.  I don't think they minded at all.

Saturday, October 29, 2011

Don't judge me

It's time I confessed something.

Something I've tried to keep secret for far too long.

Something only a couple of my closest friends may know.





I like the "Twilight" series.

I've tried to deny it, even to myself!  I've made excuses for why I read all the books, and have watched all the movies (in my defense, only one was in the theater).  (And honestly, if I wasn't so embarassingly excited about "Breaking Dawn," I would skip watching that one in the theater, too.  I don't like listening to screaming fan girls...and fan women.)

For god's sake, I'm almost 30 years old.  I'm a feminist.  I'm cynical.  I HATE Valentine's Day, and my husband and I never celebrate it.  Why is it that I like to read about sparkly vampires and the weepy chick who loves them?

Don't get me wrong.  I think the writing is atrocious.  Bella is a horrible role model for young girls.  I think Kristen Stewart is mediocre at best, and I'm not attracted to Robert Pattinson (well, unless he's using his real British accent.  But that's not saying much, as I'm attracted to anyone with a British accent.)

But damn it, it's entertaining.  And I've already made plans with a friend to see "Breaking Dawn" over Thanksgiving weekend.  Though I may be wearing sunglasses and a fedora when I sneak into the theater, lest anyone spot me.

And even though I'm finally admitting this shameful secret, I will continue to make fun of the series and post things on Pinterest like this:



All pictures courtesy of Pinterest.


Now, I think "Twilight" is on FX.  I'm going to go curl up in bed with some insecure humans, sparkly undead creatures and peanut M&M's.