Every year starting around November, the world conspires to try to kill us with a combination of food and holiday events. My office kicked it off early with a chili contest to send October out. (Hmmmm, yummy chilis!). The office struck again with a baby shower in mid November, and then again for our Thanksgiving pot luck. Next at bat was my ( Read more... )

The preparations were made last night with care ( Read more... )

The young lady continues to not want to go to sleep, and will typically find some excuse to wander to us long after she should be sleeping. "I heard a noise" "I saw a snake in my room" "I heard a wolf howling" So last night was no exception, she came down and said she was scared of her room and wanted to sleep in the big bed. You pick your ( Read more... )

What exactly are they teaching children these days? As I was preparing lunch for the small people this past weekend, Rachel came up to me and solemnly announced that Her Teacher Says when it's lunchtime, you should "Eat, Drink, and get Married." It was probably a little wrong of me to think "Hmmm, that third one depends entirely on what is being ( Read more... )

Since the gas station by my office still had some gas when I was leaving work, I went in, waited for the one car ahead of me, and put about 1/3 of a tank of Premium (Yes, they actually had Premium, poor car, having to drink the gas of the masses these past couple weeks!) to swish in around with the rest. They were obviously getting low though, one ( Read more... )

Stupid GA weather. We are developing a pattern, you see, and it goes like this: Sunny, mild, and lovely M-F afternoon. Cloudy, Raining, and yucky Friday evening-Sunday Night. And this past weekend fit the bill in spades. This week is so far falling on the chilly side of mild, with the low supposed to go into the 30's tonight (!!) and come on, ( Read more... )

They love to play Monster with Daddy, who will grab a child and carry it away to his lair (the closet usually). The kidnapped child yells to the sibling "Come Save me!" and the sibling will go grab an arm or a leg and "rescue" the monster-napped victim. Most of the time. Last night, it was bedtime, and Daddy grabbed Ryan ( Read more... )

Conversation this morning:

Ryan: I know what bad grass is called.
Mommy: Oh Really? What is it called?
Ryan: Weeds.
Mommy: True, and we don't want weeds in the lawn.
Ryan: Nope.
Rachel: or the laundry.
Mommy ... Nope, guess we don't want them there either.
Rachel: We don't want weeds anywhere.

Last night as we were driving home, Ryan and Rachel were being fractious. They were both declaring how much they knew and it was escalating to unhappiness (ZOMG, big brother/little sister knows more than ME! Waaaah!) So I made up a game. It is hereby dubbed the "What do you know" game. The rules are simple. We went in a circle, Ryan, Rachel, ( Read more... )

I've tried so hard to be a open-minded parent. We've taught the children the real words for their body parts. Ryan watches the Princess Sing-Along with Rachel (Excuse me Disney executives...my children both love the princess Sing Along DVDs...can we also maybe have a non princess one? You know, things like "Bear Neccessities" and "Can't Wait to ( Read more... )