Five Little Moons

you should see the other guy....

Yesterday, Asa and Ellori were playing upstairs while I was picking up downstairs.  They were supposed to be down for a nap, but I found out later that they were fighting over pantry smuggled Scooby snacks.  This is what happens when two little people want the same Scooby snack; one hits the other in the forehead.  I'm fairly certain that foreheads are a a bit harder than eye sockets.  Then today, after stealing his sister's baby doll (you don't wanna mess with the girl's baby dolls) she turned to chase him down and he smacked into the edge of the table.  OUCH huh?

 

** side  notes** (as to how cute kids are).  Two nights ago Asa was lying in bed with Randy when he said, out of the blue, "If I do get married, I want it to be for love".  Do any of you mother's of 3 year olds know where that line came from?

And on the morning after we celebrated Thanksgiving, when the kids got up to go play, my mother instructed them to sit down and tell her what was going on in their lives, what was new etc.... She was attempting to make a point that family meals are not just for filling our tummies, but for connecting with one another as well. She started with Asa..... and asked what was going on in his life.  He responded with a sigh, and then said, "My life ...is kind of .... messy.....right now."  Doesn't that just about sum it up for some of us.  We all laughed hysterically. 

This is the feature of the week at Grosgrain.  http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/12/dinner-party-frock-giveaway.html

 

"spots" a.k.a. freckles

When Bailey was about 4, she had a red headed "Barbie" doll; she had said that it looked like Auntie Jugy (my lil red head sis) except...she said......the doll didn't have "spots" like Julie.  Well, now she has "spots" and Asa is beginning to get his "spots" also.  They are so cute!

Also included a few pics from the pool today...I couldn't get the other 3 to slow down enough for a photo.

 

 

a reason to blog

finally, i feel like making an entry.  the kids and i are heading to nooksack for the 4th of july.  we are going to the  bull-o-rama in sumas, washington on saturday, after plenty of hopeful sunshine on friday. we may even take in a movie (kitt or wall.e)  there will be 'nothing' to do except relax and watch the kids play.  my kind of vacation.  my little sister and nieces, chloe and sophie will join our kids and we should have a great time.  as promised....i managed to get my kids to smile for me.  not such a huge feat after all.

ellori, conner, asher, bailey and asa

asa and ellori.......from behind (ha)

"Rated R" for graphic content

Only a mother can actually appreciate the information I am about to reveal. 

The twins have been "potty training" for a few solid weeks now, but Asa hasn't been real good about going poop on the toilet.  The rewards are paid out the same, so I may need to consider that; however this evening they were both looking to cash in on some skittles.  Ellori would go "wee" and then Asa, and vice versa.  Then Asa went poop.  Yeah for Asa....!  Ellori already had panties on so I went to look for a pair for Asa, thinking that the comfort of tightie whities would outweigh the feel of his diaper.  Asa put them on, and they both ran out.  I had worked 12 hours today so I was exhausted, slightly dozing on the couch for a few brief moments.  The kids were at the table eating their dinner.  I awoke to the sound of the two of them "playing" in the bathroom.  I forced myself up, and went to assess the "damage" and found the door locked.  After some assertive prompting, they finally opened the door, and I found wet toilet paper everywhere ........(i'm still not sure if they were using the sink or the toilet).  Asa then proceeded to show me something on the tips of his fingers.  Yep, ......you're right...it was POOP!  I went back in the wet bathroom, and pulled his pants down to reveal wet tightie whities and a little "smear".  I figured he had gone " fishing" and came up with that, but after washing his hands thoroughly, I noticed poop, again, all over his right foot. This was too much poop to have let just a little smear.  I grabbed the nearest thing I could find to clean him off with (his T-shirt) and washed his foot before we headed upstairs for a bath. 

It was here that I realized there might be a "loose" turd lying around the house somewhere.  I asked my 2 yr old if he had pooped, and where?  He proudly said, "in my pants" .....well of course, or we wouldn't be here right now, but WHERE, in the house, did you poop?  Again, the answer was, "in my pants".  I was extremely tired, or the thought would have come to me quicker; but rolled up in the foot of his pant leg was "the lost turd". 

I would have included pictures...but then again.