If one more snowflake falls....

I AM GOING TO LOSE IT, PEOPLE!!!!!!!!

Okay. So we have not had school since last Friday and momma is about to go 100% loony ( as opposed to my typical 88.3%!) This week has been nothing if not interesting. The kids have pulled all sorts of shenanigans and my home is taking the brunt of it!

1 The number of times I have actually sat in the corner rocking myself and crying.

2 The number of flooded toilets flooded from exactly the same number of full rolls of TP.

2.2 The number of liters of water Gus just dropped on my floor as I was typing this.

3 The number of times Gus has poured out an entire box of cereal.

2 The number of loads of clean ( and folded) laundry in 1 basket that Gus coated with Cookie

Crisp.

1,397 The number of times Evan has asked me if he has school that day.

1,397 The number of times I have unfortunately had to answer "no." So sad. :(

This a picture of the toilet Evan flooded. (The second time.) The first time, I scolded him and cleaned it out myself. The second time, I grabbed a pair of gloves and some construction goggles and handed them to Evan. I bet he never does this again! (Notice that there is literally almost no water left in the bowl! He used THAT much tissue!

Snowed in!

It's been snowing since Sunday afternoon, but the brunt of it has been in the last 24 hours...I hope. More to come, now with ice. All this has blended together to make the perfect recipe for disaster. CABIN FEVER. It's worse than being actually sick! The boys have been practically hanging off the ceiling fans. Craig had to leave home at 2:30 this afternoon to head north. He wants to get on the other side of the river (Ohio river) before the ice hits. He is spending the night at his momma's and will head to work in the morning.

Evan just said two funny things I had to jot down before our electricity possibly goes out. (They said that is probably coming, too!)

He ate cereal for dinner tonight. I know. Not the healthiest, but he wouldn't touch the ham I made with a ten foot pole! So, after he ate he said, "Mom, you know.... that cereal had 100 calories. It said it on the box. I just read it. Well...I think it was calories. Maybe it was a hundred fiber. Isn't fiber that thing that makes me poop all the time? Good thing I don't eat that anymore! Who wants diarrhea all the time anyway?"

He followed THAT little gem up with saying this (out of the blue...)

"Hey, kid. Please don't skip on the soap. Shew, son! You smell like a week old hotdog!" (that was to Gus, of course...because he did stink.)

Busy Weekend!

First of all- PRAISE JESUS that we are all healthy!!!! It is so nice to not be constantly wiping noses or cloroxing EVERYTHING!!!!! Just a couple more months and we're clear of flu season!!!

A couple fun things happened this weekend. Evan had his first basketball game EVER! So cute. He is one of three 5 year olds playing on a U7 team and lemme tell ya- It's hilarious! He did get a steal, which was cute. Here he is dribbling (kinda). He's number 2!


Saturday night I went out for my friend Dre's 30th birthday. I can't believe we will all be turning 30 this year. Funny, 30 used to sound so old to me! Now that I am almost there, it's not so bad...

Today we had cousin Dillinger's 5th birthday (GO DILLY!!!) at Jump Zone. I had no idea it was snowing, so thank goodness we left early! The roads were a mess! We had to leave Dillinger's party a little early to go to another birthday party! It was for Evan's first friend he made all on his own! (Not one of my friends kids, not a cousin, not in his class...) It was a kid that rides his bus! So fun. Evan had a blast, but Gus and I were so tired! (He didn't get a nap until 4pm!)

Now the boys are both in bed and I am just waiting for my honey to get home from work so we can get some shows off the DVR before I go into work tonight!

Sorry I have been a terrible blogger.

So, nothing exciting is going on. Between the boys and Craig, our house has become an infirmary. Starting January 1st the rounds of illness began. Gus didn't eat for a week, got croup, which led to an ear infection-causing his eardrum to burst. Evan got the cold from Gus's croup, then an ear infection. Craig got the cold from Gus's croup, which turned into possible pneumonia, definitely an ear infection and a busted eardrum. Whoo hoo. I am the only one to pass this unscathed. I am a nurse both at home and away for the moment.

All that aside. Things are just lovely. Craig and I are doing great. Kids are benefiting from our happy home.

Here's two cute things Evan said this week:

Evan and Craig were out in the living room yesterday, while I was attempting to rest. The history channel was on tv. It must have gotten Evan thinking..... "Dad? Did they have electricity when you were a kid?"
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I was washing dishes one day, looking haggard. (Taking care of a sick family is no small feat!) Evan walks up to me, holding a mirror. He said," Do you see what I see?" I asked what he saw. "The most beautiful girl in all the world!"
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New Year, new beginning.

I am going to shock everyone by saying the following statement....

There. Have you recovered yet?

Yesterday was a rough day in my home. Almost 11 years ago, I met a guy (who also is not perfect). We fell madly in love and ignored all little pieces of eachother that weren't quite compatible. We were CRAZY about eachother. Fastforward 8 years of marriage, and two adorable little scamps later. Now those incompatabilites are mixed with not enough "couple time," overall discontent, messy house, grumpy parents...you get where I'm going. I'm sure.

I thought we were through. I really did. I spent so many years wishing he would change and that things would be different. I ignored him. I nagged. I prayed. I screamed. I scolded. I threatened. I did alot of things I wish I hadn't. He ran. He partied. He screamed. He ignored. He closed me out. Yesterday, we came to the decision we needed to change. For us. For the boys. We needed better for all of us. I wanted counseling. He wanted divorce. I said that I was fine with whatever he wanted. I just was tired of fighting.

I couldn't sleep all night. I prayed. HARD. I had friends and sisters on their knees pleading with God to step in and cover our family. I am so excited to announce that this morning, Craig changed his mind. He wants to work it out. I am going to go to counseling. Even if he doesn't. I have to let go and let God. I just wanted to share my joy with everyone. Thanks for your prayers. And keep 'em coming! I know this isn't going to be easy, but I do know that it's going to be worth it.

Skinny Minnie bubs.

I am off to take Gus to the dr's office. I just called the nurse to ask about Gus's cough. (He woke up this morning with a barking cough. Hopefully it's not croup.)

I weighed Gus then and realized that he has lost a LOT of weight since Thursday (when he started feeling sickish...) He went from 28.8lbs to 23.6lbs! That's like losing 20% his weight! (In a week!) Obviously the picture on the right is photoshopped. Just wanted you to get an idea of what I'm talking about! He's lost his innertube! (Not really, but sorta, a smidge...)

Evan gets on the bus (first day back to school-PRAISE JESUS!!!) at noon and we go across the street to our appt at 12:10. Please pray that Gussie is okay and doesn't have to go to the hospital or get an IV. I don't think he is dehydrated (still has tears, mouth wet, still has wet diapers and not peaking skin)and that is why I didn't call dr earlier....Now I feel bad, though=

UPDATE: Just got back from the Dr's appt. He said Gus is around 26lbs, and not to worry about the weight b/c he is hydrated. However, poor bubs has Croup. :( I just put him down for a nap and all I hear is him barking in his crib. Poor thing.

When you're here, you're family! - Olive Garden

After last night-I think they will reconsider that slogan. Afterall, family is always welcome, right?

Yeah. Last night, after waiting an hour and a half(!!!!!) for those delicious bread sticks and salad, we finlly got sat. This is after Evan, Gus and two of my nieces ran around terrorizing the masses in the lobby for the better part of the evening. All was well...at first. The kids were behaving as best they could and Gus was as cute as ever. (Playing "where's Gus?" with the green linen napkins, and jabbering to all the nearby tables.)

Right after our dinner came (I got Chicken and Shimp Carbonara-YUM!)I heard a strange sound. If you ever had a dog, it's that sound they make when they accidently swallow the stuffing of your favorite childhood teddybear and are attempting to cough it back up. Followed soon after by that whooshing sound your washing machine made that time you accidently flooded the laundry room with your mixture of too much clothes/too much detergent...

Oh yeah. Vomit.(WHOOSH) EVERYWHERE. (WHOOSH)I just kept throwing linen napkin (WHOOSH), upon napkin (WHOOSH), upon napkin.( DOUBLE WHOOSH.) My sister and her husband were in tears laughing (because it was JUST THAT KINDA NIGHT.) The poor waitress came over and asked how our food was and I just said, "I need a to-go box and you need a bag!"

Oh how I despise the word fart. (ack!)

The other morning, I was lying in bed and Evan came in to use my bathroom. I heard him "toot." Then I heard him chuckle.

E: "Oops. I farted."
Me: "Evan. Do not say that word. It's gross!"
E: (totally ignoring my request and missing the point!) "What? I always fart when I pee."
Me: "Evan! Cut it out! I can't stand that word!"
E: (closing his eyes and inhaling deeply) "Ahhh. I love the smell of fresh fart in the morning!"

AAAAAH! What a little stinker! (Pardon the pun.) I was caught so off guard that I laughed and totally forgot to scold him for not listening to my demands. That kid just kills me!

BTW- Am I wrong? What do you teach a little boy to say when he passes gas? My husband thinks I am a dork for calling it tooting.

What should he say?
I:
stinkered?
passed gas?
shot a bunny?
cut the cheese?
broke wind?
have flatus?
pooted?
have thunderpants?
laid an air biscuit?
let one rip?
stepped on a frog?

I am all out of ideas on this ridiculous subject...but definitely open for suggestions! :)

My little dictionary.

Last night Evan wanted to spend the night at my mom's house. Gammy called me today to tell me what a hilarious (and smart!) child I have.

Gammy: "Evan, have you been a good boy?"
Evan: "Umm...yeah?"
Gammy: "even at school?"
Evan: "Yes. Except, I used to not be that nice to Cody-but now he's my friend."
Gammy: "How about your mom? Are you good to her?"
Evan: "Well, I'm sorta bad. I terrorize her."
Gammy: (laughing)
Evan: "What does terrorize mean?"
Gammy: "It means driving your mom nuts."
Evan: "Yep. That's it. That's the word. That's what I do to her."




Isn't he a trip? My mom said she laughed till she cried! Where does he come up with these words? I PROMISE I never call him a terrorist!

1 down, 4 Christmases to go!

Last night we went to Aunt Ju and Uncle Joe's new house for Christmas for my mom's side. (Mind you, they just moved in that day!) Everything was perfect and almost everything was unboxed and put away! They had great helpers!

Memaw and Papaw came with pies (butterscotch and chess-yummy!)! We stuffed our self silly, settled down for the gift opening, threw the kids in bed and played board games (apples to apples and taboo), and watched Elf. What a blast!


Papaw, Kendall, Addyson and Evan.


Gus, Isaac and Addy.


Storytime with Uncle Steve.

Sugar Cookie Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!

This is adorable!!!!!



Sugar Cookie Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!

No, our neighbor is not THAT old!

Yesterday, Evan and I were reading the Bible. He wanted me to read-not retell various stories in the Good Book. We started with The Christmas story, followed by Jesus walking on water and ended with Noah building the Arc. He was asking the cutest questions and REALLY seemed to be getting into it. When we were finished, he continued on with searching thru the Bible. He turned to the back (where the maps are) and asked me where Kentucky was. I told him Kentucky didn't exsist yet, and that all those maps were of Europe and Africa.


He sat there for a minute and asked, "What do you think Jesus looked like?" I told him he was darker than us, probably with black or very dark brown hair. I told him that it was what most people looked like where he lived. He asked why we didn't look like that. I had to go into the whole spiel about our ancestors coming over from Europe and how that was much later than when Jesus lived. I had to tell him about the American Indians and all that stuff too. LONG TALK! I really thought Evan understood what I was talking about until he asked me if I thought Brenda, (our neighbor who is in her 60's), remembered Jesus! I told him she was much too young for that and then he said he bet she at least remembered coming over here on the boat! HAHAHAHA!!!

Finally! A great night's sleep!

After three nights in a row of Gus acting like a raving lunatic at night (see 2 posts down)I was beat last night when I went to bed. I had spent the night before, much like the previous two, trying to get my babe to stop crying and maybe actually sleep. So when I went to bed last night (at 8:30ish) I was praying for sleep, but preparing for a fuss-fest. PRAISE THE LORD! Even as I type this at 7am, my little gifilte fish is still slumbering! Whoo hoo! Whatever was wrong with him (dr thinks teething)seems to be diminishing! I could cry. I am so thrilled!

Beat this, Shelley!

The other day, my friend Shelley posted a "What's wrong with this picture?" blog. (Her son had JUST gotten new glasses, yet there they sat. On a table. Split in half....)

So-here is MY "What's wrong with this picture?" blog.


Wait for it....



Just so you're not confused...That is SO not a barge bath tub toy....

Musical beds....

Well...let me just say that

has struck yet again.

I put him to bed at 8:15 and he was up by 10pm. SCREAMING. I tried everything. The paci, the bottle, the noise maker, rocking him, patting his tush, a back rub....NOTHING. Finally he dozed back to sleep around 11:15. Up again at midnight. I tried oragel, tylenol (spit immediately onto his shirt), singing to him. Nothing. I finally hunkered down into Evan's lower bunk bed and cuddled. He cried. He crawled. He screamed. He slapped.He napped for a few minutes at a time. He tossed and turned. He wash, rinse and repeated the whole deal all night. Finally at 5am, I crawled back into my own comfy bed. He was up for the day at 6:30 am. Apparently so was I.

Fun times. Fun times.

Christmas fun! (but I need some Exedrine Migraine)

So last week we decided to put up the tree. GREAT fun was had by all. This included, but was not limited to me attempting to put the GINORMOUS hole (made from Evan stage-diving into the tree from the couch last year)in the back, keep Gus from eating the cupcake designed ornaments, and Evan from placing at least three ornaments to a branch. AHHHHH!!!!!

Then, the next night I attempted to get a sweet picture for our Christmas card. Yeah. Trying to get those boys to cooperate is like trying to teach a hampster to ride a unicycle. NOT HAPPENING. Here is my evidence...
Gus playing peek-a-boo.
Shocking, but we finally got a good (or at least hilarious) one!

This is the winner. Doesn't it just scream Merry Christmas!

Ew...the sickie ickies.

Well, boy oh boy have we been sick! Stomach bug. Ugh. We are all better now, PRAISE THE LORD! :) Craig, the boys and I were sick as dogs from Sunday night thru most of Monday. Evan, of course, didn't go to school Monday. The day was spent bleaching EVERY surface in sight along with one unfortunate load of laundry. Tuesday was much better. We could all eat again! Whoop whoop!!! Then, we went to Evan's Student of the Month awards ceremony last night. I am so proud of that little stinker! Pictures to follow!

Citizen of the month!

I feel terrible about not blogging much lately. Things have just been busy without much really going on. Does that make sense?

One exciting thing that happened this week was that dear Evan got nominated as the Student Citizen of the Month at school. We get to go honor him at the PTO meeting next Tuesday where they will present him with an award. I asked him what he did to get the award. He has no clue! He said he always helps his teacher and is nice to her... (Not sure if that is the reason, but I guess we will soon find out!)

Here are a few pictures of the boys and their cousins, Kendall and Addyson! I watched all four last week. I really am amazed at my friends with more kids than they have arms! How do you all do it? ;)

The week before Thanksgiving...

In one week, it went from like 70 degrees to 40. Fun times. Nothing new going on with us. Just gearing up for the holidays. This is a picture of Gus waiting for bubby to get off the bus. Oh yeah. Gussie has a toddler bed now. I can't believe how fast he is growing up... Here is a video of my sweetie pie, Evan. I kept taking pictures of him while he was playing on starfall.com. He was super irritated with me. I told him to be nice, and he said "you are so beautiful." I asked him if I could take just one more pic and would he reapeat what he just said...I tricked him and videotaped him instead!

Tired...so very tired...

What is it about traveling that makes us so tired? I am STILL exhausted from last week! Don't get me wrong-it was GREAT! I don't know why I am still dragging, though. Cleveland was nice. Sus hired a massage therapist who does rachi (healing touch), and deep tissue massage. I needed it! I was almost in tears as I was getting my massage because it has been too long since I have been a priority. Kids become everything the moment you become a mom, ya know?

Hillary, Susan and I played board games, went to a farmers market and had a lovely Thanksgiving dinner. Sunday morning I climbed in the car at 7 am and headed home. Long, lonely drive in the snow!

When I got home, I cleaned and hung out with the boys. Sunday night I worked. Monday was Kendall's birthday. I can't believe she is 3! Birthday party for Kendall and Addy Monday night, Tues-worked at Fitworks till noon and hung out with Craig. (It was his off day.) Wed-I had bible study and a baby shower for all the preggies (Aunt Ju!!!) and then worked last night. So far today, I have drank a pot of coffee and am about to get Evan on the bed. Then I have to ignore the effects of the coffee and try to take a nap while he is gone and Gussie is asleep. Teacher conference at 4:30. Work tonight. Friday-dr appt and work Fri night. Whew. Sorry for all the boring details....I'm sure we all feel like this!

I have company!

One of my best friends has been in town visiting with me since Wednesday! Yay, Hillary! We didn't get to go anywhere fun, but we had a nice time just hanging out and chasing the boys. The boys love her! Evan is always cuddled up to her and trying to impress her. So cute.

The other night I was washing dishes and wished aloud that we had more space in our condo. Evan (my little grown up) said, "Mommy, if you got the new space saver bags, you could not only keep your clothes clean, but you have space to store them. You can fit 20 sweaters in the space it would take to fold one!" I laughed my tush off. He is so funny sometimes. And yes, we need to cut back on his tv time. He is already memorizing infomercials!

Well-I am off! Hillary and I drove up to Cleveland last night to visit with her sissy. Sus is AWESOME!!!! Can't wait to fill ya'll in on the happenings of Heather without kids! Fun times!

Nordic Bo Peep and Long Lost Sheep Costume GIVEAWAY!!!!

Nordic Bo Peep and Long Lost Sheep Costume GIVEAWAY!!!!

Such a cute costume set!!!!!

GrosgrainStore.com Grand Opening & Giftcard Giveaway!!!!!!!!

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This is a stay at home mom who just started her own clothing business. Cutest little girl clothes EVER!

Something funny I just remembered!

This past week, while working my once a week, 3 hour shift in playland at Fitworks (I get a free membership!) something funny happened.

It all started with Evan wanting a warm chocolate (kids hot chocolate from Starbucks- in Evanese of course!). No sooner than we parked at the gym, E dumped the remaining contents of his drink in his lap. It looked just like he wet his pants. (Embarrassing for anyone, but especially a five year old grown man!)

Since we were 20 minutes early to the gym, I felt like I had time to right the situation. I took off my hoodie and wrapped it like a towel, fresh from a shower! We ran into the locker room and I washed out his khakis. We threw the shorts in the sauna, praying for a miracle! No dice. Wet as ever. Defeated, we went back to the playland so I could do damage control. I didn't want anyone thinking my baby wasn't potty trained!

As I sat there waiting for the other children to arrive, my eyes drifted over to my fat little gefilte fish, Gus. His thighs are a marvel! Then it hit me! Evan is soooooo skinny! Gus is a buster!

Yep. I did it. I swapped out my hoodie for Gus's 2T shorts and let Gussie's ham-hocks go natural in full glory. Evan looked like a dweeb in his too-short, too-tight hot pants, but it worked! Gus loved going semi-commando, too!

Go ahead and smack my hands...

I need it. I am terrible! Two noteworthy things happened already and I just got off work 2 1/2 hours ago!

1) I know all children are different. I know I can't compare them....But sometimes the enemy creeps in and gets my mind all mixed up.

Evan has always been a talker. Ever since he was 8 months old and he muttered "mmm boob" at church (Yeah. I ended up nursing him till he was two!) that boy has talked nonstop! Gus, not so much. He just doesn't say alot. This morning, when I got off work, I climbed into bed waiting for the boys to wake up. The wheels started churning in my mind. He's 17 months! Shouldn't he be talking more? I know he understands....Could something be going on with him?

Well right as Craig was about to leave for work, he came into our room and dropped a very pop-tart smelling Gus onto my quilt. As he leaned over to kiss us both, Gus said, "bye Daddy!" I know it's not much-but IT WAS! I know God gave me that moment to knock some sense in me!

2) This morning while I was drinking my morning coffee (and trying to watch The Office from last night), the boys were playing in my room . They love my bed for some reason! After a few minutes, Evan came out and said, "I just rescued Gus. He almost fell off the bed. That's what I'm going to do when I grow up. I'll be a baby brother-sister watcher. I'll watch them so their mommies can get a break and watch tv!" HAHA! Talk about convicted. So, I turned off the boob tube and played with the boys. Gus is down for his nap now....so I don't feel so bad being on the computer!

I'm a slacker.

I haven't really done much this week. I have been cleaning a lot. My Hillzie comes to visit on Wednesday all the way from VA!!! I haven't gotten to see her since thier wedding, so I am so excited! She has never even gotten to meet Gus! (Well, not outside my womb....) She did come down when I was a not so svelte 9 months pregnoid.

In election news, I voted and only waited an hour! (At 6:15 am! I thought I would be waiting at least 2 hours...) Right before Evan went to bed, he asked if he could PLEASE vote for Rock Ovama. I made a pretend ballad and let him vote for his choice of candidate. (Even though it was not who I was hoping he would vote for....) We cast the vote into Evan's memory box ( my collection of memorabilia from his childhood). I think it will be something cute to look back on.

I survived watching 4 kids! Go me!

Yesterday I took Evan and Gus over to Aunt Aimee's house and watched Kendall and Addy. We had a blast, but I am SO tired!!!! Those kids (especially Evan and Kendall) adore eachother! For one crazy second I felt wistful that Craig and I have decided to stop with the childbearing. Four was fun! I really do think adoption is in our future, but right now-I'll stick with my 2 little men! :)

Tropical Tree Frog Costume GIVEAWAY!!!!

Tropical Tree Frog Costume GIVEAWAY!!!!

This is an ADORABLE costume! Can be for a girl or boy, size 2-4T! I want it!!!

Hunk-a-hunk of burning Darth Vader

We had an absolute blast on Halloween. Craig and I both took off work so we could hang out with the boys. Craig, Gus and I picked Evan up from school and drove straight to Louisville to trick or treat with my sis, Tonya. Aunt Ju, Uncle Joe and Superman Isaac met us down there. Tonya's son Gerrit was Buzz Lightyear and Ellery was a pretty princess. Evan was Darth Vader and Gus was Elvis. So cute!!!!

All went as expected. Evan and Gerrit raced house to house to grab as much sugary loot as they could carry. Joe and I lugged Gus and Issac and Ju pulled a wagon that Princess Ellery (and whomever got tired) rotated out of.

Funniest observations of the night centered solely on Gus. He was HYSTERICAL! The first few houses he snuck past the homeowner and checked out living rooms. After he realized the goods stayed on the porch he wanted to go to every house! He hooked his arm thru his bucket and wouldn't let ANYONE touch it! Not even the candy-passer-outters! They had to hand over the treat so he could put it in his own basket! Then he'd stick his hand out again for more! Soooo funny! The only time that bucket left the crook of his arm was when he accidently bumped into a gobblin figurine (exactly Gus's size) standing on the sidewalk. As soon as Gussie saw what he ran into he dropped the bucket and booked it outta there! HAHAHAH!!!!

Musical chairs.Uh-hmmm...I mean beds.

So, yeah. We are so stinkin boring! Nothing to report about us at all this past week! Poor Gussie has a cold, with a nasty cough. Evan is wild as ever and Craig and I spent all day today rearranging our home.

Here's why:

Soon after last Christmas, I realized that our teensy home was crammed full with too many toys. We donated some, gave some to family and still HAD A BAZILLION TOO MANY! Craig and I decided to switch rooms with the boys and give them the master bedroom so they would have space to play with their toys. (All Craig and I need in our bedroom is a bed and dressers, so why not?) Then in August, wishy-washy me decided that when Evan started Kindergarten he would wake up the baby every night when he went to bed. (Evan goes to bed an hour after Gus.) So...I moved Gus's crib into the small room with us. Well-really me because Craig is scared of waking Gus up so half the time opts to sleep on the couch. I HATE THAT!!!!

So today we moved Evan into the small room (with Gus) and took back the master bedroom! Whoo hoo!!!!

Only now I am back to square one. I need to find a forever home for a bunch of toys! (not my casa!)

Fishing for Spiderman

Monday Evan had a field trip to Benton Farms and I chaperoned. I should have known it was going to be a wild ride right off the bat. A few kids started singing that song
" I have something in my pocket,
it belongs upon my face,
I keep it very close to me
in a most convenient place"

Well, Evan and a few others had never heard the song before. You are supposed to guess what the children have in their pocket. The correct answer is a great big smile. See if you can guess which one is Evan!
"cheese!"
"an apple!"
"chocolate?"
"Do you have a banana in your pocket?"

Yep. Why does MY kid have to be the one to ask that? :)

Then we get to the farm and there is a jersey milk cow who happened to be brown and white. Evan raised his hand when the farmer asked what she made. "CHOCOLATE MILK!!!!!" Um, I wish! It was so funny!

Fast forward several hours to bedtime. Evan was brushing his teeth and came out into the living room screaming, "Oh no! MY TOOTHBRUSH WENT DOWN THE DRAIN! I was playing sink or float and it sunk and went down the drain!" No joke. Craig and I spent 10 minutes trying to dig it out with a knife and fondue skewer before I realized that we could hook part of it (spiderman's arm) with the fishing pole! HAHA! You shoulda seen Craig fishing for that silly toothbrush!

It worked, though. Ah....life with sons is NEVER boring!

Pictures of my rascals.

Here is Craig Jr....I mean Evan. It's true what they say! The apple doesn't fall far from the tree!

Here are a few pictures from last week when Niki and I took the munchkins to Kinman Farm. Gus and Makena went running off every second they saw us busy with Evan and Braden.

Gussie had his first hay ride of the season!

Politics and my 5 year old DO NOT MIX!!!

Yeah. Evan came home from school today acting extremely quiet. Right as we are about to go to his Chuckie Cheese fundraiser for school he dropped the bomb on me.

E: Mom? You can't vote for John McCain. If he wins, he is going to kill Kahled's family!
Me: Evan. That is not true. Why would Khaled say that?
E: It's true! John McCain is going to tear down all the buildings, too!
Me: Evan. Khaled is just repeating what he hears at home. I promise you. John McCain will never kill Khaled's family.
E: You have to vote for Rock Ovama.
Me: Barack Obama.
E: NO! It's Rock Ovama. Khaled said so.
Me: (muttering) Shows how much Khaled knows.

I am speechless. Truely. I am so over this election and all the smear campaigning. I do not watch debates around my child because I don't think a 5 year old needs to be involved in politics of any sort. All he needs to know is the president's name. Uggh. I don't even know who I am voting for, yet my 5 year old thinks he does. Ridiculous.

Blah.

We have had one of those weeks. Tuesday was great. I took the boys over to Cincinnati. We walked along the Serpentine Wall and played at the awesome park over there. Then we got to babysit baby Issac for a bit so Aunt Ju could go to the baby dr for her checkup.

Wednesday was bible study and that was sooo good! Then I got 4 new tires on my car! I really needed them, too. I hung out with my dad for 3 hours while we waited for my tires and it was sooooo nice. Then, at 7pm my tummy starting feeling gushy. I got sick at 730 and felt a little better. I took a nap and then went into work! I thought I got sick from a vitamin I took. So I got into work at 1030pm (mind you- I work with a baby on a ventilator) and wore a mask-just in case. Well, thankfully their air conditioner was broken and it was 79 degrees. I am thankful b/c that is probably why I got dizzy and went home at midnight. I might have stayed if conditions were more comfortable. I spent all night tossing and turning in bed, but never getting sick again.

Thursday, I got a call from school that E had thrown up at Kindergarten! I was actually sick! And I gave it to my baby! And I went into to work with my little guy on a ventilator! I felt terrible. I brougth Evan home and he vomited every half hour or so until 7 pm. Poor baby! Thank goodness the pukies only last about a day. Friday Evan was bouncing off the walls. Saturday we had flu shots. (Another story for another day. Fun times. UGH.) Then went to the zoo for a little HallZOOween action. All in all, not SO bad.

How do you explain that?

The past week was pretty lazy. We didn't have alot going on-but some pretty cool things happened! I got to spend alot of time talking to Evan about prayers and God answering (and sometimes NOT answering them the way we wish He would.) It was great!

The Webkinz website was having major problems this weekend and Evan kept asking to get online to check and see if it was working yet. He was praying aloud, "God, I was wondering if it would please you to fix my webkinz? Yes or no. You do what you want!" It was so sweet!