Hubby got a new job last week. One of the requirements of the job is to pass a drug test. (Doesn't that make you feel better about flying?...He's an airplane mechanic for all of you that don't know that.) The three Littles and I went along for the ride and after his test was done we went out for lunch at Red Robin. I know. We're slightly nuts to even make the attempt.
We try to eat pretty healthy around here. Fruits and veggies are part of every meal. Sweets in moderation, etc. Since going to a restaurant is still considered a "treat" over here, I don't get too hung up on what the kids order. The two and three year old split a hamburger and fries and each got an apple juice.
When the waitress set the plate down in front of the three year old, he looked at it for a long time. Finally he looks at me, all puzzled and face starting to crumble, and asked, "Well, what's for fruit?" Quickly averting a potential breakdown, I told him we'd have fruit once we got home. Satisfied, he happily munched down the burger but left his fries on his plate.
There's hope, right Mom?
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
While I stayed
busy this afternoon working on
light switch covers, magnets and coasters...
Baby Doll stayed busy emptying my "junk basket".
We made our messes side by side and both were as happy as clams.
She got the better end of the deal though. Now she's napping and I'm left to clean up both messes.
Nobody ever said life was fair! :)
We made our messes side by side and both were as happy as clams.
She got the better end of the deal though. Now she's napping and I'm left to clean up both messes.
Nobody ever said life was fair! :)
Monday, September 28, 2009
Last week I found my
stress level building every time I went upstairs. My main floor was bad enough but my upstairs? oof. It could be declared a Federal Disaster Area!! (hey! I wonder if it would then qualify for some Federal Relief Assistance? Hmmm...something to consider.) When a place is so disorganized it's so overwhelming to know even where to start.
Saturday morning found me shoveling my way thru the playroom/boys' bedroom. With only the three littles home, it was a pretty taunting task without the big helpers around. News Flash! I discovered that under the layer of Duplos, Legos, airplanes, Little People...there is actually "real" carpet in that room!
I also managed to weed thru my bedroom, the front closet and my towering mountain of laundry. I collapsed into bed that night happily exhausted.
It's amazing what a clean...er...organized house can do to a person.
Saturday morning found me shoveling my way thru the playroom/boys' bedroom. With only the three littles home, it was a pretty taunting task without the big helpers around. News Flash! I discovered that under the layer of Duplos, Legos, airplanes, Little People...there is actually "real" carpet in that room!
I also managed to weed thru my bedroom, the front closet and my towering mountain of laundry. I collapsed into bed that night happily exhausted.
It's amazing what a clean...er...organized house can do to a person.
- Now instead of just tossing things on my desk, I actually (gasp) feel like putting them where they belong.
- Ditto for clothes.
- Instead of playing "Let's-see-how-many-times-we-can-hit-each-other-in-an-hour-and-run-to-Mom-screaming" my toddlers actually play with TOYS. (Now that is worth it's weight in gold thousands of times over.)
- My stress level is slim to none.
- I feel refreshed and ready to tackle whatever this week may bring.
(Famous last words said on Sunday morning...."Hey Hon! We don't have anything on our schedule for this week!" Oops. Good one. Sunday night it was more like, "Which days to we have open this week?" :) )
Let's not talk about how long this clean streak will last....that's beside the point! :)
Friday, September 25, 2009
Friday Favorites
Spring Magnolia by irenesuchocki.
Magical Goose Ride from Cindy and Mindy.
Dainty Lady Cup in Cream from Studio Elan.
eco deal... your choice of ONE custom initialized felt stocking in fun filled colours from rik rak.
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