Knock knock. Who’s there? Boo hoo hoo. That was Ian’s recent attempt at a knock knock joke, followed by: Knock knock. Who’s there? Nick Knock. I’ve been waiting for the moment the word play light bulb switches on. I tried the other day, when the boys were munching “salty garlic olives.” I said, “Hey, Ian….
Tag: humor
Mathmagic
Ian begged me all week to make lemonade. Finally, I bought two bags of lemons and started the project. Our favorite recipe involves a cup of water per lemon and a quarter cup of sugar per lemon, a lot of peeling or zesting, soaking the peels/zest in the sugar, dissolving it in boiled water, removing…
Had A ‘Tude
I don’t want to say this too loudly, but I think my three-year-old has been switched for a calmer, happier, identical-looking three-year-old. It’s been about 36 hours since he has cried or melted down about something. I’ve witnessed him speaking calmly to his vehicle-usurping little brother, instead of shrieking our windows to shards. He’s voluntarily…
Party Pooper
Remember that Play Foam that the big brothers were supposed to be playing with yesterday while Elijah was going down for his nap? Here is a photo I’ve borrowed from PlayFoam to show you what it could look like before preschoolers have mashed all the colors together to make a big confetti-colored pie.
Yertle the Durdol
This week I’m running on PacEastern Time. We were California last week for my brother’s wedding and quickly unadjusted to Eastern Time (not to be confused with adjusting to Pacific Time). I think I’ve since settled somewhere near Siesta Time.
Fly Free
Ahhhh. Here I sit with a glorious double pane of glass between the brouhaha and me. Our new glass storm door with roll-away screen was installed Monday, and I’m LOVING it. I see every swat of a twig, every snatch of a toy – even the swirling cloud of chalk, but I remain unscathed. Not even a fly buzzing ridicule in my ear.
I Think We Have the Makings for a Banana Shake
Wondering where I’ve been? The entire month of April was composed of a delightful melody of stomach bugs and nasal congestion, accented with a staccato of coughing. For May, we’ve changed up the menu a bit to rashes. So far, 2/3 of my offspring have a full-body viral rash of some sort, and one also managed to get a Strep rash on his bum. Anyone for a play date?
They’ve also seemed particularly fixated on their boy parts lately [this serves as your warning].
April Recipe
Mix all ingredients, except crackers and butter. Scoop into small casserole dish. Mix crackers and butter in quart-sized baggie. Top casserole with crackers. Bake at 350 for 30-35 minutes. Allow to cool for 10 minutes.
From Now On, Rice is an Outside Toy [Megapost]
Aaack, my brain is melting! No, not hurting, just melting. Too much “adventure” lately. The toddler-people have trampled me and chewed holes in my clothes. I have loads of catching-up to do, blog-wise. I wanted to do a cute story for every event along the way, but catching child-vomit in cloth diapers for the last two weeks has wanned my interest.
We Are Dorks
Another Skinner sister word battle (might need magnifying glass).
S.A.H.M. Hill 