Monday, November 29, 2010
I am a good boy. Please bring me a Tinkerbell, a dinosaur, a Special Agent Oso Whirlybird, a Spiderman, some brussel sprouts and a new bicycle and a bumblebee pillow pet.
He came up with most of it by himself. I did prod him a little bit on the brussel sprouts and bicycle. But only because I knew that Santa has already gotten him one. A bike I mean. Not brussel sprouts. Yuck.
Sunday, November 28, 2010
I began what I'm going to call my holiday baking marathon the day before Thanksgiving. Right now I'm really into pumpkin. I made some chocolate chip pumpkin muffins because I saw that everyone else was doing it and I'm a follower. Let me tell you this. Everyone else knows what they're doing. They were delicious! Although I think Big D was a little sad I didn't stick with our traditional blueberry muffins. Especially since the last time I made those for him I had to put some whole wheat flour in the batter and totally ruined the experince for him.
Anyway, then I made a pumpkin dump cake that I was going to take to Cheryl's house for Thanksgiving. Only it was kind of ugly. It tasted pretty good but was not pleasing to the eye. So then I made some layered pumpkin cheesecake brownies that were not only beautiful but also yummy. I took those to Cheryl's house. Although she didn't really need them because she made a chocolate pecan pie that was delicious! Are you beginning to see why I'm wearing fat pants?
My plan is to eat the rest of the brownies tonight and make Mike eat the rest of the cake so that tomorrow I can make a pumpkin cheesecake pie. Then we will be done with the pumpkin. Until next year.
Today at church one of the helpers in Jake's sunday school class asked him what his name was and he replied "Spiderman."
A few days ago I recorded a Tinkerbell movie because it just happened to be on the TV and I noticed that Emma was really paying attention to it. It's a Christmas miracle! She has never really been interested in television. And I know this is bad parenting but sometimes you just need to sit them in front of the TV so you can breathe for a minute. Well, Jake also loves Tinkerbell now. And he really wants a Tinkerbell for Christmas. Mike is going crazy. I think Jake has about as much of a chance of getting a Tinkerbell for Christmas as I have of getting into my skinny jeans before Christmas.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Monday, November 22, 2010
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Thursday, November 18, 2010
The little guy likes to push me off of pumpkins and stuff.
The other girl here (I think her name is Mama) tries to help me out as much as she can. But sometimes she disappears for awhile and I find her in a closet eating chocolate while whispering things I don't understand to herself. Sometimes I just have to hide. Go incognito. Just for a little while. Just me and my lanpshade.
And don't even get me started on the dog. Fur everywhere. Every time he walks by me he shoves me down. And the stench! Plus, the other day I caught him chewing on my stuffed lion. It's more than a girl than take.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Last week we made these cool, super fancy bird feeders from pine cones, peanut butter and bird seed. The kids had a blast putting them together. Too bad the birds didn't have a blast eating them. Poor Jake must have sat at the window for minutes waiting for a bird to appear. Alas, all we got was ants when one of the feeders fell off the tree and landed on the ground.
On Halloween, one of Emma Mae's little friends at school gave her a cute little ceramic sea lion with tiny paints and a wee little paintbrush to decorate it with. Today, I busted it out for the kids to decorate together. They did surprisingly well. They took turns even! I think I've finally found the inner artist in Jake. Much to my dismay, he doesn't like to color. He does, however, like to paint!
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Yes, those are really big drinks. No, neither one of us finished it. Yes, we walked to the theater. Yes, mama, it's just iced tea.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
I call this one Blue Eye. I think he captured the essence of penguin here.
This one (obviously!) is called Penguins in Daddy's Shoes. I think he was trying to show the quirky side of the penguin and also how they like smelly things. Mike just informed me that there is no way Jake could have taken this picture since he is, in fact, in the picture. I see his point. I must have taken this one. But Jake put the penguins in the shoes and posed them all on his own. I swear!
Shamu-a close up.
I think he was trying to invoke compassion here. Doesn't this picture make you want to reduce, reuse and recycle?
Jake is such a crack up lately. Here is the joke he told Mike last night.
"Banana in your FACE!" hysterical laughter.
Is that funny? Because to me it doesn't make any sense although I have to admit I don't always get jokes.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Jake was a pirate and Emma was a feisty kitty. Jake really got into the whole pirate thing. From the minute I showed him his costume he started yelling "ARR, MATEY!" It was cute the first day. Then he scared a lady in HEB on Halloween by screaming it at her. I had to ask him to tone down the pirate speak a little bit. I had every intention of getting him a bandana or something to tie around his head to complete the look. Would you believe I couldn't find nary a bandana around? Is nary still a word? Anyhow we ended up using this cool spider hat he made in school. Every one was calling him Captain Jack Sparrow from Pirate of the Carribean. So cute. The first day I tried Emma's costume on her she had a complete fit and screamed "NO, NO, NO, NO!" Emma always says no four times in a row. It's her thing. But luckily, on Halloween night, she bucked up and became a kitty. She even made a few weird kitty sound effects.
It was hilarious to watch Jake and friend Aiden trick or treat together. They are 100 percent boy. They ran from house to house screaming but found their manners long enough to say trick or treat at every door. Emma was so cute. She had no clue what was going on at first and just stood around looking bewildered. That got her a lot of extra candy. Since she wouldn't leave people's doorsteps they just kept dropping candy in her bucket. Then later she got extra candy just for being so darn cute and waving bye to everyone.
Our neighborhood goes all out for Halloween. Most of the adults dress up too and some of them are pretty scary. Death showed up again this year.
I did what I do every year when I see him. I tell him to grab his sickle and take a hike. I'll see him when I'm 97.
Someone gave Jake these fabulous vampire teeth. He wears them everyday as he chases Emma around the house. Reminds me of my brother. Hope you all had a happy Halloween!
Emma. Pssst, Em! Look at the camera. She's a bit of a diva sometimes.
While Jake was running my dad ragged, Emma brought all of her books to MeMaw to read. Although my mom doesn't go by the name Emma anymore I love the fact that they share the same name. And the same eyes. And I think, the same temperament. Look at that lip! Jake has that pouty lower lip too. I wonder where they get that from?
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
We've been to story time before with much success. It has been a few months though and I couldn't wait to get back into going because Emma has gotten to where she really loves books. Apparently, she only likes books in the comfort of her own home.
We got to the library and got the kids settled in on their carpet squares and waited for the librarian to come on down. As soon as she started reading the first book, Emma took off towards the stage the librarian was sitting on and climbed up to the top step where there were all of these stuffed animals laying around. She picked one up, giggled and brought it back down to where we were sitting. No big deal. Kind of cute.
The librarian continued to read. Emma continued to run to the stage, climb the stairs behind the lady and pick up stuffed animals. I decided she was being very distracting. So I went after her and pulled her off the stage and told her she had to sit with us. Emma said "NO, NO, NO, NO!" So I let her go.
Jake decided he needed a stuffed animal too. He started whining about it. Jake's whining is sort of like nails on a chalkboard. It just gets to you. It makes you grind your teeth after awhile. I told him to sit still until the story was over. Emma ran back to the stage and picked up the very stuffed animal that Jake wanted and threw it down on the ground almost pelting the librarian in the head.
It was on. I picked her up and told them both that we were leaving. Mind you, the librarian hadn't even finished the first story yet. Jake went berserk. He was screaming at me that HE DID NOT WANT TO LEAVE! The other mama's were averting their eyes, trying not to look at me. I'm sure they were judging me and thanking God that they have sweet, perfect, well behaved children.
I had to drag Jake out of the library while he had a full on fit. He was screaming all the way out and flailing his arms about while stomping his feet (actually it was his entire legs stomping). He looked like a toy soldier on crack. Or too much caffeine. Or too much Halloween candy. I'm just saying his arms and legs were moving so fast you couldn't even see them.
We made it outside and I sat them both down on a bench to calm down. I explained to Jake that we had to leave because sister was not behaving and that he was being ugly with a capital "UG". So, he hit me and told me it wasn't fair. Right in front of two men who were doing some landscaping work. I told him that it wasn't fair that we had witnesses at that moment. Not really. But I thought it.
So, we left the library. But I still had to go to WalMart to pick up some stuff for dinner. I threatened them with bodily harm if they didn't behave. Then I threatened them with the with holding of Halloween candy. They weren't perfect, but we did make it through WalMart without another melt down. We came home, ate lunch and now they are in their rooms trying to nap. And here I sit self medicating with a big pile of their Halloween stash. I think they owe it to me.