Friday, September 30, 2011

My Life is Poo.

Have you ever walked down your hall and seen a lonely piece of poo just sitting there?
(I call it the lone nugget.)

Or walk into a room and mysteriously smell poo?

Or eat lunch on your couch, look down, and see poo smeared across your pant leg?

Or be bathing your kids and poo floats by?

Or smell your kid's breath and immediately realize he has eaten poo?

Or be so used to the smell of poo, you can't smell poo?!

I have.

Asher has revisited the bathtub floaters stage of poo and it's bringing back poo memories.





















I have figured out there are 4 main body fluids that I can be covered in. I've had them all.

Poo
Pee
Barf
Blood

Did I miss any?

I rank poo as the 3rd worst. Can you guess which is the worst?

#1.  ?
#2.  ?
#3. Poo
#4.  ?

And without looking can you guess how many times I wrote the word "poo" for this post?

See comments for answers.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

When We Grow Up...

When I was a kid I wanted to be a forest ranger, a veterinarian, or a zoologist.




Instead I earned a degree in elementary education.
But now I'm a fitness trainer.
And I have a fantasy of being a sonographer.

Who knows what I'll be doing in 5 or 10 years.
I kind of don't know what I want be when I grow up.

I often wonder what my kids will be.

Particularly Hannah.

She conducts regular experiments with colored water.
She calls it "Rainbow drops of sunlight experiments".

She takes it seriously and spends serious time on it.
She uses the primary colors to make other colors. 

Her obsession with bugs is going on years now.

She has no problem touching them. 
Sometimes it absolutely freaks me out. 
It's the worms and centipedes that really get to me.
Snails are the new favorite.

She likes to talk to others about bugs and explain their different skills. 
She has even gotten her friends into collecting them.

But if you ask her what she wants to be when she grows up she will say...

a princess.        

I absolutely love my princess/scientist/entomologist. 
She kind of rocks our world right now with fun.
4 year olds are awesome.

Asher shows an aptitude toward physical agility.

We joke he is going to be an Olympic athlete when he grows up.

That kid is fearless. He starts tumbling lessons soon.

I get approached often by other moms at the park who don't know what he can do. 
They think he's about to fall to his death and regularly inform me of the predicament he's in. 
I always respond, "Don't worry, he's fine."

But the odds Asher will be an athlete are unreal.
(we'll support it though)

I wonder what he will really be when he grows up.

3 years ago Jared was an Industrial Engineer.

Now he's a designer of children's educational applications.

In 5-10 years...???

I honestly don't know what we are all going to be when we grow up.

That's okay.

What did/do you want to be when you grow up?

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

I woke up to this.

I recently got to sleep in till 7 am.
(Go ahead and feel sorry for me. I remember when sleeping in meant 10 or 11. Not 7 am.)

After my awesome sleep in I woke up to this...



My three favorite people all crammed into a 1.5 foot radius playing "the robot game" as Hannah calls it.

My heart flowed with love in that moment. I was all filled up.

I think I like starting my mornings with love rather than the usual venom for being woken up at 5 am or earlier. (you may continue to feel sorrow for me)

Man, I love a good night sleep!

I had forgotten what they look like.

I recently told a first time pregnant woman to sleep as much as she could now, because she never will again.

I'm not the best person to talk to if you are pregnant for the first time, or thinking about it.

Steer clear of me.

Or at least until I get to sleep in till 6:30 am.

Then I'll have a better outlook on the matter.

But dang, I wouldn't trade all the sleep in the world for these two cuties.

I make cute babies.


I guess Jared helped too.


Anyways... the moral of this story is...

Sleep. Good.

No Sleep. Bad.

The End.


Question: How much sleep do you get?

Not in a Million Years.

This is what an emotional breakdown looks like...


And you'll never guess in a million years why she's crying. Never.
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She says she can't see the T.V. 

Sigh.

We go through this everyday when I scoot her over by 6 inches so Asher can watch too.

What a mean mom I am. 

Making my kids watch T.V at a slight angle. 

I mean, c'mon Lisa, have a heart.

I'm sure all her issues as a teenager will trace back to this in therapy.

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Air With a Hint of Soap.

Hi.

I'm a 30 year old adult and this video made me laugh. Hard.



And I love that someone actually made this bagel video.



Asher requests this low budget Banana video.
He calls it the "Happy" song.
He watches it over and over again.



All these videos were found on Peapod Labs latest app, ABC Food.

I find myself wandering over to the kids when I hear them play it.

The videos are funny.

The games are why the kids play it more than any other app we have.

They like to chop and slice the food.

I just like food.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Picture of The Month - September

Bunk Beds. Hallelujah!



Bonus Pictures:
She loves the top.
Sweet heart and a half.
No trouble there.
Angel Girl.
The first 3 nights he turned the lights on around 4:30 am.
Poor Hannah's sleeping eyeballs.
The light is right over her head.
Goblin Boy.
He is totally asleep in this picture.
He fell out 3 nights in a row before we did something about it.
At one point he was found under the bed around 2 am.
He didn't know what was going on. Poor kid.
It's all fixed now with a tent.
And please excuse the full frontal diaper nudity.
He is usually without pants.
It's the way it is around here.