Bits ‘N Pieces

– Today is a MckMama McKDay for me.  I made these pancakes this morning, which I was completely unsure of but was pleasantly surprised when the kids gobbled them up.  Anything made with flax seed meal and flax seed oil sounds a little, uh, gross to me.  But, in an effort to reign in our not so great eating habits, I followed the recipe to a T.

I’m going to make the cookies this afternoon.  And next week I’m going to try the Nut Butter.  I feel so domestic!  (And Barbara, I’m going to wear the new apron – can’t wait!)

If you’ve never read McKMama’s site, you really need to add it to your google reader.  She’s hilarious, she’s an amazing writer, and I think that she just might be supermom.  Plus, she makes me think that if she can manage four children in four years, one of whom has serious health problems and still make meals that contain flax in them, then I can too!

I love blogs…

– I signed the kids up for the library’s summer reading program this week.  And then I bought them canvas bags for their library books and let them decorate them.  Just so you know, a five and three year old and metallic puffy paints are nothing short of an adventure

So, the reading program:  For every 12 books the kids read, they get a special prize from the library.  I’ve actually added to that goal, though.  I told them we would go back to the libaray to collect their prize when they read 12 books in English and one in russian

Piece of cake.

Except they can’t read in English yet!  Gah!  Which means I am having to be much more intentional about reading to them.  I started working with Sloan on his English reading.  I bought a great workbook that seems to be helping a lot, so I think I’ve decided that for every 7 pages he does in the workbook, I’ll let him count it as a book read for the library.  I’m not sure if that’s cheating or not.

Just FYI – teaching kids to read English is H-A-R-D.  English is a dumb language.  It makes no sense.  At least in russian every letter has only one sound.  Once you know the letter’s sound, you’re good to go.  English?  Good grief.

So we’ll see how it goes.  Sloan’s already read three books (I read them to him and made him sound out the shorter words) and Tia has “read” two.  When I’m done here, I’m going to search the internet for simple russian language books. 

That won’t be hard at all.

– I’m going out of town in a week in a half.  I will be gone for 8 days and it’s the longest I will have been away from the kids since they were born.  I’m a little apprehensive about it.  I’m not one of those mom’s who has a hard time being separated from her kids – in fact, I think it’s GREAT to get time away – but I’m going to be really far away and my kids will be spending a majority of their days with a babysitter.

This makes me nervous.

I’m also thoroughly overwhelmed at all the preparations that need to be done.  Meals need to be baked and frozen, schedules need to be ironed out, diapers need to be bought, packing needs to be done, and major pep talks need to be given to my husband who is being very supportive and cool about this whole process but who I can see is freaking out just a little.

Whew.

Wish me luck.

Wordless Wednesday: Who’s Been Playing with the Red Marker?

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Nashville

Thanks for all your kind words, thoughts and prayers.  We had a lovely, refreshing weekend in Nashville and came home rejuvinated and encouraged.  A special thanks to Rob and Kyna and Matt and Erin who made the weekend such a blessing for us.  There is still heartache present, but also peace. 

The kids had an absolute blast with their friends.  Here are just a few of the things we did:

We ran through a wide-open field…

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We visited the Farmer’s Market in downtown Franklin where we learned to milk a cow…img_5838

We got a Light Saber painted on our face…img_5846

As well as a butterfly…img_5849

We sat in an oversized rocking chair with friends…img_5852

We made S’Mores around an open fire…img_5866 img_5855

We played hide and seek…img_58372

We spent 11 hours in the car not driving mom and dad crazy…img_58711

And we altogether wore ourselves out…img_5870

Yes – it was a good weekend.

Tuesday’s Talking Pictures

“They” say that a picture is worth a thousand words. So I figure a video clip must be worth around 10,000 words. I give you two clips today. The first is a video they shot and showed at our church this past week – and it’s hilarious.

They brought in several children and set them at a table in a room with a secret camera. Joe gave the kids a cookie and told them it was their’s to eat, but if they waited and didn’t eat it, when he came back he would give them two cookies. I’ll say it again: Hilarious.

If you’ll notice, my kid did not even hesitate – he did not think about it or wait, or even seem to care…he simply ate his one cookie, then wiped all the crumbs off the table (which he then licked off his hand) and sat back content.  He told me later he didn’t want two cookies.  Mm-hmm. 

The best, however, is Andrew, the little Chinese boy who finally succumbed to temptation.  Classic.  Enjoy the clip.


 

This second video is nothing special – just a bunch of wet-haired, jammie-bottomed kiddos singing karaoke.  That was a bizarre sentence…

After watching that is it any wonder that our kids are always sick? Geesh.

Zoo Day

Whew – we’re home and we’re worn out. After nearly 45 minutes of wandering Forest Park looking for the blasted Zoo, I finally found the detour route that led us there. Um, could we possibly get a flippin’ sign out there folks? Kthanks…

The kids were awesome, partly because they really are just great kids and partly because I told them we’d go straight home if they started fighting with one another or me – and they knew I meant it. I wasn’t messin’ around today.

We’re still fighting the crud around here. I hoped a day in the sun would knock it out of them a bit. Tia is getting over croup, everyone’s getting over pink eye, and Landon’s nose is a constant flow of thick green mucus. Mmmmm…aren’t you glad you stopped by today?

Anyway, moving on…I’m thrilled, nay, ecstatic that cutie-pie Kris Allen won American Idol last night. In fact, I voted for the first time ever on Tuesday night. I voted five times, actually, which I thought was a lot until I read on Facebook that some lady voted 10,000 times on her cell phone. How is that even possible? How do you even keep track of that? Like, was it actually 10,000 times or was it only 9,782 and she rounded up? Baffling.

We are going to lay low this weekend – thank the good Lord. It’s been nuts around here lately. I am thrilled to have no real solid plans for now. Happy almost Memorial Day to you all. I may be back tomorrow, or I may not – because I’m not committing to anything for the next few days. Ha! That feels good…

Oh yeah, and it looks like I may have the new design up by Monday. Very exciting.

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It’s beautiful out today so we’re headed to the Zoo. I’ll be back later with an update. If anyone is interested in joining us, come on out. I’ll be the crazy lady in green trying to wrangle three kids into submission. Why am I doing this again? Oh yeah, because I love my kids…

Waterworks – The good kind…

Second to seeing the delight etched across my kid’s faces as they dash down a white, sandy beach, one of my favorite things is watching them run through a sprinkler.  It’s so simple and yet they feel as though I’ve moved mountains, aligned stars and hung the moon just for them when I pull out a rusty sprinkler head, attach it to the hose and set them loose.

Evidence of this fact:

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The only one who didn’t seem to enjoy himself was Landon:

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He was all smiles by the end, though – as were the other two…

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It’s the simple things…
A few recipe’s from the tea party are published in a page on the sidebar. I’ll add to it over the next couple of days.

Moving Forward

Well, Tia’s hair still looks awful this morning.  You were all so kind in your comments about her “fixed” hair, and I appreciate your sweetness, but it really does not look good.  In a couple of months, when the right side has grown out a little, I think it will be a little cuter. 

I have attempted little-bitty ponytails today, which require massive amounts of hairspray and barretts to hold back the super short hair on the right side of her head.  I keep telling her she looks beautiful and she really is a doll, but that hair – oh my…

A friend and I are throwing a Mother’s Day (a week late) tea party on Sunday so I’m ramping up for a few days of baking.  Orange Cream Scones, fresh Strawberry and Lemon Curd, Fruit Salad with Spiced Syrup, Watermelon-Feta Salad, Spinach Tartlets with Cream Cheese Crust…who’s hungry?  And those are just the things I’m making – you should see my friend’s half of the menu. 

I love tea parties.  I love the food and the leisure, the tea’s and the accessories.  I’m going today to pick out the tea’s and get the final ingredients.  I’ll post some pictures when it’s all said and done…I know you can’t wait.

Today is Sloan’s last day of preschool.  That’s very strange.  He will never be a preschooler again.  It feels right, of course.  He’s so big and so mature that I’ve sometimes questioned our decision to hold him back this year.  I know in the long run we’ll be glad, but for now he seems way too advanced for where he is.  I hope we can keep him challenged next year in kindegarten.  We’ll see.

And finally, can I just say that I love my husband?  He’s a good guy.  But I will tell you that the other night, when we were flipping the channels and we landed on Grease 2 and he started singing along to the songs – I was a little baffled.  After nearly 9 years, I’m still learning new things about him.  Grease 2?  Interesting…

Can I Just Go Back to Bed?

*updated pictures below – it’s not any better. 

I woke up this morning to a very quiet house.  It was 7:00 and I thought, wow – today’s gonna be a good day.

I was wrong…

As I was getting dressed, Sloan came in to my room and said, “Mom, look at Tia’s hair.  It’s short!”

He cut her hair off.  He cut it off.

I just started crying and sent them out of the room.  I know it’s just hair, but I love her hair.  I love pigtails and braids.  These are the things I love about having a girl.  And I’m just so sad. Here are pictures for now.  I’ll post more after I’ve taken her to the salon and had them do whatever they can with it. Pray for me!

Too bad the mullet is no longer in style

Too bad the mullet is no longer in style

 

Why couldn't he have done this on the other side?

Why couldn't he have done this on the other side?

 

The bag of her hair that I'm crying over

The bag of her hair that I'm crying over

I was hoping that blogging about it would make me feel better. But it didn’t.  In fact, looking at the pictures has brought on fresh tears.  *sigh* I guess I’ll find this funny someday?

Bad Dorothy Hammel haircut. Notice how the right side is significantly shorter than the left?

Bad Dorothy Hammel haircut. Notice how the right side is significantly shorter than the left?

 

She's going to have to get used to head bands.

She's going to have to get used to head bands.

He broke me…

Sloan, who usually is required to have an hour long “rest time” in his room had a few, shall we say, attitude problems today.  When it was time to come in and he threw a lovely five year old tantrum, I upped his room time to an hour and a half, which prompted a melodramatic drop to the floor and great heaving sobs.  He then kicked a chair over, which led me to up his room time to 2 hours.  Which prompted more wailing.

He has a penchant for drama.  I don’t know where he got that from.  Ahem.

As I put Tia to bed I heard his mournful cries and genuinely felt bad for him.  The kid is so much like me that I know how painful isolation for two whole hours would be.

When I came out, I gave him a hug and explained to him that his attitude and actions have consequences.  He nodded.  “I’m sorry mom that I made that bad choice.  It wasn’t wise to slam the door and kick the chair.”

After I picked my jaw up off the floor, I agreed with him and told him I forgive him.  Then came the kicker…

“Mom, I really don’t want to spend 2 hours in my room.  I just really wanted to come out after an hour and spend time with you because I love you and I like to be with you.”

So I lowered the room time to 1.5 hours.

I know, I know… I’m a pansy.

So Much, So Little

Short bits of information I know you’re all dying to know…

My internet at home has been down for a couple of days now, so I feel like I am slowly suffocating from lack of computer love.  There is a very distinct possibility that I am an addict.

The kids had their russian concert last night.  Pictures and perhaps video to come (aren’t you excited?).  They did amazing.  Tia stood up and said her russian poem right into the microphone!  My Tia (or Katyoosha as they call her at school – I love russian names)!  I was shocked and proud.  It still baffles me how well they both do is those classes given that they get so little practice at home.  Kids are amazing little beings.

I have so much I want to say, but most of it would be boring so I’ll keep it to myself.  I will leave you with a few snippets from the last couple of days:

-When I had my hair colored the other day, the hairstylist found a grey hair.  I made her pull it, then told her to never tell me again if she saw any, but to discreetly pull them while combing my hair.  She laughed, but I’m pretty sure she thought I was nuts.

-Speaking of hair, she gave me a $15 gift certificate that I can give to a friend.  I am going to give it to one of my local commentors.  Just leave me a comment and let me know if you’re interested.  Her name is Olga and she’s great.  She works at The Face and the Body spa and salon in Chesterfield and she only charges $31 for a haircut, so this certificate gives a 50% discount.  It’s a good deal.

-I talked to the bug people yesterday about our mouse situation.  They said that the mice are likely nesting and the only thing that will stop them is if we find where they’re coming in and close it up.  Riiiight.  Our house is 45 years old.  They could be coming in anywhere.  I may have to just construct mouse hotels in the basement.

-My brother recently started his own blog.  Go over and give him some love.  His first story is from back in his Navy days – he’s got some good stories to tell and his blog should be a fun read.  Brett’s a great writer (much better than me, but don’t tell him I  told you that) so I’m excited to start reading his stuff.

Okay, that’s all for now.  I have to go.  It’s thundering and I’ve left my kids in the child care at the gym.  But Sloan is so terrified of thunder that I fear he may be clawing the poor workers to death in there.  I better go rescue him.

Happy Mother’s Day to all my mommy friends and, of course to my own mother and mother-in-law.  I love you guys!