Perhaps we've been watching too much Idol?

Who knew Kolby was a rock star in the making? and olivia as a backup/groupie:) I missed the beginning when he said, "Ladies and gentlemen...boys and girls...." This just makes me giggle. I apologize for all the shaking...i can only film stuff like this when I'm pretending not to be filming, thus the "creative" cinematogrophy :)

Playing Paleontologists

ok I don't even know how to spell that word....not sure i'm qualified to teach this to my children. Last Monday, (post yuckiness) the kids and I kicked off our dinosaur week with a Dino-dig. I just gave them spoons and they went to town. Kolby found a piece of an old board and pretended that that was his big bone he discovered. I love this new imaginative play stage that the kids are in together. Although I'm sure anything reguarding dirt would have been just fine with miss olivia!

Don't know why blogger won't let me post this pic horizontal...

Check out this huge bone!

Here Kolby is explaining to me how to dig for dinosuars...

Ode to Bleach

Bleach how i love thee I love your aggressiveness, and how your whole purpose is to kill kill kill. I love that you give me peace of mind, knowing that what ever nasty bodily fluids used to exist in my home are now yet another victim and will continue to be so. Thank you for disinfecting my floors after both my children attempted to spread their germs all over my world. Thank you for being right there with me to scrub the regurgitated pork off my tub. Thank you for preparing sparkling clean toilets for me to hold my hair back and vomit in, should the time come. If only your smell didn't burn my nose hairs and linger on my hands when i'm trying to sleep. Perhaps you and "very sexy" should get together sometime. Because really is there anything sexier that being a ruthless germ murderer? I think not.

Sharing isn't Caring....

when its the flu! Luckily Olivia has been kinda enough not to share her germs with anyone else yet but since I've held her vomit in my hand multiple times now to prevent yet another load of laundry I'm really crossing my fingers that the nastiness won't spread. I'm going slightly stir crazy and kolby's never been allowed to watch so many movies. He's actually been a really good helper....running the bath water, throwing olivia's clothes in the laundry, and even making his own pb sandwich today. Now i feel awful for yelling at him to take a nap while i mopped the vomit from my kitchen floor. And my "romantic" hubby got up the first night with Olivia, bathed her, changed the crib sheets (which I loathe doing) and then remembered to record American Idol for me last night so I could sit on my bed and cheer silently:) Today after smelling as much vomit as I'd like to for a life time...I sprayed on a little "very sexy" and although i feel far from sexy, i smell dang good:)

Romance?

Here's the card (designed by Rosie) that symbolizes my Valentine's Day:)

Friday night we went to a fabulous Valentine party with delicious food and a hillarious game of "NewlyWeds". (no pics bc I'm an idot)

One of the questions asked who the most romantic couple there was. A bunch of people guessed it was daniel and I. I was shocked to say the least bc I certainly don't concider either of us very romantic. We are the worst at suprising each other. We don't even buy each other presents for birthdays and our anniversary, we just go shopping together. I was sure that these people were completely off.

The next morning, you know, Valentine's Day, I was even more convinced of our non-romantic relationship when my hubby informed me he wanted to go running and have some alone time.

Luckily my sis-in-law was also alone and came over to make cookies with the kids. Thanks for saving my mood and probably my hubby's life too:)(see pics)

That afternoon I told my hubby just how unromantic he was. Then he told me that being romantic is all the little things. He did the dishes all day, cleaned the kitchen, changed a nasty poopy diaper, grocery shopped, and make a yummy yummy dinner. He watched a girlie movie with me and even suprised me with a present...3 perfumes.

So no dozen roses or breakfast in bed this year but I suppose that's not really what I wanted afterall. Good thing my husband knows me better than I know myself. I guess that's pretty romantic afterall.

Some day a SLR will be mine...

until then, thanks holly for the pics! These will look way better in the blurb book!

Sharing is Caring...

Especially when its gumballs:)

Here's to being Functional

The other night I read an article called The Functional Family. It talked about the kinds of messages we send our children.

"What messages would you like to intentionally send your children? Do you want them to know that you love them and are thinking about them?..." It then gave a cute idea to tape a note on your child's door to see when they awake.

My hubby tends to get discouraged when he is too busy for family time. With track season about to begin he will be spending less and less evenings with us. I told him about a suggestion in the article and I was pleased to know that he was even listening to me and to see how excited kolby was to have a special note from daddy.

Just for Brittany's entertainment....

oh ya and kaylee's too:) pay no attention to the rooster attempting to steal the spotlight...

Things that make me laugh...

My silly-head children

Miss Drama-Mama (yes she is wearing her spankies and church shoes minus the dress and I am the strange mother laughing at the sight of her throwing a fit on the stairs all bc I tried to take her shoes off...she was snoring 5 minutes after our photo shoot)

The fact that Olivia calls Kolby "B".

The first time I asked her who Kolby was she said, "Pee Pee" I said no, (giggle giggle). Can you say Kolby? "Poo poo" now we moved on to "B" which may or may not be more socially acceptable.

When Kolby and I plug each other's noses and sing I am a Child of God at Bedtime so reverent i know...

How Kolby gets such a thrill out of scaring people...I'm afraid this is all me. Who doesn't love jumping out and saying boo?? yet we are also both the biggest scaredy cats.

Its nice to get in a few laughs between all the "stop throwing monster trucks please"s, "get your hands out of the toilet"s, "don't knock over all the laundry"s, and "you are driving me crazy"s.