dagnabbit

I try to be a better blogger.
And then I get caught up in trying to establish a new school routine.
And fail.
I haven't worked out in 2 weeks. Cuz it's hot and Tater likes to crawl under me while I plank.
The only thing I have caught up with is laundry. Which the older two do their own.
So that isn't a HUGE accomplishment.

Soccer and softball are both going.
And we have a lil getaway planned for this weekend for the kidlets.
We didn't take a vacay this summer.
It's nice to do a mini one.

I have yummy tomatoes bought at this little stand a few houses up
from the beach. Yummy yellow ones and little red ones.
All homegrown in the coastal breeze.
I like the coast.

It doesn't feel like fall. Or anything close to fall.
Hot. hot. hot. and humid.
My curly cues have been curled for weeks now.
Looks like my T will have some curls like my M.
It's sweet.

I'm gonna try and blog more.
Can I get a blog alarm clock that reminds me to?

Tuesday things

We are getting into the groove of school and such again.
Soccer and softball practices and games.
Homework and playing.
I've a list of things I want to craft and accomplish.
Christmas gifts I'm trying to figure out.
Halloween is about 57.4 seconds away.

Of course my kids are keeping life real.
Like I tell them where they have to wait after school.
So yesterday I test it out and show up a little later.
Of course the Middle and the Baloney are NOT where they should be,
and I see them walking towards me.
I was kind of like WTF...
not to them but in my mommy head-
and I asked what happened to what I said?
Baloney starts crying-
Middle starts crying.
I ask Middle why she is crying and she says
"Because I madddddde a missss-tttt-aaaaake. *sob* You told us where to go and we didn't." *sob*
Which made me feel for her, but I'm glad that she feels bad about it,
which is how we learn.
Better than her not giving a rat's ass.
Baloney was crying because I wasn't there.
I get it.

Baloney tells me a joke.
"Mom- why did the diarrhea cross the road?"
"I dunno, why?"
"Because it needed help to get to the other side. And it needed help to stay there. That's why diarrhea crossed the road.*giggle*"

Wait----"what crossed the road?"
"diarrhea! YOU know what diarrhea is, it's-"
"Oh, ok."
*giggle and laugh*

This morning it's time for school.
Middle is ready, Baloney is not.
I keep yelling at her while she is being so loud in the bathroom, door locked. I hear banging and water. Finally I go outside and yell up to the open window.
"Baloney, Get out! We gotta go?"
The sound immediately ceases and I hear
"whoa- how is she on the roof?"
Out she comes, hair a mess, no shoes on.
I ask her what in the world has she been doing for ten minutes.
"DANCING!!!!!!"
*giggle and flee.... shoeless to the car*

Tater has been playing with a pink abby cadabby helicopter.
Today he broke the abby cadabby part out and put a dinosaur in as a driver.
such a boy.

I'm off to clean the kitchen
make zucchini bread,
roast chiles and freeze them,
work on a photo book,
and possibly order fabric.
And mourn my last episode of my Teen Mommers. *sniff*

Hair pretties

Fold over elastic? Lovin' it.

Right now the little infant headbands with flowers and whatnot are all the rage.
And little twisted hair ties.
We went into Justice and they had some for 8 dollars.
8 Dollars.....
I could make about 40 or so for that price.

I bought my FOE at this etsy shop, http://www.etsy.com/shop/ninanpep
Super fast  shipping and super easy to pick colors. You can do individual or buy a bunch.
I plan on making these as christmas gifts for my kiddos and others.

Soooo stinking easy and cute.

I made a ton for a baby shower gift. Use the already made shabby chic flowers found at Hobby Lobby, etc, google a tutorial for the rolled ones, so amazingly simple but so cuteeeeee!

Got nuttin'

Sometimes I sit down to blog and think
"well, I ain't got nuthin to say".
Kind of like today.
I really only have mumbles and curses.
Like I bite my tongue not saying what I
want to say, because I know it's better to
be kind when sometimes I want to be snarky.
I have really really really worked on choosing words wisely.
When it comes to people or circumstance.
Which means I still cuss, and say things that
may just not be right, but I'm trying to remember
that everyone has a heart.
Except for the Grinch...or two.

Besides that, 2 last episodes of my Teen Moms.
Which is good for Farrah because I am about to trot my
happy ass to Florida and have a come to jesus meeting with her.
She is embarassingly rude and epitome of nasty.
Love my Cat and Ty but they need to get their butts in college, like yesterday.
Maci- yawn.
Amber is about a platter high of steaming hot mess.

Tonight's dinner is hot dogs and pasta salad.
Hot out here and I'm kind of lazy.
One kid has practice and two have homework.
My boy is getting sleepy.

And I didn't have anything to say.

school

 And they are off.
Another year of school, another year of learning, another year older.
It always reminds me of just how fast they grow. I swear two seconds ago, I was playing blocks with my 18 month old blond haired daughter, in my 2 bed apt. Watching her run around and giggle, and enjoying every baby minute with her. And then I turn around, and she is in 7th grade. What? She has 5 more years until she is a senior in high school. FIVE. I remember when she was five and I walked her to her first day of school. She was so confident in her little skirt and little pigtails. And still is.
She picked out coral shorts for school. Had her schedule and made her lunch. Watched Dance Moms before she left. With her bright pink nails.

Middle is in 5th grade. 5th grade. Her last year before middle school. She has been talking for a few days that she is sad summer is over. I get her sensitive little heart my Middle. Her first day of school of kindergarten killed my soul. Big blue eyes with huge crocodile tears silently streaming down her face. I will always remember the helplessness I felt walking away. Today she still looks at me with the baby blues, but walks tall and straight to where she needs to go. Even if it takes everything in her little sensitive soul to do it without tears. She of course chose bright green pants, and I made a bright green bow to match. She is in a class with her bff, so I know her day will be great.

 

My Baloney. Woke up at 6. Barely ate breakfast and was ready to go. Brushed her teeth twice, and got her bracelets on. She had to have these little birdie bracelets to match her hair and shirt. That one is my bouncer. She bounced her way into kindergarten, and was beloved by all the kiddos. Today, no different. Bounced in, walked right past the teacher as she tried to introduce herself and found her desk and sat down. and got back up. and sat down.....and got back up. That's my bug.

 Growing up.
My kiddos.

Busy

I don't like to be so buys that I miss the right now.
I like seeing my hubby watch his sports
and my Tater making "vroom vroom" sounds with his cars as he plays at hubby's feet.
And I hear silence, as my girls get their clothes and junk ready for school tomorrow.

Every year is bittersweet. I love having my children close. If they are with me, it's like where they are supposed to be. We spend days in the sun, being lazy, picnics and parks. And at the end of every August, my heart gets that little tug as I send them off-again.
I'm so happy for the little time they were all absolutley mine, and I look back and hope I didn't fall prey to the busy, but truly enjoyed the minutes.

The minutes where they scream and fight and Littlest Pet Shops go flying- yeah those I don't remember. Kind of like childbirth. Wait- I remember the hell out of that experience. But I don't think I'll look back on life and say oh how they bickered. Get your fighting out now, learn how to be part of this world, and be in a place where I can correct it, not when they've grown and wonder why they weren't taught. Even I still learn how to deal with people that I'd rather put in a trashcan. A really, smelly, dirty fish guts trashcan. It really is so much better to smile and move along. People will act however they want, just don't have to be their target or their audience.

I've been crafting for my peeps, I'll share those later. 

Summer days

Been soaking up the heat with the kiddos, few family visits, completing a few fun projects, and getting ready for the rapidly approaching day of school. I always get sad when my kids go back to school, simply because I like having them around. They are mine, and I'm like a mother chicken/duck/sheep whateva and like them close by. I am also glad to see them go to school and learn about the world and spend time apart so they are far more happy together. ;)

Anywhocares- I have always wanted a photo wall. I can never decide, too many choices of too many pictures, so I jumped in with my idea and just did it. It was so cheap and easy I couldn't even handle it.

I went to Costco and ordered prints of the rugrats. Largest was 18x12, which is the center pic of the kids and wagon. Cost: 14ish dollars

Two sheets of foamboard from Micheals, $2.99 each. I used spray adhesive and mounted them to the foam board, bought some velcro tabs and attched them to the wall.

Letter M was painted white, had a large canvas, painted it, traced the letters and painted them, sanded it a smidge and there is my wall.