So after a long hiatus I'm back.....I'm going to try to get caught up today. This being our millionth snow day it may be slow going but I'm gonna attempt. Prayers are welcome for the survival of the kids and I today....the odds are against mark but I'm hopeful he makes it through the day without too many time outs. It's me Im worried about really.....but I hid the snacks (they can't overthrow me if I'm the only one holding the key to the fruit roll ups and candy....) and they still need me for lunch....more to come.......

New towels and Crab legs....

So this is why "fun" with laundry doesn't fly in my house.....

Yes, those are my "under garments" AKA undies put in the kitchen towel drawer. Imagine my surprise when I went to dry my hands with a new towel.....Thanks Mark.




Also we received a present today.....

10 lbs of King Crab legs!!! Yum...

The boys were amazed and wanted to sword fight with them- they are very pointy and lethal looking after all , I can see why that thought crossed their minds- but I explained we could cook them and eat them with butter. Mark said " peanut butter?" That thought alone made me shudder- imagine crab legs dipped in peanut butter. gross....

Christmas break is how long????

Seriously, we are on day two of Christmas break and I'm already longing for school days.....why can't Christmas fall during summer months when the boys can ride bikes, dig holes or climb trees?


We have implemented a no tattling rule....no tattling unless life or limb is threatened or blood is showing. I DO NOT care that Mark called you a whiny 7 year old and has made up a diddy about you ( of which I have to say is pretty imaginative and actually quite entertaining). I DO NOT care that Mark threw his pee pee pull up at you ( ok, I do care about that one but deal with it). I DO NOT care that Ryan keeps stealing your juice box ( quit putting it in his face already). I DO NOT care that Matthew looked at your strawberries and said his were bigger. I could go on and on.......Oh wait Mark is coming in to "tell" me something. Sigh....There had better be blood or broken bones.....

and as a side note : I know they are bored- this is why they are driving me batty. We have done crafts out my ears, we have popped popcorn and watched movies, we have done workbook pages, we have read books, we baked cookies, we have built forts ( this one I wouldn't recommend because they are all for it until you tell them that the bed sheets have to go back on the bed and can't stay in the living room all afternoon). I even attempted to have some "fun" with laundry but they quickly caught on and revolted. I am bored too.....and outta ideas.

I didn't do it mom....

The boys slept with me last night- usually I love this because as they get bigger this happens less- but last night for some reason they both decided to forget all their potty training skills. No joke- both boys, in the same bed, with me in it. There is nothing like coming awake to a 5 and 7 year old arguing over who wet the bed, looking down and realizing your own shirt is suspiciously damp and seeing the clock read 2 am. Sorry moms but I'm gonna be honest here and say I DID NOT change the sheets all the way at 2 am- we slept on towels with the boys stripped down to undies (ok, Mark was in a pull up but can you blame me? It IS Mark....). My sheets are fluffing as we speak and the boys are still looking at me like I'm speaking Japanese when I ask them why they both wet the bed last night. "huh? We didn't do it mom.....Ryan must have spilled the glass of water there....." Likely story, likely story.....


On a side note- The little boy who spilled water or is blamed for everything AKA Ryan slept till 830 am today!!! That never happens and I had to keep sneaking in to make sure he was breathing :) When do we stop worrying any way?

How to play in the snow without actually going OUT in the snow.....

meanwhile.....

this one misses out....which in the grand scheme might be a good thing. He tends to be accident prone....

Cake Bosses we are not.....

Matthew, Mark and I must work on our decorating skills. Matt said it looked like the whole house was crying and I just kept chanting " its not about being perfect, its about having fun and using our imaginations". Mark said his imagination wasn't working because the house just didn't look pretty no matter how hard he looked at it.

Something here doesn't belong.....

hmmmm what could it be?

round one....

round two....

Thank goodness Chad's not around or Tiger, the "stray" cat, may have some problems....

ok seriously???

Round three and I'm beginning to think the cat, dog and kids are all in on it together....this cat can't just be "accidentally" getting in three times in one day! Hmmmm.....