Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Superhero Secrets and Crime Fighting Dads


A conversation between Sean and I en route to preschool...

"Mom there's a doll house in my classroom at school."
"That's nice. Is there a family and furniture in it?"
"Yes."
"Do you play with it?"
(said through gritted teeth) "Yes."
"Well that's nice." 
"I hate doll stuff being in there!"
"Why? That's a good way to learn to be a Mommy and Daddy when you're older."
"I don't want to be that when I'm older!"
"You don't want to be a Daddy?"
"No."
"Ok, well what do you want to be then?"
"Iron man."



Later in the day I tell my husband about this conversation. Naturally, he does the only thing he deems appropriate... he whispers to Sean that he (my husband) is in fact Iron man and explains that Sean MUST keep it a secret. Sean was skeptical but Corey was very convincing about his superhero crime-fighting abilities. Sean was told that Dad was trusting this secret with him and that he couldn't even tell Nate. Dad and Sean (who you could just tell thought we were both totally nuts)then went off for haircuts and a manly trip to Home Depot. Upon returning Sean took one look at Nate who had just come home from school, looked over to Corey, and whispered "I won't tell your superhero secret Dad."  




Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Happy Halloween

I love Halloween!! 


I love that my kids are all still young enough to allow me to make them wear whatever I think is cute. 


Also, with 5 kids there is virtually no costume that I will not have had the pleasure of experiencing once my Halloweening days are over. 


I love that I can "sample" their candy treasures once they go to bed, and then claim ignorance when they question why their stash is smaller. 
I also love that our city finally agreed to postpone trick-or-treating until Sunday due to this darn storm that refuses to relent!


So happy Halloween to everyone. May you all have a wonderfully sugar laced, fun filled, and tantrum free night! 

(I cannot wait to see all my little buddies dressed as the best crime fighting team ever to assemble in the northeast Ohio area! Lookout neighborhood! )



We're the lucky ones

My babies are all safe, warm, and fed. Feeling extremely thankful this morning. Who knew a little roof damage and leaking could be viewed as such a blessing?!


"A simple grateful thought turned heavenwards is the most perfect prayer."


Monday, October 29, 2012

Sisterly love...and brothers

Baby Kate loves when Claire blows raspberries


Claire and Kate were sharing a moment


Until someone felt left out and wanted in on the action





Saturday, October 27, 2012

Because today wasn't going well enough...

The boys were drawing pictures in the kitchen. Sean says to me...

"Look Mom, I drew you a picture. It's you, your hair is grey."
"Thanks Sean, but my hair isn't grey."
"That one is." (and he points to my head) 

It's going to be a long day. 






Friday, October 26, 2012

Brrrrrrr

It has been unseasonably warm here, our Indian summer I suppose. But the weather will be slipping back to its typical chilly autumn gloom now. Which is fine with me because not only do I prefer the cold, but then I get to stuff my baby into things like this to keep her toasty... 




She approves. 


Thursday, October 25, 2012

How do you like them apples?

An apple a day keeps the doctor away right? Well what about 3lbs. a day? Because that's about how many my kids go through each and every day. I have been keeping track and they are averaging at least 8 apples a day. EIGHT. What do I say to them as they are gorging themselves silly? Not a single word... they're apples, not Doritos. Gorge away little piggies! In the meantime, looks like I need to go to the store seeing as how they've plowed through this 3lb. bag AND half of the other one in less that 24hrs. 




Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Nowhere I'd rather be

This morning was ridiculous. The kids have this awesome ability to wake up with enough energy to power the nation. Needless to say it can be difficult to swallow before 7am. I sat on the couch, my head throbbing from my daily morning headache, feeding my beautiful baby...who was sad because a certain 2yr old clocked her with the remote moments earlier. My husband has an even harder time dealing with the onslaught of chaos that smacks you in the face immediately as you drag yourself out of bed. He went off to work ( a firehouse day) and I got busy doing all the un-fun things that come with being alone with 5 little kids. After he was gone I sat and contemplated a few comments that were tossed around that morning ("lets run away", "we need a nanny", "I can't stand the mornings"). Then Kate let out a huge belly laugh. I agreed with everything that we had said, but I also thought to myself how glad I was that I was here, experiencing the gut wrenching noise and huge belly laughs, as opposed to driving in traffic to some God forsaken office job. I love being at home with my babies. It is HARD, like the hardest kind of hard. It requires patience and energy that no human could possibly possess.  But is anything else more worth the effort? No job that I ever had was. I would be just as aggravated, but at the end of the work day, did anyone really appreciate the effort I had put in that day? Had I really accomplished anything or changed any lives? Um, that would be a serious no. But now, I am at home, molding these young people. They end their days knowing they are safe and loved. Our world is crazy at best, but even on the very worst of days, there is no better place for me to be. 


Sunday, October 21, 2012

The Perfect Fail

I guess you could say that I'm crafty. But, confession, I rarely do projects with the kids...I know, rotten Mom, I'm ashamed! It's so hard to do any sort of art project or baking with the kids because of the age range we have. Nate and Sean want more freedom to do more themselves but then Dan ends up shoving it up his nose. Plus, it's hard for me to just let go and allow them to do whatever they want even if it looks like a jumbled mess. Today I thought I'd attempt to let go of my insanity and have them decorate Halloween cookies. I had these fun cookie cutters that I got from the Fall Friendship Swap (you can read about that here) and I was determined to use them. I am no baker, but seriously, how hard can some simple sugar cookies be (especially when you cheat and use the refrigerated dough!)? So I floured my counter top, rolled the dough, used my fun cutters...and voila! Cookies! I was so proud of myself and the boys were SO excited to decorate. Fast forward 5 minutes, and I was so anxious to tell Martha Stewart that she can move on over that I just had to sneak a peak at my wonderful little treats. GASP. Something went horribly wrong. I no longer had cute little pumpkins and ghosts. There it was, a huge una-cookie blob, in all its blobby glory.


My cute Halloween cookies had all morphed into this massive sugar cookie sheet pizza. Crap crap crap. What was I going to tell the boys? They were so excited and here I was, about to tell them that I had ruined the cookies and that there would be no decorating. Nate walks over and asks if the cookies were almost done. I felt so bad to have to tell him the truth. That I suck at baking even the simplest treats. He took one look and said "that looks yummy, when can we decorate it?" He was not seeing what I was seeing, a huge FAIL. He saw something that I had made for HIM, and for him, that was plenty. 
So, clearly this project was a go despite the baking debacle. Time to execute plan B, I used the cookie cutters on the already baked cookie blob and it worked like a dream. 


The boys sat down with sprinkles and candies and had the times of their lives getting all sticky and messy. I was able to allow them to do what they wanted without worrying about how pretty the cookies turned out (good thing too because they got about as much saliva on those cookies as they did frosting).


(yes that is supposed to be a pirate face in case you were wondering)

 I think these were the most beautiful cookies to come out of my kitchen yet- funny how that happens. 




Kids have a way of sneaking in life lessons when you least expect them. Today my boys reminded me that they love me no matter how imperfect I am, just like their huge cookie blobby blob monster! 



Friday, October 19, 2012

It happened

In an effort to clear some clutter, and avoid sloppy winter-y mess, we've moved all the shoes into the garage (um, major duh moment... why have we not done this sooner?!)  As soon as we did this, I thought to myself "I just know some sort of creepy is going to get in my shoe". So I venture out of my cave to collect the mail. As I approach the shoe rack to put away my awesomely comfy crocs, I notice something was off. What is that I thought...must get a closer look. I crept closer, eyeing the suspicious object. Time stood still as the realization hit me like a brick in the face. There was indeed a bug in my shoe. A big one. A fat one. A big fat creepy (insert expletive)  bug was in my cute red shoe. 


It was as if he knew and chose that particular shoe on purpose, sitting there all smug, taunting me. What was I going to do? I didn't know this particular bug. I was not familiar with his powers- could he fly, could he hop? How was I to know how to successfully execute him without the proper tools? I figured I had to act quickly before he summoned the rest of his minions so they could all roost in my shoes and feast on my delicate little piggies (augh.... I shudder). I used the mail in my hand to swat the shoe to the garage floor. The shoe landed upside down, thus shielding the perpetrator from my line of sight. OMG what now?!?! I don't see it anywhere...he's still in there! The nerve! So, I muster all the courage I have left and I do the only acceptable thing at this point. I run inside and get Sean. I know what some of you may be thinking. What if that wicked creature stings, how could you place your dear 4yr old in harms way? Well, this is how I look at it. He likes to get bugs. As his Mother, it is my job to make sure he has wonderful childhood experiences, so who am I to deny him this pleasure? Right. So, Sean the rescuer promptly come to my aid "sure (sounds like  'thur') Mommy, where is it? (with a grrrrrrr in there)". He comes out into the garage and flips my shoe over to expose the beast. There it was, all predatory, waiting to pounce.


 "I'll get it Mommy!" (STOMP.SQUISH.SPLAT.)


 And just like that, the nightmare was over. I am so grateful to my brave little boy for rescuing me yet again from one of natures foulest creations, and for the fact that I chose comfort over style for the mail collection- I would have fallen over dead had I found that thing with my foot. The powers that be were at work in this house today. Yuck yuck yuck!!! 


Thursday, October 18, 2012

Crazy Mom strikes again

So yesterday morning was nuts, it's all my unorganized fault of course, but still. During the chaos, I discovered that Nates homework was missing. He had been digging around in his backpack all morning so naturally, being the amazing Mom that I am, I scolded him for losing the worksheet. He insisted that the worksheet in question was from last week. I, again because I am just that awesome, explained that I am the grown up and I remember doing the worksheet with him just the night before (it was a days of the week worksheet by the way, how appropriate!). I sent him off to school thinking he had to tell the teacher that he lost his homework. Nate comes home from school that afternoon and hands me his folder where I went on to find said worksheet...graded, because it was in fact from last week. Nate looked at me, sort of shook his head in disgust, and said "Mom, I told you it was from last week. You should just ask me when you forget stuff because I almost always know what I'm talking about." Indeed you do Nate, indeed you do. 



Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Blahhhhhhh

Things I am tired of:

1. Cleaning the kitchen

2. Boys missing socks

3. Danny spilling things

4. Making dinner...and lunch... and I guess breakfast too.

5. Waking up with a headache because my children are unnaturally    loud

6. Dealing with the unholy clutter that has descended upon our house

7. The weird smell I can't locate somewhere between the kitchen and living room

8. Dora/Diego

9. Baby spit up

10. My refusal to accept that school lunches MUST be made the night before in order to not ruin my already too busy morning


Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Never wake a sleeping baby...

...or grown man apparently. 


 Dad and Sean


Dad and Danny 


Dad and Kate

Don't these pictures make you want to wrangle up a baby and take a snooze?


Monday, October 15, 2012

Weekend recap

Baby Kate woke up last night for the first time in at least 2 and a half months. She was only up for about 45 minutes, just enough time to have a bottle and watch an episode of The Office...but I still feel like a zombie, a zombie with a nasty headache.
We spent the weekend cleaning, like REALLY cleaning. We threw a ton of junk out which always makes me feel good. This epic disaster prompted an upstairs overhaul. I can't even describe to you the joy I experience when I go upstairs and the floors are bare. I still have a ton to do- like continue to chip away at the laundry, that is no longer a mountain, but a mountain range at this point. But, it'll get done in time. Or maybe it won't. All I can think about at this moment is my thumping head (and a sausage and cheese omelet which I am convinced would help me feel better!). 

I would like to say thank you to my boys for stealing my camera and taking pictures underneath the couch. Looks like I have some more work to do...how about that dust on the floor. Can we say allergies?! 


Baby Kate had her first sleepover with Grandma on Friday night and the kids were NOT happy to see her go. It was a sweet reunion the next day when they got their baby back who greeted the noisy chaos with a smile. 




And also, Danny learned to open doors that latch. (gulp) There is really no stopping him now, not that there ever was. 



And last but not least, thinking Kate grew a few pudgy rolls on Sunday. Wish mine were this cute!




  Happy Monday! 


Friday, October 12, 2012

Guess what I'm doing today...

"And this mess is so big
And so deep and so tall, 
We cannot pick it up. 
There's no way at all."



What you can't tell above is that the heavens opened up over Nate & Dans bedroom and snowed pencil shavings all over every square foot...I blame the heavens because, of course, nobody knows how this happened. One of natures miraculous mysteries I suppose. (see below)






Thursday, October 11, 2012

Target market



Sean- "Mom, I have a girlfriend."
Me- "Really?"
Sean- "Yeah, girls like me at school."
Me- "Well, what's her name?"
Sean- "There's lots and I really like them all" (then he names like 7 little girls)
Nate- "Mom, I'm never gonna marry any girls in my class."
Me- "I'm sure you will someday."
Nate- "No way, I'll just marry you!"
Me- "You will? I'll marry you too buddy. But what about Dad?"
Nate- "He can go marry Claire and they can live in the garage."

Nate- "You're such a baby toilet face Sean."
Sean- "No I'm not Nathan pants you stupid stinky underpants!"
Nate- "Yes you are Sean."
Sean- "Well you're not the target market, weirdo!" (pretty sure that's from The Lorax) 

(said during a tantrum without taking a breath and screeching like a crazed pterodactyl ) 
Sean- "Mommy quit letting Wesley come upstairs make him stay in his room in the basement forever and never let him come out ever and never get anymore snacks forever until he starves and doesn't get to go outside to play or wear shoes ever!" (finally takes a second to inhale) "and no more video games!"

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Simple pleasures

Good Mom moment- watching the boys entertain themselves for hours with acorns courtesy of their Great Grandmas yard... nothing better than watching kids enjoy the simple things! 



Happy Fall to us! 




Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Fall Friendship Swap

This year I participated in a Fall Friendship Swap that I came across while doing some reading on Vignettes. You throw your name in and get paired up with a fellow blogger, then you each send one another a package full of fall themed goodies...How fun, right? Well I sure thought so! So thank you so very much to my Friendship swapper buddy Kristen from the MRS. & the MOMMA for the wonderful experience and all of the fun fall treats! 


Came home from driving Sean to preschool and it was like Christmas morning! 


Pretty sure I let out a little squeal when I opened the mystery box. 


Gorgeous fall hand towel, matches my kitchen perfectly! 


Pretty embroidered fall decoration that is now living on my bathroom wall. 


Cookie cutters...perfect!


Loving the color.


Last but not least... can't have Halloween without these well known treats!  (my kids say thank you!)

So once again, THANK YOU to my new blogger buddy Kristen! Your surprises made my favorite season all that much better! 




We love our baby sister

Baby Kate is 4 months old now and has officially been accepted into that family by her older brothers and sister. My most favorite thing about having all these kiddos is watching them interact with each other. They all take turns caring for her and making her laugh and nothing makes me more proud. Baby Kate has adjusted nicely to the noise and chaos of the house and is the only other child I can hold without Dan slipping into a jealous rage- that's really saying something! She's happy when she's awake and I'm pretty sure she could sleep through nuclear war thanks to the constant kid stampede that we live with. She's had a few close calls with all the craziness that goes on here, but she will grow to love it... as we all do!