Wednesday, July 31, 2013



 My most favorite thing on the whole planet is when kids entertain themselves by being creative. 

Monday, July 29, 2013

What IS that smell?

I cleaned and cleaned yesterday...
and yet I somehow still manage to find little treasures like this tasty treat in my couch cushions. At first I thought it was a chunk of laundry lint. Upon further inspection, I realized that it was a piece of strawberry...that is apparently like 4 weeks old. 
I love my babies.
But I'm sort of over the gross-ness that comes along with them. 
There is a smell hanging out in my kitchen/hallway-ish area that cannot be located and is evidently now part of the house. 
It's possible that it could be the aroma of the trash in the garage wafting back into the house, but I'm pretty sure I remember said smell before the trash came to live there. You know how a dripping sound could drive you crazy? That's what not finding this smell is doing to me. Driving me crazy. Slowly. Agonizingly. Crazy. 
This must be the reason that I can't detect things like the moldy rotten strawberry that has been about 2 feet from my nose for forever. I have this intense fear that I have become accustomed to gross-ness just like those hoarders you see on tv. 
So....just gross....just so very gross! 

Thursday, July 25, 2013

Good Morning!

Fresh baked apple muffins on the deck. 
What a perfect morning! 
(perfect meaning I don't have to clean up the crumbly muffin mess that is now outside instead of on my kitchen floor!)

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Morning reality

As I was making my coffee this morning, I looked out the back window just as the sun was coming up and it was just the prettiest sight. It had rained and was still sort of dew-soaked and foggy from the night time. The sun light was making all the moisture on the plants sparkle, so I had a nerd moment and grabbed my camera. When I stepped outside it was all cool and calm and everything just looked so perfect. See? 

My mind immediately wandered to some beautiful quote about how calm and serene life is....
and then I came back inside. 
And the onslaught of kids smacked me right in the face so hard that it made my ears ring. 
Enjoy a photographic journey through my morning realities. 
My nutritious breakfast waiting to be microwaved. 

The stove top disaster from last nights dinner that I was too lazy tired to clean up yesterday.

Wrestling kids. 

Flying kids?

Disastrous kids!

A disapproving baby. 

Clutter...that I'm convinced reproduces itself. 

See previous comment. 

The remnants of 
"But MOOOOOOM we are staaarving! Pleeease make our breakfast!"

My ultra supportive shoes because I'm old and broken down and the tile hurts my everything. 
Best part?

This is how all of that sounds. 
(and yes, the marker that still works was found in the couch cushions...and yes, I did tell him to just put it back.)
So there it is, that is my calm and serene morning, broken down piece by piece. When you look at it though the close up feature on my camera it looks pretty rough. 
But after a glance at the big picture I can soundly say that it doesn't look so bad. 

It does not mean to be in a place 
where there is no noise, trouble, or hard work. 
It means to be in the midst of those things, 
and still be calm in your heart."
(as seen on Clover Lane)

Friday, July 19, 2013

Yes, I bought them toy guns

I may or may not have bribed my young and impressionable children today in to cleaning the basement. 
Their reward? 
A highly inappropriate but seriously entertaining (to them) semi automatic toy gun that lights up and makes noise
I am not proud of this move of desperation on my part as I'm not fond of my sweet children pretending to execute each other at close range. But, the basement mess was out of control and sometimes you have to do what you have to do. 
Also, if we're being totally honest here I only feel a touch of guilt because little boys will pretend to shoot no matter what is in their hand, be it a carrot stick or a toothbrush. They know right from wrong and the difference between playing and hurting. This small arsenal has kept them busy for most of the morning so in my head it's worth it. 
Still, it does make me cringe just a touch. 
Witness my shame. 

Monday, July 15, 2013

Shape sandwiches and white chicken chili

Ever make those little sandwiches with cookie cutters? The cute ones shaped like gingerbread men, or dinosaurs....well, because they love to be difficult, my kids won't eat them. They say they're "so gross". Seriously, because a PB&J doesn't taste the same when shaped like a star apparently. But after some major lunch time aggravation, I have discovered that they will eat them if they are allowed to make them themselves. So, mess be darned, that's what we did! 

The little baby spoons I have a ton of but don't use anymore worked perfectly for this. 

Notice Claire doesn't have a sandwich? That's because she ate it, an awesome feat considering she never does it!

Making shape sandwiches is just the cutest, it does however leave tons of leftover bread scraps that the kids won't eat because unlike the dinosaurs, they are not cute. No issue though, you can just make croutons. Super easy and way better than store bought. 

Rip bread up in to little chunks.
Sprinkle with whatever you want for seasoning- I used salt, pepper, garlic and onion powder, oregano, and paprika (for no other reason that I had to take it out to get to the salt).
I didn't want these ready until dinner time so I just left the cookie sheet sit out on the stove, fine since dryer bread works better anyways. Right before I was ready to to bake them I tossed with a sprinkle of olive oil. 
Throw them in a 350 degree over for about 10-15 minutes....
and look at the toasty goodness that comes out! 
Super yum. 
Super easy. 
And super perfect for tasty treats like 

This has got to be the most comforting soupy concoction I have ever made. I can't wait until it's nice and cold outside!

Tuesday, July 9, 2013

Stolen potatoes and veggie trays

One of Kates most favorite games- to sneak into the pantry and swipe potatoes. 
I hear "the baby is eating a potato!" from one of the kids at least once a day. 
To each his (or her) own I guess. 

In an effort to save some sanity I have started to simplify lunches. I thought this one would be a hit. 
Silly me. 
You see, that bread (buttery croissant made of flaky goodness) is "curly" and therefore unfit for consumption. 
 I also have been frustrated with the boys lack of veggie intake. I came across this idea here and had a major duh moment. 
So now everyday, sometimes for lunch, sometimes for snack, I put out a huge tray of whatever veggies or fruits I happen to have and low and behold they get gobbled right up.
 Funny how that works right? 
I love how easy it is to set the tray on the table, hand them each a plate and say have at it.
Sometimes I give them peanut butter or ranch to dip, sometimes not. Either way, I think at this point I could put darn near anything in that tray and they would eat it. 
(organic animal crackers from Costco that my kids devour by the fistful) 

Monday, July 8, 2013

Kate on the move

We have a walker!

She is most proud of herself and has been practicing nonstop. The other kids cheer her on and help her along. But she does pretty well with her franken-baby toddle...speaking of toddle, I guess now she's officially a toddler. Sob. Is this really the last crawling baby to drool on my no longer white carpet? 
A thought for another day. 
For now I will just sit back and enjoy her steps because they're just so cute. 
...except when they're outside on the concrete!
Or on the bricks by the fireplace!
Or up the stairs when naughty kids leave the baby gate open! 


Friday, July 5, 2013

R.I.P. Billy

Moms of boys, who knows who this is?
In case you're unaware, this is Billy. He lives with Thomas the tank engine on the island of Sodor.
Or, he used to rather... 
You see, yesterday Dan decided to relocate him to our toilet. 
Did you know that a train could be flushed down the toilet?
It can. 
It's clearly stuck though, because the toilet is clogged to high heaven. Which is something I'm pretty excited about because the other upstairs toilet has Claires jewelry stuck in it. 
Yes, I know what everybody is thinking, and the answer is yes, Danny did that too. 
Oh Billy, whatever happened to you being very useful?
Sort of makes me think of Misty Island Rescue when Thomas gets stuck in that tunnel...
Which makes me think I watch WAY too much kid tv. 
A moment of silence for poor Billy who is going to be in serious need of a trip the the Steamworks when his journey is over! 

Thursday, July 4, 2013

4th of July

Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday America!

Happy birthday to you!

Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Colored ice

A few weeks back I was browsing through a few websites looking for something to keep the kids busy. 
Summer is not my friend. 
Having 5 kids to keep busy is no easy task and "go play in the basement" has seriously lost its appeal. 
I came across the idea of colored ice play (freezing water with food coloring in it) and it looked like so much fun. So, I got to freezing. I figured that this would keep them busy for at least 15 minutes.... and it did! 
Know what else it did? It dyed my kids. 
I don't know why I didn't think of this because we all know that food coloring stains hands and well, all it touches. But seriously, I saw a million pictures of all these kids playing all over the internet and the thought just didn't occur to me. 
Did they have fun? Sure did. 
Did it make a mess that lasted for days? Um, yeah. 
But, it is summer and I guess if there's ever a season to have green hands for 3 days then this is it. 

Monday, July 1, 2013

Conversations with Nate, Sean, Claire, and Danny

"My foots is cookin!"  Claire 

Nate -"Look at the sun going down, it's so pretty!"
me- "It sure is. Remember who lives up there?"
Nate- "Um......"
Sean- "I do! Uncle Ron, Grandpa Ned, Jesus, and Thor!"

Nate- "Since baby Kate is 1, are we going to get a new baby soon?"
me- "Nope, no more babies."
Sean- "Why not? Did the baby store close?"

Nate- "When we move, we need to remember to take that lamp."
me-"We're not moving, we're going to live here forever. Why would  we move? I love our house!"
Nate- "Well I don't..."
me- "Why don't you like our house?"
Nate- "Sean and Wes live in it!"

me- "Want to watch a dinosaur movie?"
Danny- "No mommy, no dino-naurs!"
me- "Why not?"
Danny- "dose (those) dino-naurs are mean!"
me- "No they're not Danny."
Danny- "Yes dem are mommy, dose dino-saurs are mean to me and eat me......I have a snack pleeeease?"