Thursday, January 29, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
I'm changing the rules this week for Wordless Wednesday, because well, I would rather write. We are getting tons of snow, preschool is cancelled, Eric can't get to work, there is a level 2 snow emergency, and we are out of diapers. While I have so much to do at home, and it's nice to have him here to help while I get stuff done, why not pack them all up, go against all the authorities advice to stay off the roads, and head to Target. We pulled into the parking lot at Target, we were there with 2 other customers and the employees...I'm ok with that. I ran in to get our stuff and jumped back in the car.
We decided to go across the street to Chick-Fil-A to get some lunch and let the kids play on the playground...which was great cause they were the only ones there besides one other family. It was great to get out, and was actually a quiet lunch due to the kids eating, babies sleeping, and Eric and I not talking much since we had a small dispute over where to put the kids place mats...I couldn't even try to make that up.
The manager walks up and asks something I've never heard before, "are all these little kids yours?!"
Me: Yep, all 5.
Her eyes now the size of baseballs, the color runs out of her face, she passes out cold, the teenagers behind the counter have to pull out the smelling sticks...
Not really, but she was surprised.
The girls got some energy out, and we had lunch without a ton of chaos. It was a good afternoon. Snow advisory? Ha, we laugh in the face of a snow storm...we are fearless that way.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
3 (15 ounce) cans black beans, drained and rinsed
1 (11 ounce) can Mexican-style corn, drained
2 (10 ounce) cans diced tomatoes with green chile peppers, partially drained
2 tomatoes, diced
2 bunches green onions, chopped
cilantro leaves, for garnish
In a large bowl, mix together black beans, Mexican-style corn, diced tomatoes with green chile peppers, tomatoes and green onion stalks. Garnish with desired amount of cilantro leaves. Chill in the refrigerator at least 8 hours, or overnight, before serving.
Friday, January 23, 2009
My Family from WiddlyTinks.com
This is from a fun little website I found. Thought I'd share just for fun!
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Friday, January 16, 2009
While folding laundry on the couch today I caught a glimpse of Charlotte taking some chapstick out of the drawer and begin to apply.
Me: Charlotte, stop. Let mommy put that on you.
I get up from the couch. (which I don't like to do while folding because lets face it, the odds of me folding the laundry at all is low...so if I have to get up mid basket, those first odds of getting all the clothes folded just dropped another 50%.)
I approach her and realize it's not chapstick, it's a gluestick.
So today I figure that if no one has their lips glued shut by the time hubby gets home, I've done my job. :)
Thursday, January 15, 2009
*****I write my "New Norms" with a light-heart and humor...so I can not only laugh when these things happen, but look back and laugh yet again! I feel very blessed, and am very thankful for our new normal :). Feel free to join in!!*****
The store with 5 small children. First, why do I do this to myself? Is there a reason that I can't remember that the time before was like being a sideshow at the circus? Does anyone else have to put groceries in the basket under the stroller? Then wonder if management thinks you're trying to steal by putting it there?? Is there a better way since I can't push a cart and a double stroller at the same time while trying to reason with 3 other small children?? Please let me know.
Is there a good reason for a man to literally yell from outside the mall playground (on the opposite side of where I'm sitting), "you have 2 sets lady!? Are you going to try for a boy for your poor husband??
Me: I nod my head like I don't understand him.
Man: No?? I feel sorry for him. You don't "make boys"?! You should really try for a boy.
Me: Ummm, could we please leave the decision for us to conceive another child and whether or not we "make boys" to my husband and I...could we leave my fertility out of the playground area? -In my head I said that- In reality no words came out of my mouth, I just nodded again like I didn't understand.
When did it become normal for me to pretend like I don't hear or understand what people are saying just to avoid the same question or comment??
Even though there is a playground at Chick-fil-a, why are my girls drawn to the unlocked cabinets under the condiment station that hold many boxes of many different sides & condiments.....I'm sure you can imagine what that looks like :).
It is now normal for me to see 2 little faces smile back at me. Oh the joy.
The other day I actually said, "do you think anyone will notice the spit-up on my shirt, or should I change?"
Why do I keep saying, "I'm sorry" when my kids are just being kids. I feel like those words come out of my mouth a 100 times when I'm out with all of them. They are little and who cares anyway if bystanders think it's a wild situation. I should just assume that people see that they are young, and that children touch & knock things over.....which sometimes includes an entire shelf of dog treats.
Oh, and the new normal & favorite movie in our home? In the words of my sweet Charlotte, "Seeping Booty."
Anyone else experiencing some "New Norms?!"
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Or should I say, our new crazy.
Finding out that taking a shower before 5 kiddos 4 & under was a privilege, not necessarily something I can count on having time for.
And for that matter, now having the girls not just standing at the door while I shower, but telling me how the babies are fussing and that I should, "hurry it up."
Trying to pretend with EVERY single stranger that I haven't heard, "wow, you have your hands full." or "I'm tired just thinking about your life." or "better you than me" or "I mean...2 sets of twins...this is crazy...how are you not going crazy!" or "Your poor husband, he must want to build a little shack in the backyard for himself!" (in which I like to reply, "actually he loves all his little girls, they have him wrapped around their little fingers, thankyouverymuch.") or my personal favorite "are they all yours!?"
Also, when did Target become a place to collect my thoughts and get a few moments to myself? When did it become a "night out" for me?!
And last week as I looked around BabyGap, soaking up all the little girl clothes that are so amazingly cute this season, I realized that my shirt was on backwards...yep, backwards.
So I guess that this might be my "new norm." Crazy, but fun. Out of control, but joyful. Pulling my hair out, but getting some sweet hugs from some sweet little women. Not sleeping, but getting in some late night cuddling with some precious little babies. The New Norm...