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Quote of the Day

Ainsley is fixing my hair and so she holds a mirror behind my head and says, “Can you see behind your head?”

“No.”

“Too bad you’re not a teacher.  They all can see with the back of their head.”

 

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Once upon a time, the puddles entered the storybook contest.  It was a disaster with many tears.  This year the school opened a new category for entering a pumpkin . . . the family pumpkin.  This meant that instead of three decorated pumpkins we could all work together and bring one.  And that leads us to today . . .

I told the kids last weekend that I would let them enter the  storybook pumpkin decorating contest in the library.  They were so thrilled since I banned it last year after the first years’ tears. So we brainstormed this weekend what character we would pick.  A couple of summers ago, all four of us spent a lot of time listening to the Magic Treehouse Stories in the car on cd.  It is still a set of books that we can all enjoy together.  It has something for all three in them.  So we decided to do Jack and Annie (the main characters).  Madie and I google pictures of the treehouse online.  We say a cake that someone had made of Jack and Annie’s treehouse.  She and I decided that this was a good example to follow.  We essentially followed the bones of the design.  Of course, we didn’t use cake and fondant and we had to include pumpkins in the design.  Ben was in charge of research using the books.  He figured out how many windows, what the ladder looked like, and how they got into the treehouse.  Ainsley and Ben painted the pumpkins and Ainsley was the cheerleader who kept everyone going.  Even Daddy got involved and help cut the foam board (exacto knives and I don’t get along) and made the glasses for Jack. At 7:30 (the night before the pumpkin was due) the younger two had helped to assemble the treehouse with hot glue (yes. I let Ainsley use hot glue, but her hand was so small that she could barely squeeze the trigger) so it was time that they went to bed.  They had been good helpers and creators but now it was time for Mom and Madie to keep it up and finish.  Madie and I played around with using a white wash method of painting a dark brown on the tan foam board to make it look like wood. It was very successful!! It really looks like wood grain!!  Madie painted the faces on the pumpkins while I glued the hair (I think I had a easiest job!).  Madie did awesome!!!!  She cut out almost all of the leaves that we glued on the tree.  That much cutting wears on you after awhile!!  She even came up with idea to put books on the walls of the clubhouse just like in the book.  She found and printed the image of the internet.  It was perfect. I finally sent her to bed at 10:30, but by that time it was almost done except the glueing of all of the leaves.  So a lot of hours later, I finally finished glueing the leaves, pulling off all of the hot glue strings and assembled the entire project. Finally Ainsley came down at 2:00am and told me that she couldn’t sleep.  So I took her to see the finished project and we took a picture.  Then it was time for bed.

It was so much fun doing this project. The kids worked really well together.  We all had fun doing it.  This is a contest though, so we had a lot of discussions about this being fun to do something together and not about winning something.  When it comes to contests like this, it is cut throat and hard at this school.  Nearly all of the pumpkins are near perfect. Besides the fact that there are a LOT of entries including two other Jack and Annie’s. I don’t care.  I had fun with the kids.

My only hope with the whole thing is that I hope it wins or that the librarian loves and wants to keep it, so that I don’t have to bring it home.  Cause where am I going to put that thing!!!

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Love, Hug, and Groom

I took the Ainsley’s troop to the local Girl Scout camp for an event called “Love, Hug, and Groom”.  The girls get to learn about the barn and the horse.  They get to groom the horses, but not ride them.  That is something that they will get to do when they get a little older.  All of them had a great time.  Even Ainsley got up and pet the horse in the end.  Fun was had by all.

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The girls spent one meeting picking out recipes with zucchini.  One field trip to a farm to pick the zucchini. One meeting to cook the recipes. It was fun.  Ainsley’s thumb says it all.  It was good.

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Madie and I went to the Museum of Natural Science with the rest of the 4th grade.  I haven’t been to that museum in 20+++ years.  Not since the last time I went there with my elementary class for a field trip.  Madie even got to run down the hill at The Miller Outdoor theatre just like I did as a girl.  So much fun.  Of course, they didn’t have 3D imax when we were kids. It was really fun.  We all had a great time!  

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We went to the local community garden.  The girls got to feed the chicken, collect eggs, and generally just have a good time.  The girls collected over 100 eggs between them. The owner even let the girls keep the eggs that they collected.  Even Ainsley had a great time!  

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She has been working this tooth for awhile.  While Madie and Ben pulled their tooth on their own, Ainsley preferred the natural method.  It came out while she was eating her lunch!  She was so proud of the cute little box that the tooth came home in.  She has good reason to be proud.  It is the first step to being a big girl.

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It has been a day.

I’ve had a rather busy but interesting week.  I think that today was a typical example of the emotional ebbs and flows of the week.

After waking up at 5am (this is not an easy task for me) to get ready for the garage sale at my parent’s house.  I brought a ton of clothes and large baby items to my parent’s community garage sale.  I had two goals, to make a little money and to get rid of the items. I accomplished neither (except for the gentleman who showed up after I left and offered to take all of the clothes for $70.  Mom said he was probably going to take them to the flea market to sell them, but at least my kind parents didn’t have to pack them up and haul them someone.  That was worth the sale right there.).  Hardly any one showed up to the sale.  Come to find out from a neighbor the home owners assoc. didn’t advertise the garage sale.  I guess I should be thankful for the few people that did come.  I had promised Chris that I wouldn’t bring anything home.  He graciously compromised with me and agreed to allow me to bring home the high dollar items (changing table, double stroller, single stroller, swing and the other baby equipment) and save them for the spring garage sale. I hate that I spent so much time this week labeling and organizing all of the clothes, but I’ve had my time with them and it is time for someone else to use them.  I’m glad that the clothes aren’t coming back.  In the end, I enjoyed getting to hang out with my folks for the morning (although Dad wasn’t happy that the grandkids didn’t come with me).

The other note to the morning were the mosquitos.  It has been a long time when I have been swarmed by mosquitos.  You know.  Where you are covered with hundreds and they are every where.  I couldn’t stop walking this morning around the table because if I stood still too long they would land on you and take a taste. I left the doors to my car open while I unloaded the night before and when I climbed back in there were a thousand mosquitos in my car.  It was terrible. I couldn’t even open my mouth to yawn or cough because I was scared that some would fly in my mouth.  Yuck. Yuck. Yuck.  When I was a kid waiting for the bus in August/September, it was the same way.  You couldn’t stand or sit still because the little buggies would land on you and eat you alive. You had to constantly walk around.  Luckily Dad had a very cool propane fogger and he sprayed all around the house.  Good thing that the kids didn’t come.  It would have stunted their growth with all of the chemicals. But I would rather have the chemicals than the mosquitos.

I had to leave early to get back to Conroe for a Girl Scout trip to camp for Love, Hug, and Groom. Mom graciously sent me down the road with lunch.  No sooner did I take a bite of the cheetos than I broke my newest crown. Yep.  I broke the crown.  I am so busy I don’t have time for the dentist, but yet I have to go.  Great.

So the morning stunk. Then I get home to find the children happy and playing with friends. Only to find out that it is time to go so we can get to the camp by 2:15 and no one has had lunch.  Chris says, “No one told me that they were hungry.”  Seriously.

But then the world turned better. We got to camp. Ainsley had a really good time with the horses.  I had a good time hanging out with her and the other girls.  Then we headed home. Only to find out that Chris still didn’t feed the kids lunch, but Madie was able to fend for herself. Lucky Madie. Poor Ben.  Although Daddy did have a really cool tv show on and Ben seemed well occupied with it, so I’m sure he didn’t express to Chris that he was hungry.    But Chris did make dinner.  A really good chicken on the grill.  It was tasty, and I didn’t have to cook it.   Now everyone is tucked in and I still have the whole house to clean up.  The house went quickly down hill after I left on Friday, but the culprits (including Dad) are all asleep.  So I guess I will have to be the midnight fairy and get it all down before the angels all wake up in the morning.

p.s. My parents truly are the heroes of the day.  They let me invade their garage sale. They let me leave early. They let me raid their kitchen for food. They cleaned up after me when I left early.  Wow. After typing that I realize that I am creating another generation of people like me. I better get to fixing the issue with my kids or I’m going to have children who in their 30s come back to invade my house, eat my food, and make me clean up after them. Sorry Mom and Dad!!

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Quote of the Day

“There’s a boy named Jack and I want to kiss him,” declares Ainsley.

“WHAT?  You want to do WHAT?” questions Mom.

“I like a boy named Jack.  He’s cute. I’m going to marry him, so I am going to kiss him.”

“Did you kiss him today?”

“No, but I did kiss him.”

“WHAT?”

. . . much much later at the dinner table.

“Ainsley, you are not allowed to kiss boys,” states Dad.

Tears. Crying. Her head is in her hands.  She is devastated.

The poor thing didn’t understand anything about boys and kissing.  She thought she was just showing that she cared for someone.  She and another little girl were running around at recess trying to kiss boys that they liked.  I talked to her about how special kissing was and that kissing is a gift that girls give to boys.  And we only give that gift to boys that we love and know that we want to marry.  She said she knew that wanted to marry Jack, but I told her that since she wasn’t allowed to marry until she was 30 that she couldn’t really know at 6 if she would want to marry Jack in 24 years.  We all decided that she could still chase boys but that she could only high-five them in the end.  No hugging and certainly no kissing.

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Quote of the day

“I hate being the last born.  It is horrible.  And . . . I’m left-handed and that’s even worse.”

“Ainsley, being left-handed is special.  It is a gift from God.  He only makes a few of them.  That’s how special you are,” says Mom.

“Yeah, Ainsley.  It’s like all of those endangered species who are shot because they are special. You are like them,” Ben tells Ainsley.

“I’m gonna get shot?!” Ainsley cries.

Meanwhile, I am cracking up laughing. And Ben is telling me to stop laughing that he is really serious which only makes me laugh more.

 

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