Sneaky, sneaky

Discovered this morning that Evan can push a chair over to the island, get and open a banana, eat it and throw the peel in the garbage all by himself....all while I'm in the shower.

At least his was a healthy snack, Owen got into the mini M&Ms.

All while Logan watched PBS and said nothing.

Yep, that's my life. Oh, and my tooth hurts. Got a root canal done Wednesday. On a tooth that already had a root canal done ten years ago. Guess he missed a small canal at the bottom and it got infected or something. Sucks to be me. Alternating between Motrin and Tylenol (at my endo's instruction) has kept me from killing some little people. Luckily I got house cleaning done yesterday while it wasn't as bad....only Laundry to do today.

At least I can play with my Silhouette later this afternoon during nap time....so life isn't so bad after all.

Smurf-y Day

I had to work this morning. Which means, I needed to take a shower. To allay your fears, I do take a shower every day, but on work days I need to do it early in the morning while the children eat breakfast and watch TV. Sounds simple enough...have you met my children? Most specifically the middle one? He goes by the name Owen, which is frequently and immediately followed by his middle and last name since he is in trouble for one thing or another....

I'm upstairs taking a shower. I'm thinking all is going well because I can't hear a stool being pushed along the floor to get into the pantry. Guess I wasn't listening well enough. I walk into the kitchen and see this....

Hmmmm....don't remember the floor being that messy when I went upstairs. Knowing I need to leave for work in about 5 minutes I quickly investigate. Here is what I find inside the pantry...

Here is what I find leading away from the pantry...

Little blue footprints leading away from the massacre.

A view of the mess from inside the pantry...

Being the dutiful employee that I am, I yell at the children to get into the car and vow to deal with it when I get home. (Of course all of the pics were taken after I got off work and took Logan to school....)

A picture of the culprit.....caught blue handed. Also with a few smears on his face. Doesn't he look too happy for someone about to be killed?

Splotches of blue on the top of his feet...don't worry, those also continued upward onto his khaki pants...

The vile culprits of the footprints left on the linoleum...oh and a few prints on the carpet too.

Put little man on the side of the bathtub and washed off as much as I could. Then he went straight to naptime. He is still a lovely shade of blue. Good thing it's nice and sunny outside, because if he got frostbite there would be no way to tell.

After much scrubbing and silent "Mormon-approved" cursing it looks like this. Mostly clean with a slight blue twinge. There are still some spots on a couple things, but I don't really care that much. Just in case you were wondering, Clorox wipes work very well at getting blue food coloring off your floor. Along with a couple wet and dry paper towels...

My one word of advice to you....don't let your child play with food coloring unsupervised. Keep it under lock and key...

Oh, and when your child does play with food coloring upsupervised....wear gloves to clean up the mess. Or you wind up looking remarkably like your child.....BLUE!

Anatomically correct...well, kinda of

Logan's kindergarten class had a valentine party yesterday of course, it's like mandatory. They had a cookie decorating/eating table (btw...when your kid is in school and they have that table, get them there for the first round! You would not believe the knife licking and then sticking it into the frosting that I saw going on! It gave me the heebie-jeebies.), a bookmark with stickers decorating table, a coloring station, valentine bingo and a cute little heat shaped guy to put together.

So finally Logan makes his way over to decorate his valentine guy and I decide to strike up a conversation with another of the mothers there. Found out it was Alivia's mom (Logan's 1st little crush) and we got to talking about how it's shocking the need to have a "boyfriend/girlfriend" in Kindergarten. I don't remember it being that way, but Logan's teacher says it happens every year.

So while I'm in the midst of this conversation, Logan comes over to show off his valentine guy. Being the proud mom I am I look over and get excited to see what he has done....Here is what I see....

Logan proudly points to the green heart on the front and says "Look mom, it's a boy, I gave him a penis." (I debated whether to type the word, but it looked really dirty with astricks instead of the letters. At which point I figured we are all grown ups and could deal with the word...Hopefully I was right with that assumption.)

Then he proudly flips it over and says "and this is his bum-bum." At which point I try not to turn bright red, laugh and send him over to show his dad. Alivia's mom to her credit said something nice like "at least he got them in the right spot" and picked up the previous conversation where it had been left off.

It wasn't until Logan was explaining to Steven about his creation that we found out what the top two hearts are....guess in Logan land valentine guys have back boobs.

Thought you'd enjoy this small foray into the mind of a 5 year old....oh, while you are still laughing, let me show you the library book Logan checked out a couple weeks ago.

Safety Guide for Babysitters (I believe was the title)

When I asked him why he picked out this book he replied "I got it so Kim could read the 6 chapters and be a safe babysitter." What a nice considerate brother.

That's my Logan. Don't know if I would trade him for another...

Sports Wall Art

For quite some time, I've been trying to decorate the kid's rooms, but on the cheap. I started this project last summer and it has just fallen off the radar until recently. I finally finished these up yesterday....check out Logan's new decorations.

Soccer

Football

Baseball

Basketball

ASU's SPARKY

BYU's COSMO

Here are some extra photos I put in a floating frame.

How did I do it you ask? Simple.

1. Picked up some art canvas' while Michaels had them on sale.

2. Got some sports scrapbook papers on sale at Hobby Lobby.

3. Cut scrapbook paper to size and mod podged them on.

4. Found and printed my pictures.

5. Cut pictures to size and matted with plain colored scrapbook paper to give some definition.

6. Added some sports stickers for the sayings and decor.

7. Added a couple sports scrapbooking tags.

8. Covered the whole thing with 2 coats of mod podge.

9. Hot glued 5/8 inch black ribbon to the sides to cover uneven spots and "frame" it.

There you go...super cheap and cute art for for the "Sports" room. Now I just need to find some cool pics of cars to make some for the "Transportation" room.

Cosmetic Surgery

Got you there for a second didn't I? You checked to make sure you were on the right blog? If not, you don't know me very well...there are way to many projects that would get my money before cosmetic surgery....Like that beautiful Silhouette I've been eyeing for months, but I digress.....

Today I had to perform some cosmetic surgery. Good thing I was medically trained in my previous working career. Here are a couple before images of my patient:

Notice the one handle completely ripped off and the other hanging by a thread.

Poor little thing. So innocent. So cheap...glad I only spend a dollar on it.

After much love and tape she she was almost made whole again. (We won't mention that because of this needed repair I had like 2 minutes to shovel food into my mouth for lunch before taking Logan to school.)

At least whole enough for a little Kindergartner to take to school.

Now how did this happen, you ask? Well....I being the smart mother I am finished the decorating of the box on Saturday and placed it with also completed valentines on top of the coat rack where little men couldn't reach it. Logan in his ill-fated wisdom realized he needed to take it into school today and got it down and placed it by his backpack. Of course when he got into a fight with his younger brother (I won't point fingers here, but think about if for a sec and you'll figure out which one was to blame), said younger brother proceeded to pick up the box and tear it apart....

Ah, the tales of this lovely SAHM in Idaho. How was your day?

Sharon

Just finished posting my last blog and realized it is Sharon's Birthday.

It's the big 22! Which I can't believe...it seems like just yesterday she was born.

For those of you who don't know her you are missing out!

This girl has the greatest fashion sense...

makes killer desserts...

changes pee diapers without much complaint...

and always has a gorgeous smile on her face!

See...

All Us Rays out here in Idaho sure love you and hope your birthday is wonderful!

(Anyone who knows a really nice, cute, smart, single young man looking for a wife....she might just be the perfect candidate. Email me.... :) )

FHE at the Rays

Having a house full of boys is a whole different world then the one I grew up in. When I was a kid, I only had sisters, so we had girl toys to play with. (My brother didn't come along until I was 14, by then I'd outgrown the need for Barbies and such.) But I remember spending hours playing with Barbies...changing their clothes over and over, creating houses out of shoe boxes, making them fall in love with Ken over and over, driving her around in her car...hours of entertainment. I'm sure my mother was thrilled.

Fast forward many years and welcome to my world of boys....mega bloks strewn all over the floor, hot wheel cars in every nook and cranny, balls of all sizes and colors everywhere...boys flitting from one activity to another on a whim...it's a whole other world.

Enter Christmas 2011, Logan and Owen both got dart guns. They love playing with them while at the McEntire's house, so Steven and I decided to get some for the boys. They have since been informed you are not allowed to shoot mommy (or anyone else) in the face.

The other night, after family home evening, Owen decided to brake out his gun and start shooting. It all innocently started with him shooting up in the air to have it fall back down to Earth.

But then it happened....the dart stuck to the ceiling....

Oh the excitement! After a few minutes, the dart disentangled itself from the ceiling and fell. Of course Owen reloaded his gun and fired again...

Here is Steven lifting Owen up to retrieve the dart from the ceiling before it fell again.

Logan holding his super, awesome Star Wars dart gun. Can you tell he is having fun?

Of course, everyone got in on some of the action....even Kim.
Since hitting the ceiling is so easy....they finally opted to try hitting the ceiling fan. I think they might have even turned it on....

So just in case you were wondering...this is what we do occasionally for our FHE activity.