Some Confessions

It's been a little crazy around here lately. I'm not sure why. I'm not really even sure what we've been doing, but it seems like there hasn't been a lot of free time. I confess that, as a result, I've resorted to paying my children small sums of money to play with each other. (And it's worked.) I must also confess that I've found myself playing on my daughter's Webkinz account more than once in the last week (when all the kiddies were in bed). It's kind of therapeutic...

Brussel Sprout Observations

I saw this recipe for roasted brussel sprouts in a parenting magazine. I thought it sounded really good. (In retrospect, I might have been really hungry at the time I was reading the magazine.) The story that follows is what happened when I served these "yummy treats." I told everyone that I was making BRUSSEL SPROUTS. No one in the family really knew what I was talking about...hmmm, what does that say? For starters, they didn't turn out quite like the picture. I also added A LOT more salt than the recipe suggested. The first one I tasted, was OK. Maybe even good. So I ate a few more. I paid S fifty cents to eat one. Hubby ate a couple. R refused to eat any. No one was eating them so I ate some more. Hubby commented that these "must be really healthy...". I ate a few more since he's probably right, they must be really healthy. Near the end, I hit a "need to puke" threshold. All of us ended up thinking they were disgusting. We had to eat leftover Halloween candy in order to feel better. I'm serious. Sorry to all you brussel spout lovers.

The Wake-Up Game (Everyone's Favorite)

R woke up a weeeeee bit early this morning (an unfortunate recent pattern). I told him to get in bed with me. I was going to try that "maybe he'll go back to sleep" trick. He was quiet for what seemed like a few minutes and then he asked me if I wanted to play the "Wake-Up Game." I drowsily said, "Sure, what is that?" He replied, "It's when I poke the mommy in the eye until she finally wakes up and gets me cereal. It's really fun." Sounds fun, doesn't it? I lost after one round.

The Loud Family

I love my family dearly. They are the happiness in my life. They are so cute, loving, happy. They are also very loud. The layout of our house is such that the bedrooms are up about seven stairs from the main level which has a high ceiling (I'll refer to that as the "echo effect"). S and R now share a room and the baby's room is in the "echo effect" area. The poor baby can never get a good nap because of all the noise. I find myself saying "shhhhhhhhhhhhhh" constantly! They (hubby, S and R) don't seem to have my cat burglar abilities. They walk loud, talk loud, eat loud, etc. When one person is up, everyone is up.

The biggest part of the problem is that hubby gets up at 5:00 a.m. Yes, 5 a.m. In my world that is the MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT! I'm not a morning person AT ALL. Prior to 7:30 a.m., I lack the skills necessary to effectively communicate with other humans. It's not pretty.

I miss quiet. And sleep.

Obligatory Costume Photos

I found the children to be especially uncooperative with the Halloween photos this year. My "you'll regret this when you're older..." speech didn't seem to work either. So, this is what we got. I wanted to pose them all cute and get some nice photos, but they wanted CANDY. My "treat" for the night was the WARM WEATHER. As you can see, we're in short sleeves!

Again this year, R wasn't clear on the trick-or-treat concept. He tried to go into the homes a couple times. He's a social guy. He also surprised us by pooping out right away. The one day he runs out of energy...

Several people told S that she looked beautiful. She was LOVING IT. She kept saying, "Wow, everyone thinks I'm so pretty." She especially loved the lipstick.