Saturday, April 26, 2008

For the Love

I love that Brooklyn is willing to play fight at the drop of a hat.

I love that the sun finally came out to say hello (even if it is just for one day)

I love that the boys could let all of their energy out OUTSIDE rather than wreaking havoc inside.

What did you love today?

Monday, April 14, 2008

Rappy Rirthday Rallas

Ok, that was a weak attempt and Scooby talk, but anyway. Dallas had a Scooby themed 3rd birthday party.

Friends from 4 years old to 6 months old were on hand to celebrate with us.

They played pin the bone in scooby's mouth and a riveting bout of beat the "non-violent" pinata (apparently you were supposed to just have everyone takes turn pulling strings and one of them makes the bottom fall off... let the kids take a few rounds of beating Scooby first before surrendering to our non-violent ways).

Food on the menu was a scooby snack cake, and dirt.

Wat Mooie Bloemen!

In celebration of their Dutch heritage, the kids went with Oma and Opa (who were in town for Dallas' birthday) to the Tulip Festival in Woodburn. More photos at the photo blog.

Sunday, April 6, 2008

While You Were Out

Dave went to Priesthood Meeting last night and I stayed home with the kids. The night pretty much went like this: Upon finishing cleaning up the kitchen, I went to our office (which also doubles as our tool shed, pantry and nursery for Brooklyn) and discovered the boys had completely "cleaned out the pantry" taking extra pleasure in using the overturned glider chair as a slide for each item taken off the shelves.

AHHHHHHH!!!! That is what when through my head, but I just walked away and came back a minute later and told both of the boys to go to their room. I shut and locked the door and went away. I returned five minutes later to find this:

Yes, both boys completely nude (except for socks because of course they wanted to keep their feet warm) and their room turned completely upside down. Every book torn of the shelf, every article of clothing ripped out of the drawers, every toy thrown on the floor and every piece of bedding not on their beds. My response to this. . . ."you're not coming out of your rooom until this is all cleaned up, no dinner, no potty breaks, you may not leave" (I later went back on the whole potty thing and let them each use the restroom because I clearly had a big enough mess to deal with that night, but that was it.) I spent my time with the tunes turned up singing my heart out with Brooklyn. Dave returned sometime later to find both boys still in their room amid the chaos. Thank heaven for little boys??? Oh, and I forgot to mention that before the messes wre created,Dallas went potty and while washing his hands decided he wasn't quite done or something so he sat down and dropped a log on the bathroom rug. I'll spare you any pictures on that one though.

Sweet Brooklyn tried so hard to be a part of the crowd, but this was her measly contribution to the evening. Now, there's a child that's easy to appreciate.

I was grateful for Elder Ballard's talk to the young mothers today because let's all be honest . . .sometimes as a mother you need a reminder that what you're doing is important and a little pick me up to get through nights like this =).

Saturday, April 5, 2008

An Ode to Winter Berries

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Sugar is sweet
(p.s. that last line is a link)