Crowned

This questionable image is actually a pretty new silver tooth that resides in CT's mouth. Look again. See it? Yup, he got a crown today. And it was totally no big deal to him. It was a way bigger deal to us because we had to pay the bill (read: no dental insurance) but it was totally worth the money to go to the best pediatric dentist in town because he said it was *fun* and he got a goody bag! And (if this doesn't spell trouble, what does?...) he loves "the Gas" and wants to "get some more each day!" Yikes. His new favorite toy is the little thingie the nitrous came out of (is there a name for that? Mask, maybe?) Do we still need to get him a birthday present? Happy birthday baby CT!

Deep thoughts....

So I'm making cookies- real cookies, in the real kitchen- and I see this going on in the family room. CT built a cookie machine. "Know what? It has.... ummmmm.... well, it has the actual oven thing at the end and it has a conveyer that brings the cookies into the oven part at the end and a tube for the water to spray on them and then that is all that you need to know. And ummmm, what do birds eat in Mexico? Probably popcorn." Huh? I don't know why I even bothered to make real cookies when all the fun was clearly in the other room. Less calories, too! Yesterday he made a beer machine that delivered you beer and put the rest on the shelf. I'm not sure which one I prefer.


This is the oven at the end. We have only the most high tech appliances in our home.


Like mother, like daughter!

Tinkerbell Shout Out

Can you *believe* this cake!?! My friend Heather made this, but to protect her identity we'll call her Feather. Feather made this for her daughter's 5th birthday, isn't it *awesome*!? (Again, I can't tell you her name!!) Those little girls must have been freaking out at the party! I do wonder, however, the reaction they had when she pulled the legless torso from the dress, that could have been pretty creepy. Feather is an awesome cake decorator. If I can't do a cake for a birthday at the shelter she is always happy to step in. And totally out-do me!!! She is also always donating and getting others to donate to my cause. So here's to you, errrr....Feather!

Time to move on....

It's time to take down the Christmas decorations. I'm driving around and I see people with houses lit up like they think it's December or something. It's been 3 (right?) weekends since Christmas, plenty of time to take (or more realistically, tell someone else) to go take that crap down. There have been days it's been almost 70º here, so these offenders could have even cleaned up their yards without a coat on! It's time! It's coming up on a month! No excuses!!!

Now, just to add a disclaimer, the outside of the house is a completely different story than the inside. The outside is the public face of your family. You've got to get it together out there or else people will have to wonder what is going on inside there. Well, I do anyway. But the inside is your private world. So if, say hypothetically, your nativity set is still up because your kids won't stop swiping the box it goes in that you brought up from the basement two weeks ago and filling it with random toys and shoving it under the couch and calling it an oven even though they have a very nice kitchen set in the other room that Santa brought them two years ago....well then that's okay. It's inside, only friends see that, and they don't care. Or if, again...just hypothetically, you have a wreath on the inside of your front door because it is made of your four year old's handprints and he was so proud of himself even though he had to do it twice to get it right that he gave it to you before he even got out of the school parking lot...well that's okay too I think. That's really just the same as hanging up your kid's artwork. Snowman cookie jars? Well, it IS still winter after all! Or, again- just hypothetically, if you leave the mistletoe up because well you'd have to get a ladder, or more realistically, tell your husband to get a ladder, and also it is a great way to get your kids to kiss you when they go past the front door and that is really more of a Valentine's decoration with the kissing and all...so that's okay too.

20 knots....

After school today, my 4 year old CT asked me to tie his shoe. I noticed his teacher smirking knowingly as I bent down to fufill the request. That is when I noticed that his shoe was not in need of tying, as it already had 20 knots (yes, we counted...there were exactly 20). Later I asked him why he had 20 knots in his shoelace. Legitimate question, right? Allegedly he had asked a teacher to tie his shoe and no one heard him. So he decided to tie it himself. I would say he succeeded tremendously.

On the bandwagon...

So here I am....blogging. Something I previously thought I'd never do. Just like making a scrapbook for my kids, flying in a helicopter, eating a shrimp, having a tiny human emerge from my....well, you get the idea. And I have to say, just like the rest of the list...kinda fun. (With the exception of giving birth, where FUN is not necessarily the first word I would choose....)

So as most of you will know, Josephine is not actually my name. But it's close enough. I am still a little web-shy, a little creeped out from watching too many episodes of Dateline.

I hope that this blog with not drown you with information about every cute/genius/crazy/irritating/sweet/questionable/adorable things my kids do. Although there will definitely be some story telling of that sort. But by musing the adventures of life with these two new (relatively) people, I hope to find that there is still a part of me that belongs to only me. And then I guess it won't be because I've shared it with you, but whatever. My brain is tired. It's after 6 for heavens sake!