Quick story from our everyday life.

Saturday morning we were driving to the church so the girls could practice for the upcoming primary program. There had been a little bit of a wind storm the night before. All of the sudden McKay gasps and yells out "oh no, there are dead ducks all over the road!" You could hear the horror in her voice. She quickly covered her eyes (partially) and tried not to look. I wanted so badly to comfort her but I was laughing too hard to even say anything. This is not the actual picture of the road but it looked something like this...

Then to make the situation even more comical Luc says "oh, I see a tiger over there!"

Kids are the best!

Sleepless Nights

A couple nights ago I couldn't sleep. I did bills before bed. Bad idea. That just gets my brain going and then it takes me hours to settle down.

In the midst of my non-slumber I had this whole blog post go through my mind. It was awesome. Perfect actually. I didn't dare get up and write it though, I thought it would just make falling asleep even harder. And it was so clear and complete I convinced myself it would still be securely fixed in my noggin come morning.

I'm guessing you can see where this is going...

I have retained just a portion of it. And even what I can remember is nowhere near as interesting or eloquent as it seemed to be. So be it. This is all I've got for you.

Things I was completely unprepared for when I became a mother:

1. The messes. And I don't mean like spilled milk and dirty faces. Nor am I referring to the toys strewn throughout the house. I'm talking the dirty things I don't ever remember my mom having to clean. Like walls. The walls are always dirty. Doors too. Who has time to wipe down walls and doors, let alone the baseboards and corners that I don't see on a regular basis. Am I the only one who sits on the toilet and stares at the floor and thinks "gross, how did that get like that again?" I have also been known to grab a rag and wipe down counter top while sitting on the pot. That I was not prepared for.

2...

See what I mean, at 2 am the list was like 7 items long. I guess add to the list not be prepared for "mommy brain" that leaves me without a coherent thought or sentence at any given time.

I love it though. I love having sweet little angels surrounding me all the time. Even when I'm sitting on the toilet.

I better love it since number 4 is on the way.

When Life Gives You Limes...

It's been a busy few weeks. Don't worry I won't bore you with all of it. Just some of it.

Kimball turned 5! My (sometimes) sweet and (always) cute little spitfire is growing up too quickly. She is so independent. She's working on teaching her big sister to be a little bit more so. She had a very fun and tasty cupcake themed birthday party. Once I get those pictures loaded I'll share. I got a little ambitious and made cute little aprons as party favors. They were adorable (slightly amateurish in quality but they were 5 year olds so I doubt they cared.)

I also started and am working on finishing a baby quilt. My first quilt in many years. I'm using a pattern from my sister-in-law's book. It's been fairly easy and it's going to be super cute. I'm trying to document it's progress for a future post... promises, promises I know.

We had a really nasty storm here in Phoenix last week. Well as nasty as they get here. It still only lasted a couple hours and even less than that at our house. It did quite a bit of serious/expensive damage in the valley. Ours was not so expensive nor serious but it did break my heart. I came home to find this:

My precious lemon tree snapped right in half. I cried. Is that pitiful? I don't care. I was so sad. It still tears at my heart just a little bit when I look at it. We probably lost 100 or so not-quite-ripe lemons.

When we first moved in I swore that it was a lime tree (probably because I LOVE limes and so I saw all these beautiful green little lemons and I assumed they were limes.) I even squeezed them and made "limeade." Until about a month later when all of the sudden they started turning yellow and a little more oblong. I still thought they were limes, I just thought they were going bad. Then our neighbor asked if we were going to give her any of our lemons this year and we were like "lemons?" And Seth and I looked at each other and were like "Ohhhh Lemons!"

It was funnier in real life. And now it just seems sad. I guess we'll have to plant a lime tree now.

Here's a quote/story to lighten the mood.

While grocery shopping last week Kimball asked me if we could get some SpaghettiOs. I haven't bought them in a really long time, I think she must have seen a commercial or something because I'm not sure if she's ever had them. We bought a few cans and she talked all morning about how she was going to have SpaghettiOs for lunch. I was happy to whip up an easy lunch for my little gourmet who normally passes on all things quick and easy. I served it up and she took 2 bites before bringing me her bowl and saying "hey mom, did you know that SpaghettiOs taste like throw-up?" Needless to say, we haven't had spaghettiOs since.