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April Fools Day

It's April Fools Day tomorrow and I have to confuss I am not much of a prankster (I would like to remind readers about what my brother did to my son's hair and how I was unable to think of retaliations). So I thought, what the heck, I might suck at this, but maybe, just maybe, I can pull it off this year. So here are a list of things I might plan on doing to my kids and husband tomorrow...

1. I could always do the "call your husband and tell him your pregnant" bit, but I have gained weight so I don't feel comfortable going that route.

2. I am going to fill Ben's shoes with Lego's', then when he steps in them will step on the Lego's (of course, then I will have to deal with his crying, so maybe not)

3. The classic Oreo's with toothpaste (Tyler LOVES Oreos, but he is alot better than me at pranks and he doesn't reserve it for 1 day, so I would be SOL for the rest of the year!)

4. I am going to email everyone I know and tell them that my birthday…

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TOP TEN: 9 to 5 jobs

I was talking to a friend today whose husband works "the usual", meaning 9 to 5. Can you imagine what it would be like to actually work a 9 to 5 job? Well here are my TOP 10 reasons why I do better working the 9 to 5 from home...

1. I would actually have to get up and dressed before my kids went to school
2. Who will beat the children if they mess up the house? If I am not home, they are not home.
3. Audrey's missing doll. She seems to misplace something a day and I am able to pull a Sherlock Holmes and locate that toy. Thanks heavens for my keen sense of solving mysteries.
4. Honestly, if Brittany Spears has another nervous breakdown, I am going to want to be on the couch watching that all go down. You never know, but I want to be there to support her.
5. Today I decided to curl my hair, with a curling iron. It took about 2 hours. Enough said.
6. Who would support my Diet Coke at Mavericks Everyday Movement to keep the company in business during this tough economic times?
7. S…

The Case of the Missing Little People's Airplane

For the past week I have been trying to find Emma's Little People's Airpline. I have looked high and low and it is NOT to be found. Finally I ask Emma and it goes like this...

"Emma, where is your airplane"

"Mikie took it"

"Mikie didn't take your airplane"

"Mikie took it. Call Oma"

I go and get the phone.

"Oma not home"

and she wasn't.

Then I thought how it could be possible that my 7 year old brother came and took Emma's airplane and my mom knew about it? I always fall for what she says.

DONT ASK, It's Not Contagious, It's Just a Rash

Is that fifth disease? Roseola? Impetigo? Chicken Pox? Hives? Hands, Foot, Mouth? No, ladies and gentleman, it's just a viral rash. Audrey came home from gymnastics covered, in what I thought, hives. After two days of doctors visits, hours on the internet and tons of suggestions (can I just add that EVERYONE has their take on what this was), it's just a rash, an unexplainable rash. So she wore a sign that said "Don't Ask. It's Not Contagious, It's Just a Rash". My favorite had to be Jenna and Erika who said she looked like Strawberry Shortcake, thanks for humoring my daughter!


Multi-tasking

Motherhood is busy and the only sane aspect of my life is multi-tasking EVERYTHING. For me, this is a matter of survival. Stay-at-home mom eating bon bons and watching soaps all day? No, that does not work for me; way, way too tame, not enough adrenaline in that job profile. For me, I am more sane when I am doing a million things at once.


I would like to share some of top favorites:


1. Finishing my Master's Thesis while delivering Audrey


2. Going to the bathroom while fixing the bathroom rug


3. Talking on the phone, nursing Emma, and pouring a cup of milk for Ben


4. Singing nighttime lullabies to Emma while reading Twilight.


5. On the phone, snack distributing, CD changing, argument quelling, sign-eyeballing while driving to grandma's.


6. Why just clean the house when you can organize it at the same time?


7. I seem to take a shower and clean the shower at the same time.


8. Right now I am blogging and making a quesadilla for the kids. Of course, I do burn everything, but then I can add …

What happens when I go to the bathroom....

Our Snowman

I did it. I made a snowman. Many of you might remember the snowman incident of 2007 when I tried to make a snowman out of snow that wasn't snowman worthy. It looked like a melted snowman and I posted pictures, but don't worry, this year was great snow rolling snow and I was able to make a snowman with Audrey and Emma. Audrey has been wanting to make a snowman for the past snow season and I finally just gave in and did it.... here you go:



Emma decided she didn't like the snow in her shoes, so she took them off and then decided she didn't like her feet cold, so she put them back on... it was an ongoing off going process....
Audrey is SO proud of me for making a snowman, and look how TALL it is!! See in the background how I ROLLED the snowball. I have SO much more respect for Calvin and Hobbes now!


And there he is, until Ben came home from school and kicked him down.