Spring Break- Day 4

NOTHING BETTER....

Spring Break- Day 3

The girls were playing with friends today, so I thought I would tackle a wee little project:

I started sanding this morning. I had to remove 4, oh yes, count 'em- 4, coats of paint. It only took 4 hours. 4 hours!! My project hit a slight blip when Addie asked if she could help sand, so I handed the electric sander right over. After about a minute, she leaned her head down by the sander and her hair sucked right up into the engine. Pulled it straight outta her head and killed the sander all at once. It shocked her so much it made her stop talking. That's quite a big deal, you know. I had to borrow a friend's sander after that. I promised not to let Addie use it.

I'll eventually paint the table black. But first, I have to regain the feeling in my arms. I typed this blog post with my nose. I'm talented like that.

Spring Break- Day 2

Blue Bell Ice Cream tour. Definitely worth the hour drive for the free ice cream! We followed it up with a picnic in the park. Please don't hate us, it's 85 degrees here with a slight breeze and blue skies. Gor-Ge-Ous.


Then, we stopped along the highway to take pictures in the blue bonnets. This is the Texas state flower, and as Addie told us last week, "there are these one flowers, that are blue, and they have lots of leafus, and they are a part of our Texas. If you pick 'em, the police give you a ticket. Not your mom...you."


Uh, does Makell look remotely interested in taking a picture? Maybe she is too full of ice cream.

Spring Break- Day 1

Rollerskating with friends. It lasts a good couple of hours, zaps their energy and the kids get to watch the adults boogy down when Michael Jackson's 'Thriller' is played. An afternoon well spent.

Weekend Revamp

This weekend was spent painting and sewing. We revamped Sam's room with one gallon of paint and a few yards of fabric from Hobby Lobby. I need a nap.

I had 2 large framed prints that I was loathe to use anywhere in the house. They have just been sitting in the corner of my room. So, I turned them into cork boards. This is before:



I took out the guts of the frame, covered foam board with this crazy cute fabric, and then reinserted it all back into the frame. Whalaa:



Sam requested pink, and pink is what she got:




I'm gunna rest up now. The spring break time clock starts tomorrow. Wish me luck....

I Wonder...

Speaking along the lines of my previous post--I have noticed lately that there are actually mothers that exist who relish when their children are out of school. I know, I know, say it ain't so, but it's true. In the past I had heard rumors that these kinds of mothers existed, but I thought it was just an urban legend. Or, that they had become extinct. Like the dinosaurs. But recently I have heard a few moms say that they are excited for spring break. For reals?

This newly discovered phenomenon has made me wonder....why am I this way, and they are that way? Am I normal (ahem, relatively speaking), or are they? Maybe I'm the unusual mother who jumps up and down with glee when they get on the bus. Or, maybe not. I mean, I love my kids and I like to have them around me. While they're sleeping. And they're silent. But then they just wake up and commence the contest of who can annoy me the most.

The more I think about it, the more I'm convinced that 'those' mothers have calm and obedient children. That is why they don't mind when they're home. I, on the other hand, have children who require me to tell the babysitter, "Watch your back". And I have children who bring the tetherball inside the house and tie it from the second-story banister and proceed to play. Oh, and I have children who ask questions like, "When you are having a baby and pushing it out of your bottom, can you use the restroom?" Ya, I don't think that 'those' mothers have 'these' kinds of kids.

Monday, or technically today, is the beginning of our spring break. I've decided its kinda like taking all your kids grocery shopping--you know before you even start that bad things are going to happen, but you dive right in anyway. So, this next week I'm going to hold my breath and see if I can channel myself into one of 'those' mothers. Before you know it, I'll be crying tears of sadness that they have to return to school. Either that, or they will have killed me.

Hy-Per-Ven-Tilate!

I had a stunning revelation today....

Summer Break begins in 13 Weeks!!

lamaze breathing, lamaze breathing....