Note to self...

The entire tree must go up before the end of the week.  Just get it DONE!

At least I turn on the lights to give some sense of lovely Christmas cheer.  Even if it is only a disk or wreath of evergreen and lights and not an entire tree.

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Occupied

66% of our household were unhappy with the way the finances are being handled.  

The other 33% stayed inside and watched Edward Scissorhands.

16% came inside to finish out the night in her wee little bed.

50% made it through the night and came in to join us for breakfast.

It's official...

I'm an athlete.




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Halloween

We got ourselves a Cowgirl, a ninja, a dementor and a ring wraith.

Toothless

She lost these two teeth on a Sunday morning pretty much within 10 minutes of each other.  

It was quite a Hilarious thing.

The very next SUNDAY morning...  

Now she has the one dangling tooth in the middle of her smile.

But being quite unprotected by it's neighboring chickletts...

The lone tooth was knocked out completely by accident by a best friend's elbow at school.

The tooth went flying and though the whole class spent valuable instruction time searching for the little nugget, (don't bother asking that class how to subtract - they spent the initial lesson looking for a tooth!)

they were unsuccessful.  She came home toothless with nothing for the fairy.  

My toothless wonder.

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what happened?

Pinterest happened.

Sorry 'bout that.

And right now I would love for someone to come make me all that crazy wonderful food I see pinned there today.  Like the buffalo chicken grilled cheese maybe.

But on a side note...

It's Erin's 7th birthday today!  My baby is growin' up!

And just kidding about the "side note" bit.  She is NO side note.  Really.  I totally gave her sugar cereal for breakfast and had a banner up AND sent Lofthouse cookies in with her to school.  ('cause I'm not allowed to do homemade or I totally would have.)  I also would have taken them in myself but she's growing up and wanted to do it on her own.
Then, when she was safely settled in her class with the teacher she LOVES and her best bud Ireland, I sighed, dabbed my eye, drove home and pinned a few AWESOME prints I found to my ART board.

Oh!  and Nash turned 12 last month!  Woo Hoo!  My big boy.  Love that guy.  Sure do.  He doesn't like butter.  (Is that not the BIGGEST tub of margarine you've ever seen?  Blows my mind.  My mom set this out for his dinner as a joke.  He's a good sport.)

So.  You're all caught up.  Except...oh yeah.  It's getting cold here.  Well, in the mornings it's cold.  Brrrr.  Makes for a more difficult time talking myself into heading out doors for a run.  But, it's gotta be done.  I've got a couple 1/2 marathons coming up this winter.

I don't know why.
It's just...I'd rather eat donuts.



I guess that's why.



*um.  I really am punctuation/grammar inept.  I have no clue where things go.  Hopefully it's not too painful to get through.  Sorry Heidi.*

shame on me

No picture.  I just want to tell you about it but you don't have to actually see my shame.


We went to the beach this weekend and I didn't put sunscreen on the kids.
I KNOW!  I didn't think we would really be out there very long because we were just passing time until Dad got back from his Triathlon thing.  


But the beach sun is brutal.


My poor kids are burnt up.


I feel the worst about Carter.  He had a swim shirt on so his shoulders are fine but his adorable face is red red red.  I prayed it would fade to tan by Monday so his teachers wouldn't see how neglectful I was.  


Then, this is a sad part, I got an email reminding us that Picture Day is tomorrow.


Sunburned faced Carter to be immortalized in 5th grade photo form.
My shame, captured for all time.  


Erin said I was a "good mom in a bad way.  No, I mean a bad mom in a good way.  I mean..."


sigh.


We had a blast though.  The sunburns didn't really set in till the drive home.  So while we were at the beach we had SO MUCH FUN!


I hope they remember that part.
Other than the 5th grade school picture evidence I might be able to brain wash them by just showing the fun pictures to them year after year and swiftly changing the subject if "sunburn" is mentioned.  
"Don't be silly.  We had a BLAST!"


Maybe if we went to the beach more often I would have practice on beach sun care.
That is the key I think.


Back to the beach!


After they heal.


Shame on me.