After years of research in my test kitchen, I have found that Krusteaz sugar cookie mix tastes better than any of the “from scratch sugar cookies” I have made.
And not only do they taste good, but literally, you pour the mix, add water, and stir!!
This is crucial for me, because with my three preschoolers, Mommy needs to spend her time managing the flour and cutting out of the cookies, not measuring and mixing.
The circus crew and I went to run some errands this morning…Target and Michale’s were ok… granted we did crack the sugar sprinkle container when the baby threw it on the floor, and my older daughter soon had the spilled sugar all over her face and hands after “sampling it” but we only got a few looks when the kids were singing jingle bells as they hung off the side of the cart while I finished my shopping.
…you start spelling anything you don’t want others to over hear.
Case in point…
Scott and I had parked the car in a crowded parking garage recently, and I knew better than to shout, “Hey Honey did you lock the car?”
So, without even thinking, I said, “Scott, don’t forget to L-O-C-K the van!”
But, unlike the preschoolers at home who I am accustomed to spelling around if I don’t want them to figure out what I am saying, MOST thieves can spell.
Hmmm, it’s a bit too quiet, better go investigate…
What Mom? You didn’t want me to wash my sister’s hair?
Hmm, well I wasn’t doing that, honest… I was ummm washing my hands…
Yea…no idea how her hair got so wet….
Mom, When’s payback time?
My son often refers to Santa as Saint Nicholas. I guess it’s because of reading Jolly Old Saint Nicholas and Twas the Night Before Christmas.
This week my son decided he wanted to pretend to be Saint Nicholas.
Meet Jolly Old Saint Nick himself…
Check out his sleigh (the blanket…see him holding the reigns?) and note the stuffed bear playing the roll of reindeer.
Filling the stockings…
My daughter loves to play school. She asks me to play All.The.Time.
But, my daughter has never been to school.
And everything she knows about school, she learned from watching her big brother.
So when we “play school” it goes something like this…
My daughter takes her booster seat down from the table and sets it up in the hall to be her “car seat”. She then has me strap her in and drive her to school.
Crafty, I am not. But, I was an elementary education major, so I do know how to use scissors and glue. And, I have found that I really enjoy doing simple arts and crafts projects with my children.
But, the circus life can get rather busy. And as with most things, if I am not intentional, the opportunities and the moments pass me by.
So, this year I have designated Tuesday as “Crafty Tuesday.
Who would ever thought soccer cleats could be so cute? When I took my son to get his cleats at the beginning of the season, I thought those cleats were far cuter than any baby bootie I’ve ever seen. I’ve never been into bronzing the baby shoes, but I will be tucking these cleats away in a box to look at years from now when I complain of the big stinky cleats I find sitting in my doorway.
We didn’t get to carving pumpkins this year. The kids each got to pick a pumpkin at our field trip to the petting farm, and while they were quite content with this size of their pumpkins, they weren’t exactly jack-o-lantern material. I am sure we’d have had to pay a trip to the ER if we attempted to carve such small pumpkins. I kept holding out for a trip to a “real” pumpkin patch, but it just wasn’t in the cards this year.
Isn’t she a cutie? I’m embarrassed to admit that twice in the last week I took my poor baby girl out in these shoes. Yea… go ahead take a closer look incase you missed it at first. Same style, but ummm different color. The first was on a Sunday morning. I was doing that mad dash for the door b/c we were already going to be late and I was literally just grabbing whatever shoe I could find with hopes that by the time I reached the door I’d have at least one match in my hand (and banking on that fact that if I didn’t, the other half would be waiting in the van).