You're looking at what?

I posted my last post
with this adorable picture


of this darling baby
by this beautiful tree
and my sister makes this comment.

He is so adorable!
What's with the chair from the 50's?
Don't get me wrong I love pink and yellow flower chairs,
I've just never seen one in your house before ;)
N&C find?

Okay, I guess lets forget the baby in the middle for two seconds
How could you even see the chair in the back?
I had to blow up the picture
to even see the corner of it
that you could barely see
and I know what it looks like.

So to you Rachie Coray
I say this



Are you mocking my chair?
My $5 dollar, darling, garage sale chair?
You better check yourself before you wreck yourself girl...
Kidding, but...
I love it.

It is relatively new to me,
and I am just waiting for the perfect fabric to grab me
before I replace the yellow brown and pink shiny, vinyl
that crinkles and rustles when you sit on it.



It doesn't currently match the front room
but has the cutest shape
and is so comfy I couldn't resist.
$5.
Do I need to repeat myself?
$5

Ryan had a similar reaction
and actually asked
if we had to even bring it through the door
let alone put it in the front room.

but I will have you know,
two people offered me $10
before I could even drag it to my car
and several since
have asked me to call them if I want to sell it
This chair evidently brings out extreme emotions in people
they really love it
or really don't


Mock me if you must
I really love it.
Just imagine those buttons replaced with amazing vintage ones
Any fabric suggestions?
patterns?
Textures?

This teaches me
to focus on the cute baby in the middle
instead of the obscure peek
of the ugly chair in the background

P.S. The amazing honeycomb quilt
on the quilt rack in the background
(in case you are looking in the background like my sister)
is also a $5 garage sale find
Hand pieced
Hand quilted
AMAZING COLORS
Find of the year I am sure
Major Score.

The chair will look lovely beside it when I done with it.

Its unfortunately that time of year...

The time when


Where we go from
Happy Tree Decorating


to feverish, restless, sleep


to being bundled up
for the croup walk
around the neighborhood.


To try and alleviate
some of the barking cough
and the raspy breathing.

To try to get through the night
with even a hint
of sleep

Until we can make it in to the doctor tomorrow.



But doesn't my little sicky
look pretty cute
with his fever pinked cheeks
and hat askew.

He finally conked
on the second turn around the culdesac.


I should dive into my bed this minute
and try to get some shut eye
before my next turn around the neighborhood
in the falling snow.
Aproximately two hours from now.

Poor Kenna had her turn on the croup walk
yesterday and the day before
and seems to be getting better today
Hopefully the other three escape it.
I'm praying fervently that the other three escape it.

Sneaky McSneakster

Just call this little monkey
The iPhone Thief


He can sticky finger that phone
right in front of me
and I don't even catch it
until I need the phone
and I can't find it
or its ringing from somewhere
that is not where I left it

He is seriously a master.


When I walked by the couch and saw
this
I knew exactly what he was doing.


Without a doubt

He was getting in his Angry Bird time


and
he knew he was caught.

He's a pretty good sport about giving it back
most of the time.
Other times,
not so much

I rarely make it through a day without the battery dying

That kid is a master at the
scrolling and flicking
and he's 3.

I am in big trouble!

Need a good laugh?

Our family night treat was Popsicles

They had riddles on the sticks.

To be silly I read mine out loud to Ryan



Caden looked confused
and Ryan said he didn't know


what?

Caden still didn't get it
But wanted Ryan to read his


Before I could even guess
Caden yells

What?

Where in the crap did that come from?
Cracked me up.
The real answer was


Kenna had no idea what was going on
but Ryan and I were laughing so hard
from the Greg comment
that she wanted in
so she handed hers to me



Caden thought for a minute and said


I liked his answer
even better than the real one

Which was


Of course Cohen,
who was laughing
just because the rest of us were laughing,
but still didn't get it
handed over his stick


and of course,
with his literal little 6 year old mind
Caden says

That bird was banging on the tree so loud...

Who even thinks the real answer is funny anymore?



It never occurred to me before
that the "real" answers
to the riddles that my kids came up with
could be even funnier
than the play on words answer.

I am so looking forward to the rest of the Popsicle box!

Love, Grandpa Jones

The first couple of postcards that we got
I thought,
"Oh, how nice, my dad sent a
post card."


And then
they just kept coming
every trip he takes
busisness or vacation

(Kenna making her best raccoon face)

my kids carry them around
like badges of honor
Kenna and Cohen are so jealous
that Caden has more than they do
(Well, He's been around longer, they forget that sometimes)
So sometimes
He lets them borrow some of his
and pretend like they are theirs

I have read some of those postcards to them
ten plus times
and they know which ones are theirs
Boy Howdy do they know


How do you explain to a 3 year old
(and my 6 year old for that matter)
that those are fake aliens on the Roswell card
and that Grandpa will not get eaten by wolves
when he goes to Minnesota?


They think that the cards are magical.
He has made them a magical thing.


His messages are always creative
and funny
and age appropriate too
Cohen has explained to me several times
"The eagle is nice Mom, Grandpa said it was nice"

Did you know Dad?
Did you know the magic you are sending in the mail?
Do you know they think that you are "SO COOL?"
Cause you are
You are magical and awesome and "so cool"

Thanks for taking the time
and putting in the effort.
We love you
and your postcards.

Tired Baby

It's rough
when life is so busy all around you


that you have to just put your head down
wherever you are
and conk out.



Its hard being the "baby"
(well he is... by two minutes)
with the quietest voice
Sometimes you just got to do things for yourself


Got tired of playing
tucked his little hands under
and tuned out.

Don't you worry
I swaddled his cute little bum up
and gave him a good cuddle
before putting him to bed.

Sitting Pretty

We Sit Up Now!
at the ripe old age of 7 months


You think we are cute?
Yeah, Mom and Dad think that we are rock stars
(pretty high maintenance rock stars)


We agree
We are pretty awesome.

and
we crack ourselves up
all the time


Oh look, a foot
(that is all it takes to distract us)

We are pretty happy fellows
and
We really like each other
most of the time


but
sometimes its fun
to see what Collin will do
when I do this...


Yup, that's what usually happens


Sometimes Collin is a little dramatic


and he makes really good sad faces



He gets a binky for that?

I will just take that.


Dang,
Collin has learned
that if he turns his head
I can't reach it.

Never mind
this shiny silver camera
with mom behind it
will do.

All Hallows Eve

Halloween
kind of loses some of the magic
when it is pouring down rain
and the wind is trying to knock you off your feet.
We're talking Mary Poppins
(the part with all the nannies)
umbrellas breaking
and bending
and trying to carry you away.


And hats and gloves and coats
cover up your super cool costumes.

Ryan and I even tried to bribe the kids
with all the candy we had in the house
to just stay at home and watch a movie
it was a
No Go


So Grandma graciously offered
to watch the twinkies
while she handed out candy at her house

So Ryan and I
and our neighbors Jenger and Josh


could Brave the elements
(blurb on the picture is a raindrop- we're talking serious rain folks)



We lined up for a group shot
Check out the munchkin in the middle
Mom made him wear a stupid beanie


instead of his cool transformers mask

Too bad she put the beanie on backwards
and told him to stop whining about wearing it
Poor kid couldn't see a dang thing


Quick correction
and a sincere apology
and we were back in business.
Even though he was still bummed
that he didn't have his Bumblebee mask
(but just until the first door, then he had candy and all was forgotten)


When we were thoroughly frozen
and the candy bags were loaded
we headed back to Jenger's house
for some hot Chili


in these darling bread bowls

Ryan called me to double check when going to pick them up
that I was actually going to pay extra
for the pumpkin ones
instead of the regular.
HELLO
YES!
It was Halloween after all,
I can spring for the cute ones
since they only come once a year
How could I not?
Pumpkin Bread Bowls.
The coolest.


We also made Carmel Apples


Collin was a big fan
I was too,
Probably the highlight of my evening


and


Kincade invited us
to his Halloween Party Friday night
and Ryan found out that he was going to be Phineas
from the show Phineas and Ferb
We decided it would be awesome
(and pretty easy)
for Ryan to be Dr. Doofenshmirtz
He looked seriously hot in my black turtleneck
(he refused to spend money on something he swore he would never wear again)
and he gabbed a lab coat from the scrub store to finish the look


and just for your viewing pleasure
Collin and Keegan Rocked the Party
as the little chick
and the stinky skunk.

We had a great Halloween.
Can't wait for next year!


P.S. for journaling sake. Caden was the War Machine from Iron Man 2
(the gray Iron Man thing)
and Kenna was Cinderella the first night
(tripped and ripped her costume)
and we pulled out the good old Ariel from the costume box
for the next night.