Sheepdogs in the creek

The 1st one is named Cowboy. We wanted to name him Rooster Cogburn but it just didn't feel right. The second one is just a pup, his name is Buckshot or Bucky for short. These used to be sheepdogs. Now they are mud dogs. Yuck! They have been in the creek behind our house.This would be a good time to take them to get their spring hair cuts, muhwahahah!

Dancing at Breakfast

This is one of my favorite clips of the girls so far. I know-Ava looks as if she is chewing her cud while she is dancing. It is a blueberry pancake, being chewed for the first time. 2nd on the clip is Piper who stops dancing and then starts again and the last little girl would be Chloe. Chloe was sick that morning, therefore no dancing or eating, just a sweet little smile and a shake of the finger. She was saying "hey don't film me when I don't feel well."

A Bit of Crafty Repurposing, Is That a Word?

Last Christmas Grandma and Grandpa gave Logan a bag of blocks, that were foam with a wood look. Awesome because they looked like wood but the kids couldn't use them for weapons and they wouldn't cause injury from being thrown, not that any body here would throw toys-yea right. So anyway, the zipper broke on the plastic bag pretty quickly. Bummer.

Logan has a fleece half zip Spiderman sweatshirt that he really likes and it's too small for him. Wha-La make a block bag from it. EZ PZ! Chop off the sleeves and make a handle with the Spiderman from the sleeve placed on the top of the handle. Sew up the bottom and sleeve holes. The zipper is there to open up for piling in the blocks and then zip up so they don't fall out. I left the neck open so it's kinda like a "bag". He loves it and the blocks are not spilling out all over any more.

The Oatmeal Stand, The Turd and my PMS

First off when I say the "turd" I'm not talking about one of my kids-this time. There was actually a real piece of poop. I know the anticipation is killing you, where was it you are wondering?! Well, it was on the shelf by the changing table. I found it there this morning when I was laying out the baby outfits. It was all covered in baby powder and kinda looked like a Mexican Wedding cookie. But no it was poop, had it been a cookie I would have eaten it. I can only assume that somebody(not me) changed a diaper and lay the diaper on the shelf, this happens a lot and when it's a diaper changer of the male species they often leave the diaper there for me to come along and dispose of. So I probably picked up the diaper last night and the cookie-poop rolled out and lay on the shelf overnight. What a wonderful way to start to my morning.

I don't feel well today, I have PMS or PMDD or whatever. I just want to put a sign on my neck that says "leave the alone or else". I used to think it was really lame when the girls in gym class got a note to skip p.e. because of cramps. What? Just deal with it and take some Tylenol like I do. Well, 25 years later I want my note!!! I want excused for the day, and tomorrow too. I want to go to bed and eat ice cream and sleep! Tylenol doesn't work for what I have. I eat Midol like it's candy just to stay awake and keep from ripping somebody's head off. I can feel it on my face, it must look like I am pissed. I am smiling while I sing and play with the babies and pretend that things like poop don't bother me. I crave chocolate. I am bloated. I am exhausted. I asked my Dr. about it and he gave me Lexapro last year. I couldn't remember to take it so I quit. I need something that I can take on these few days before my period-no I won't drink while I am in charge of the littles, any other suggestions?

The picture you see might look like a smashed up empty diaper wipes container. Don't be fooled. It's clearly an oatmeal stand. Considering my previously mentioned mood and the fact that I am really not supposed to be lifting all the babies yet. I decided to make instant oatmeal and feed it to them from the living room chair. No messy hands/no lifting and no cleaning of the highchair trays! It worked out pretty good except for the brawl over the "oatmeal stand" apparently oatmeal tastes much better if you eat it while elevated on a stand and smoosh yourself in the armpit of the person spooning it out. Who knew?

I think I smell a batch of Mexican wedding cookies brewing so I better go for now.

Big and Little

Mama with Chloe

Chloe is in the middle for height.

Piper is the tallest and Ava is the shortest. This may all change as they get older of course. When they were born Piper was the teeny little one at 3lbs. 13 oz.

Just cute

Libby Lou and Buckshot

Piper

Ava and Chloe

Piper

Ava

Ava with a runny nose (oops)

Chloe

Boys are gross........

I had my first son 19 years ago. I have had a houseful of boys for the last 15 or so years including stepsons and some foster sons. See a theme here? All boys.We had a combination of 6 boys and 3 foster sons when we decided to try for a girl. As the saying goes, be careful what you wish for. We got 3 girls. Nothing scares me or shocks me anymore- when it comes to children anyway, and boys are gross. I actually figured that out in elementary school when a class mate who shall remain nameless ate paste in Kindergarten, another boy ate boogars, one swallowed a live fly and yet another smashed some guppies with his thumb. That last one still grosses me out to think about it. I have to add that the guppy killer is a very successful business man today and as far as I know has not became a serial killer. My little darling Austin gather some pigs tails and shoved them into his coat pocket when he was about 2yrs old. He was with my dad who was docking the tails of the baby pigs. This is a common practice, if the tails are left long-the other pigs will chew them and they will become infected or whatever. I have never again stuck my hand into the pockets of anybody elses clothing. I will wash your gum, wallet, ink pen or any other thing you may forget to take out because my rule is empty your own pockets. THE PICS ARE FROM TODAY, I COULD ADD COUNTLESS PICS OF FROGS AND OTHER BOYISH THINGS BUT THEY ARE ON THE OTHER COMPUTER, ANOTHER DAY I GUESS. AUSTIN WAS SHOWING OFF HIS FRESH SUNBURN AND DOESN'T KNOW MOM IS ADDING IT TO THE BLOG. :)