Saturday, March 20, 2010

What kind of candy?!

Seth: Momma, can I have some of that blue stuff to eat?

Me: What blue stuff?

Seth: You know, that stuff that is blue.

Me: Show it this (pointing to cotton candy)?

Seth: Yes! Rotten Candy! Can I please have some rotten candy??

Friday, March 19, 2010

Look what I did!

Let me just say... I did it!

First I did this (which literally took all day):

They look good (to me anyway) before they went into the oven.  Just look at them after they came out of the oven and got covered in my (too thin) icing.  Yumm!

The Pioneer Woman's food blog is what inspired me.  You know, because it just looked so darn tastey!  Those food blogs are very dangerous.  You can actually see the delicious food while you're reading about it...which just makes you want to start cooking right away! 

It's difficult to cook with little ones at your I don't try new things too often.  But when I do, I get really excited about it!  I was so excited, that I even let Jack and Ian have a bite (because they ate all of their supper first). 

Here's the link to the recipe.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Ian's Debt

Ugh.  I hate to look at the date of my last post because it was a month ago!  Oh well.  This isn't my career, and I do have a family to take care of.  (That counts for my blogging laziness, right?!)

Anyway, on to the cuties.

I'm not exactly sure how this conversation originally began, but the five of us (...okay, there are only three of us who can speak...) were discussing paying for babies - as in paying the hospital their due amount from their births.

Jeremy told Seth that he was paid for and Jack was paid for.  However, Ian has never been paid for.  Before you jump to conclusions, it's not what you think!  The hospital has yet to send us the bill for his birth and stay during the first few days of his life.  Yes, you are right, he is a year old. 

Sounds like I'm not the only slacker.

At that time, Seth also inquired about Jeremy and myself.  Jeremy told him that our parents paid for us. 

That was over a week ago.  But Seth hasn't forgotten it (kids have brains like elephants!  ...wait, isn't that the animal that can remember everything?).

Getting on with the story... Seth has asked me two times today, "Momma, as daddy paid for Ian yet?"  I finally have started telling him that he's been taken care of.  With all his inquries, I'm afraid he may begin thinking that Ian may have to be taken back. 

Little does he know, Ian will not be going back where he came from.  That ship has sailed.