Project Clean-up

(Now lest you think this post is about me actually cleaning my house, it is still in it's state of disarray. I haven't gone that crazy yet.)

I have a problem. Every time I go to the store, if I have an extra minute, I will look through the fabric remnant rack. Now this isn't necessarily a bad thing because I have been able to make skirts for my girls for under $2. But I keep buying fabric when I still have old stuff. So last week, I got out all the fabric I had (some from before we got married) and ironed it all. If you know me, you'll know that ironing is one of my least favorite chores.

So now, all the fabric is ironed and draped over the back of a chair. I have finished a couple of projects, but still have a large pile of fabric. And since I hate ironing, I refuse to shove it back into a tote. So my dining room table has been out of commission for over a week. I am trying to get this all done this week. Most of the remnants are small so I am just making skirts for the girls (and seeing as how I am having another one--I see it as less sewing in the future!)

I made Thumbelina a Valentine skirt 2 years ago (with a matching bow tie for ET, and awful jumper for baby Munchkin) and it is too small for her this year. I still had remnants of that fabric, so I made her a new skirt and matching shirt. (I still need to add the ruffle at the bottom of the skirt and shirtET wanted a Valentine shirt, too, but wasn't too keen on hearts and birds. So after consulting with my Mom, and a trip to the store for some black remnants (are you beginning to see the problem here?) I finished ET's shirt today. I think it may just be the best thing I have ever made.

Now I just have to finish Munchkin's shirt, and Valentine clothes are done. But last night, I figured that I have enough of the black remnant left over to make a black skirt for Munchkin.

I need someone to break me out of this cycle!

And The Puke Rolls On...

I am pregnant and, because of that, have dealt with my share of puke for the last few months. So when the vomit-monster rolls in, hubby is nice enough to deal with it. The only problem with that is that he always catches it.

So last night, Thumbelina had a relapse. And this morning, hubby is worshipping the porcelain god.

So our days of vomit aren't over yet...but at least this one can take care of it himself.

Thank You

I would like to thank my children for getting sick at night and on weekends.

(You know so hubby can take charge.)

Thumbelina started the puke party on Thursday night, and her sister followed nearly every hour of Saturday night, and her brother joined in the fun early Sunday morning in the hallway.

(I guess I should mention that my brother also fell prey to the peer pressure. Hubby and I are totally above caving to the pressure!)

So I apologize for my string of puke posts, and hope I have something new to post about soon.

Jinxed

I knew I shouldn't have done it. I mean it hadn't been done in months, so why now?

It wasn't even a really conscious decision. It just sorta happened.

There I was. An empty hamper, an empty washer, and the final load in the dryer. Heck, I was even considering folding the clean laundry.

I should have realized it was too tempting for fate. I mean, how could fate not respond to this?!

And then, fate came through. Right as she always does...

puke

A full hamper. A full washer. And the cycle begins again.

It's no secret that this pregnancy has been hard for me and my family.

Since August.

It's also no secret that I am feeling much better these days.

...except for knowing that I still have 15 weeks left. :)

Another no brainer is that my children have been neglected during the sick times. For example, Munckin can recognize any character in any show on Noggin. Wubbzy-she loves him. Diego-she can sing along. Kailan, Miss Spider, the Backyardigans, Wonder Pets, and even the Ferocious Beast are all counted among her friends. Now, while this has helped build her vocabulary, it has also erased her ability to entertain herself. Her vocabulary almost makes up for it though!

So yesterday was the start of rehab. TV rehab. I am starting slow. They each get to pick 30 minutes of TV per day. Munchkin gets hers out of the way by 8am every day. Wubbzy. What else. Thumbelina gets hers while I am trying to make dinner. Thankfully, she is content to work her way through Letter Factory. ET is a bit harder to please. His choice is the last TV before bed. Last night his choice was Napolean Dynamite. Fun for all ages!

I know that right now may not be the best time to implement a plan like this. You know with the whole IT'S WINTER! thing. There is no playing outside, no going to the park or any other fun outdoor activities. I am pretty sure that the only thing that is making this plan even remotely possible is Valentine's Day, construction paper and stickers. Wish us luck!

(Side note: on the way to the doctor yesterday, I told the girls that it was going to snow again. Munckin groaned, and Thumbelina said, in a most wistful voice, "Oh, Mom. I miss summer!" Yeah, me too.)

St. Valentine

My kids have somehow figured out that the next holiday is Valentine's Day. I don't know who told them or why they are soooooo excited about it.

They have been making "Valentine cards" for the last week. Of course, their version of Valentine cards includes a piece of construction paper and as many stickers as they can stick on. (I am not complaining about this one because it did keep them entertained when I had to drag all three to the OB this morning.) I keep putting off the stamps and paint until Dad can help.

Every treat we make has to be valentine related. The cake for FHE treat? Pink frosting with cupid corn decorations.

Cupcakes? The same. I am not getting into the sugar cookie goodness until at least February.

Our house has been decorated with much more to do. After all, what good are doilies unless they are decorating something. I lost my Valentine decorations (which consisted of three votive candle holders) so I had to make new ones. Gotta love the Dollar Store!

The window got painted today--during naptime of course, and the doilies are going on the window tomorrow when I need them to be distracted while hubby is at school.

ET has already bought his Valentine cards, and asked his teacher how many kids are in his class.

The sad thing is: my kids think they are getting presents. I've tried to tell them that every holiday is not a present holiday. There was much confusion and a bit of anger on New Years. I told ET that he might get some candy and a little present. His face lit up as he asked, "Like a new BIKE?!!"

Try reasoning with an almost 6 year old. I am so losing!

The Best Husband In The World

World's greatest husband award goes to....mine! And here's why:

-He gets up every morning at 5am to go to work, and stays up late at night doing homework, but still lets me take a nap on Saturdays and Sundays.

-He is willing to cook if he is home.

-He understands my cravings, and is willing to drive through the snow to get them taken care of.

-He does everything for the first 5 months of my pregnancy, and carries the baby (when he's around) for the first nine months of it's life.

-He is okay with our dryer ironing system.

-Ramen is a totally acceptable dinner choice.

-He is a hands on Dad. During the week, I am in charge and he is my backup. On the weekends, he is in charge and I am just backup.

-If he is home and there is poop, he takes care of it.

-He understands a girl's need for a good steak.

-He only rolls his eyes a little when I am ready for bed at 8:30pm.

-He still loves me even though I fall asleep during every movie we rent.

-He gets up with crying kids at night.

-He bought me 200 pounds of ice melt so I don't have to shovel anymore.

-He goes along with my furniture rearranging without too much complaint...most of the time.

What more could a girl ask for?



I am thinking a new car...