Archive for November, 2007

We (dh, myself and our twin dds) had just put everyone to bed this evening and we thought about how much we would enjoy having the fragrant aroma of banana bread fill our home not to mention how good it would taste tomorrow. We had ripe bananas and a craving…But! We needed to find a good recipe…so… My dd(13) grabbed one of our favorite cookbooks and explained that she couldn’t find a banana bread recipe in it because the search engine (read index) in the book doesn’t work too well.

…hmm…I think we will test our reference skills while we have banana bread for tea tomorrow…

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Yep, I am a corney mom…

but, hey…that is what makes the lives of my children so interesting.

It has been kinda miserable outside lately and it is showing in the kids. “Aw Mom…Time to go to bed…again? We just did that yesterday!” ..they cried…

So I played this a few dozen times and dipped the kids into bed… (scroll down to the Good night, Sleep Tight song!) …and don’t forget to duck when doing this to the lower bunkers ;o)

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What is it about boys that makes them so unwilling to do housework. They would rather deliberately take the long way around me than to bend over and pick up a book…

I can yell “15 minute pick-up and then we go out!” and they will disappear faster than ice cream on a hot day in August…the girls run to get the job done and the boys?…I just don’t get it.

If I display anything that requires electricity or batteries, they are my best friends…

If I did allow power tools as manipulatives and told them that they had to actually dress and that would include socks and shoes before they could use it, they would dress in something akin to a 3 piece suit in their eyes (aka…flannel, blue jeans/sweats and a hat) I just don’t get it.

Maybe I just view life too much from a girly angle. (I am not a girly-girl though) I am still kinda blind to that fault. What is there that is not exciting about seeing what the rug actually looks like? Maybe if I buried a chocolate bar under the discarded puzzle pieces and game tokens. Who am I kidding…they would shove all that aside and rip into those bars and throw the wrappers on the floor without noticing. If I point out said wrappers, they would immediately apologize and pick them up so I guess they aren’t completely without manners. But there I go again…thinking like a girl.

So I interviewed dh…

What motivated you to clean up when you were younger…

Then I regretted asking the question. There was no life before the Marine Corps boot camp on Parris Island.

So we have resorted to assigning push-ups and laps around the house. They balked at first…and now they love it. They will deliberately not do their chores if they know they will get an early ticket out to the yard. Must build muscle. But I want to train them in KNIGHTHOOD. Slay the mess monster…suit up in complete honorable garb before addressing the lady of the house aka..out of those jammies boys and sweep the kitchen!

I just don’t get it. I think too much like a girl. Just like the tv remote, we need power…I need batteries that WORK to keep them motoring along the straight and narrow. I need WORKING batteries.. Can you see the sparks flying off of my rosary beads? Our Lady is working on this and I am trying to stay tuned to the pulling of my heartstrings. Boys are interesting creatures, God love them. I know I do (love them) and I stare at them as though I have never seen a piece of art work quite like them and I can’t fathom what is in front of me. hmmm….I don’t get it, but they certainly have my attention.

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My 2.5yo dd peeked out the back door this morning.

“Oh-oh! WHAT a MESS” “Oh brother!”

She runs into the living room and starts grilling 4yo brother. Not quite getting her point, I take her back to the door and ask her what she saw. The best I could interpret in toddler language from her limited understanding was this…

“brother…shoot it up up there and there and it CRASH into the ground allll over the place” “brother go to the corner, NOW!”

Trying not to laugh…

Evidentially she thinks that firing a nerf rocket up into the two biggest trees in the back yard broke them and crashed the leaves all over the yard. Funny thing…brother did go to the corner….LOL!

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What to do when you can’t see

or hear

or smell

and you have a toddler? and one that is toilet training at that… she has a way with things that come out of her other end that never fails to astound and leave me speechless.

This is one of those questions I have to ask God when I die, which at this rate may be sooner than I think.

I JUST got over a kinda cold that settled in my chest. I have been up at all hours with kiddoes who can’t breathe well and I just when I think that we might be on the upswing…WHAM…Hullo, I have a cowld…

My dear friend Nissa saved me from the chest monster with this magical cough formula. I KNOW this kept us from having to visit the drs. It breaks up all kinds of yuccky mucus and makes the coughing more productive naturally. I’ll ask her if I can share it with you.

I have been making soups every day laced with LOTS of garlic and onions and great vitamin-rich veggies. We here don’t mind the smell of garlic and safe to say, there are no vampirish beings willing to visit us lately ;o)

One thing that really really helps me get over a cold quick is doing a nasal flush…

please don’t run away…it doesn’t hurt and you get used to it very quickly when you find out how quickly you get to breathe again! Hey, I am telling you, if I can do it, you can!

(If you can’t handle this…just scroll down a paragraph or two.)

In a small pitcher add:

  • 1/4 tsp of salt
  • filtered water
  • a few GRAINS of good cayenne pepper (I mean a few GRAINS..or you’ll be sorry…ask me how I know…)

Tilt you head over a sink and pour mixture through one nostril till it comes out the other…if you feel it going down your throat tilt your head more…be patient! You will get the hang of it.

When this does come out the other nostril, tilt your head to the other side and do the other nostril. You may have to do this a few times over the next hour or two before you feel a bit better. It is a good goop cleanser…LOL

This has helped me SOOO much with seasonal allergies. I actually recover so much more quickly and can get to the business of actually SEEING what I am doing in no time.

You know you have it bad when you kneel in front of your dryer (have a front loader with no drawers underneath…I just think I am running a chineese-type laundry. I am just GRATEFUL beyond words for having them be my kind and loyal servants to this household of fabric users and abusers) and you pull out your toasty warm towels and bury your head in them as you put them into the laundry basket. You really don’t care if your teenage daughter catches you doing this. You really don’t look too odd half in and half out of said basket. You won’t even worry about contaminating anyone else as they are all now well (except the toddler that FED you the cold to begin with) You will finally take your head out of said basket clutching the hottest fluffiest towel that you can find upon your left ear that has ceased trying to understand the muffled talk of your family. You will then fall deeply in love with this towel and clutch it between your shoulder and your ear like you are on a long phone call with your mom and then use the excuse of doing more laundry just to spend more quality time with this towel before your love for it cools…literally.

I am also wondering why ice cream doesn’t cure the common cold. It sure would make this more easier to bear.

Yet another question for God when I die.

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Sunshine boy(4) was struggling with his pencil today. He kept changing his mind about what direction some of the numbers went in. He wanted to list his numbers from 1-10 but that darned pencil was giving him trouble.


We threw away the pencil…into the pencil box…


whipped out the GREEN pipe cleaners!

I took out a green writing board I had purchased years ago from one of the homeschool “schools” ..maybe Our Lady of Victory… This board has lines for writing that allow the chalk to create 2″ high letters.

With the pipecleaners in hand, we shaped each number from 1-9 cutting where necessary. (a nail clipper is the best tool for that sticky job) We made them on the green board so that we could match the top, medial and bottom lines. (using a fingernail to bend the pipecleaner in the appropriate places) We then lined up our finished projects on the board and traced them one at a time with our fingers and then did the Handwriting Without Tears method of “Wet, Dry, Try”

“You will write the first model of the letter using a very small piece of chalk. Use the same language you used when building the letters on the mat as you show your child how the letter is formed on the slate. Your child will then “wet” over it with the small sponge, then trace over it again with a wet index finger. You then have your child “dry” the letter with a small piece of paper towel by tracing over it in the same stroke order that you wrote. Then the child “tries” to write the letter independently. “

(BTW Handwriting Without Tears has some other great hints and tricks for learning letters and numbers on the same page)

We “played” at that for awhile then whipped out…

the poker chips!

Sunshine boy lined up the numbers across the table leaving ample room between each one. We then placed the appropriate number of poker chips under each number pairing them in twos with the odd numbers being left alone in the leftmost position without a “partner”. He calls this the even-odd game.

Then he stacked up the groups of chips and placed the pipecleaner number atop each stack that represented that amount. We then lined up the stacks like stairs and the numbers took turns walking up and down the stack counting forwards and backwards till they all had their turns…(complete with sound effects of course)… and giggled when there were ZERO stairs to climb!

I loooove the way he smiles after this kind of “play”. Learning without frustration leaves him with such peace and a really wonderful smile that would make your heart melt.

I plan on making a home made batch of play dough next week so we can rope more letters and numbers into shape. When I get the courage up that is. Learning is a messy business! ;o)

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