Picture Update

Wahhoooooo!!! I'm down to two!

You all know how much I loooovvvveee my kids - but school has started, and I am looking on the bright side. My littlest babies are at home while my big babies go to school. Heidi and Aubrey both made the school transition great this morning. I can't wait to see them this afternoon and hear all about the first day.
In other news about freedom, I made a major change in the household... heheh. Giggle. Tee hee. Wa-HahAhAHa! Keeping it to myself for now. Just had to let you know I was giddily happy.

ANTS!

I stand paralyzed in my new beautiful kitchen staring at nothing. Ants. I hate those things. We just got rid of the ruinous moths. Ants. Ants. What did I come in here for? Ants. Could I vaccum them up real quick before I get on to... whatever it was. Ants. Ugh, they are everywhere! What am I - "MOMMMMM!" Oh yeah, I came in to make lunch. Kids are hungry. Bread. ANTS!!! AHHHHHHH!!!
Every time I go into the kitchen, its the same. I can't focus for the ants. Oh well. I know I ate a bunch with my breakfast. I'm sure I'll eat more. I don't think it will hurt any of us.
This morning, I took the kids to the playground (in 90 degree weather, which is better than the forecasted 103 degrees) to escape my problems in the kitchen.
I took the camera to snap a few photos of the most darling children on earth in freewheeling play. I placed Hannah on the grass and shot picture after picture. Calling for her attention and getting the best shot I could before her face looked down again. Kinda squirmy today. When I picked her up, I discovered a couple dozen little red ants running up and down her chunky legs, giving poor confused Hannah a hard time. I brushed them off and received a few little bites myself. I called it a day, gave up, and went home to fight the kitchen ants in my wonderful air conditioned home.


Oh those ANTS!!!


This is a close up of Hannah getting eaten.

Doors for the cabinets - finally arrived...

Well, the past month has been CRAZY. That said, we are so blessed to have new doors for our cabinets. Brian and I have been working hard painting the cabinet frames, and now that they are finished, we have new doors to put on them! Lots of work ahead for the kitchen, but I am happy to report, there is also lots of work behind us. (Thank goodness.)

Just pics, no time for words

Isn't a picture worth a thousand words anyway?

The wrst nitmer

I found this little gem on the computer screen today:

The wrst nitmer by Aubrey

Critch
Field
Ther livd a wicid wich

Hr nam wus hassle she spint hr
Time in a tawr casteen spels
Ovr the keengdum
Nowun evr wokt neer the path
That led to the wich

Translation:
The worst nightmare by Aubrey Critchfield
There lived a wicked witch
Her name was Hazel. She spent her
time in a tower casting spells
over the kingdom.
No one ever walked near the path
that led to the witch.

I think I have the next Goosebumps style author here...

Just when you think its bad, it can get so much worse!

A few weeks ago, my sister Erin passed on a bit of sage advice she received from an old missionary companion while on her mission in Germany. The advice is this:

Don't eat your feelings.

You know, when you're feeling blue and your first thought is some nice cold, creamy comforting ice cream. I've been there, you've been there too... (If you haven't, leave me a comment - I want to know who you are!)
Well, last week was another one of those weeks (preceeded by another one of those weeks, preceeded by another one of those weeks) when you just have to tie a knot at the end of your rope and hang on until the passing of time brings relief. Well, time wasn't working. I called Brian crying, took the kids to a friends house and headed home for a nap. On the way home (now, I forget the exact justification) I told myself it would be wise to get some takeout food so I wouldn't have to fix anything - just eat lunch and get to sleep - no wasting precious time. Now where? Where? Where? Hey, how about that Chinese food place Brian has been saying deserves a second chance (The first chance we gave them, they served some kind of chicken they said was General Tzos, but I wasn't so impressed). Sure, fast, cheap - why not?
I ordered some sweet and sour chicken (they can't mess that up), and went home to eat about half of what they gave me (which was plenty in itself). Took a nap, got the kids, cursed myself for getting Chinese and feeling the Chinese food belly. Brian came home, ate a few bites of the sweet and sour chicken, and then got to work making enchiladas for dinner. A few hours after dinner my Chinese belly took a turn for the worse. I wanted to diiiieeeeeee.... What ensued were the classic symptoms of food poisoning we are all familar with - I will spare you details. Brian suffered with me, although he was definintely much better off. The next day I spent sleeping, nursing Miss Hannah and in other activities uncontemplateable. A bad day. Well, Saturday was bad, Sunday, not good, Monday better but not good, Tuesday better, and today a week later, I am feeling like myself again. However, on the bright side, I've completely forgotten what made me so crazy in the first place last week, so I am actually doing better than before. Isn't that nice!
So next time I want to "eat my feelings", I'm going to remember this and -
NOT do that again!