4.20.2013

Kate is cool

Do you remember that post about Grace and spinach boxes? Kate joined that club today. I found this on her bed. This is her purse she wears everywhere, 12 playing cards and a junk mail card. Why is this awesome?
 
This is has been my "wallet" for the past decade+. She's awesome. :)

4.15.2013

Homemade 1/2 Wheat Poptarts

Today we are one of those Pinterest tester blogs. Grant and I made these homemade poptarts we found on Pinterest. Grant may have just eaten Nutella while I made these but whatever, it was off a tablespoon so it constitutes as helping with a recipe. I was envisioning a fail part way through, as the dough was really dry. We added more milk and some cream cheese to the dough. We made them really big, and only had two variations; strawberry or Nutella...heavily topped by J&M. While her's are light {uhem, those look like freaking phyllo dough} and petite ours were more like real poptarts, dense-ish & big...but a half wheat treat {the aim of this activity}. So, if you have a child that claims to her pediatric gastroenterologists that she sustains life with her poptart addiction {lies, all lies...I think we've had 2 boxes, shared by all, in the past year} you may want to try these out. They were even popular with the non fiber point counting club.

2.26.2013

Grace started Piano



We did a redo to record it. When it was her actual turn she lept from her seat and was half way through before I could get the camera on and ready.

The first of who knows how many recitals. :) 

She had the outfit picked out for weeks (minus a tights vs leggings last minute melt down. Isn't she adorable? {Yes.})

12.31.2012

New Years Noon

I skipped a Christmas post. It was chaos. Rich was sick. It kinda turned into a one man show and paparazzi was not on the list of important playas. It was wonderful. My parents came to visit. We played with family. Everyone got awesome toys...and a hampster {I know. They poop.}.  I'm glad we are on the short side of getting back to a routine.

But today we went to A New Noon Years Eve Party at the Riverwoods. It was sponsored by Radio Disney and was lots of fun.

{Mr G's got several points and giggles while we were running other errands. }


 The kids danced, ate pink cookies, received balloons animals, shot arrows at stuffed animals, got their face painted and...since we were so close... had some Ike's aka BLUE BELL.
There was even a balloon drop at noon so the new year has been celebrated early!! We had to run other errands at the other mall, so played at the tree house there for two more hours. I am worn out. They are not. I really hope they are ok ringing in the New Year with the east coast. I don't think I've got any later in me.


12.23.2012

What have you been up to?

 Umm. I can't remember.

THANKFULLY I have a phone. Otherwise it'd be more of a blur than it is. Phone dump = brain dump. Rich and I were called as Activities Chair in our new ward and we did what I've been afraid to do in the past. We did not have ham! We had a Costco spread and tables prepped for service. We wrote 250+ letters to missionaries, tied 3 quilts, bought Christmas for 5 families, taught people how to index, made bookmarks for the library, and collected food for food banks...and took one picture. Sorry.
 Last week it snowed pretty well and we made an assortment of snow creatures.
 Kate turned 7.
 Manda made her a Brave dress.
 And took us to see her friends.
 She had enough leftovers in the break room to throw Kate a party for one.
Kate had a Brave party and we did all things Brave. Did I mention we got a bow and arrow for her birthday. So far I don't regret it.
 We made "empire biscuits" aka Brave cookies, crafted our goblets and tiaras (and Brave girl streaming ringlets), played games, ate pizzas that looked like targets, drinks with raspberries in it (think the triplets hair), bears, and the best of pinterest's Brave ideas.



 Last night we had a Brossette white elephant party. Kelly got the Dusty Madonna.
 Those are real emotions people. Real. If you are not familiar with the dusky Madonna, think 1950 ceramic, Native American nursing mother, with exposed {stitched so you can't make her modest} D cup. It's hot. 

Why I blog.