The spoon that Angus is holding below is the thing to fight over these days.
The kids fight over everything. EVERYTHING. They fight when they're unloading the dishwasher. Apparently there are good dishes to put away and bad ones. They fight over who is going to return a dish to a neighbor. They fight over the front seat, the back seat, the chairs at the dinner table, who gets to use the toaster oven first. They fight over cereal and the "good bread." In fact I took them to school early yesterday because they were fighting and I couldn’t take it anymore. "Get in the car kids! You’re going to be early and have to wait by the red benches." (They hate being early)
This spoon used to belong to my grandma. When she passed away, my mom inherrited a lot of her dishes and things in the kitchen since she and my aunt continued to live in the house. When the kids would go over to mom's house, they would always look for the flower spoon. When mom sold the house and gave a lot of her things away, she made sure to give me the beloved flower spoon. I knew it would cause problems but it reminds me of my grandma so I put it in with the little spoons in our kitchen drawer.
Every single morning, the kids throw a fit when someone gets the spoon first. I put it in time out for a week. It's back out now. We'll see how it goes. Angus was the first to descover it was out of time out and back in the drawer.
Whenever Angus sees something he wants on TV, or at a friend's house, or at a store, he always says, "Mom can I have that for my birthday?" He asks for about 5 things every day. I always say yes. He'll never remember everything he asked for. And the cool thing about Angus is that he would be happy with a bag of cheetos for his birthday.
Occasionally I take him to the thrift store with me. I always tell him I'm not going to buy him any toys. He always replies "Okay mom!" But then he just wants to show me the cool toys he sees there. Of course I always look. And then something happens and I buy them for him. He doesn't even ask me to buy them. This time he wanted to show me this paw patroller. Since he already has a much larger paw patroller pictured on the floor by his feet, I thought well, if I buy this paw patroller, I can get rid of the bigger one and save some space. Everyone wins.
He agreed to get rid of the big paw patroller if I bought the smaller one, so I bought it for $5.99. Then on the way home he casually mentioned that Addie loves the big paw patroller and likes to play with it like every day. So I asked Addie if she really wanted to keep the big paw patroller around. Yes please mom. I love it. So now we have two. A mama paw patroller and a baby one.
I feel like I got played.
I will never stop taking pics of my kids sleeping in weird positions. With granola bars on their laps.
On the way home from picking Addie up from school Angus asked, "Who are your friends Addie?" She replied, "Everyone in my class!... except the crazy ones." I'm not sure who that is but I'm sure she's nice to them even if they are crazy.
This is Addie and Winter doing their homework in the driveway while Angus played with his new paw patroller. Perks of living in SoCal in the winter time. It was 70 degrees out. If you live here, just take a moment to appreciate that. I looked at my weather app just to see what it's like on the East Coast. They are in the 30s over there. And that's nice weather for them.
Dan occasionally just whips up restaurant quality dinner on a whim. Sea bass, asparagus and some kind of pan fried potato. Delish. And it looks so pretty. Tasted even better. Sorry to make you jealous for a sec. Just had to brag. Oh and I can call this my thankful thing this week. My hubby/personal chef. #spoiled.
Laundry will always be there weather I feel like doing it or not. It is a never ending battle to say the least. BUT I have to say that I'm thankful for a washer and dryer upstairs a few feet from my bed. That's why piles of clean clothes often cover my bed. But seriously, I'm SO very thankful and spoiled that I have a washer and dryer right there.
I feel like I've talked about this before. So if I have, just pretend I haven't. Growing up, we lived in an appartment building with two washers and two dryers for 8 units. Mom worked during the week so she was only able to do laundry on the weekend with everyone else trying to do their laundry. The laundry room was downstairs, outside, around the corner so nights weren't a great option either because it wasn't a great neighborhood and a bit sketchy after dark. With 3 kids at home, often times we would all just go to the laundry mat. So, again, thankful.
One time, I suggested to Dan that we take the kids on dates. The kids took that idea and ran with it. Now they write it on the calendar. So we do it. This time was Winter's turn. She picked Chuck E. Cheese followed by yogurtland. I didn't mind sitting there while eating pizza and listening to a podcast while she brought me tickets to guard. I also love me some ski ball so I played a couple games. Not a bad way to spend an afternoon.
When we got home, Mya went to sushi with Dan.
Angus and I went to a park playdate Wednesday and decorated heart cookies.
They do this a lot for some reason. Love Mya's face in this pic.
Valentine's Day. Definitely one of my least favorite holidays. Why? Because I have to buy valentines for all the children. I have to take them to Target and wait for them to decide what they want to give to 30 of their classmates. And a special present for their teacher, and a special one for their bff. And Angus needs some too or he will be just devestated. Then there are things I need to contribute to class parties.
Even before we had kids, Dan and I decided this holiday was not for us. We are not big gifters and we don't like going out to eat when everyone else in the world is also going out to eat. We like a good non-busy tuesday night date night. Empty restaurants. Lots of parking. Great service.
But the kids do love the holiday. The girls went through all of their clothes and wore as many hearts on their bodies as possible. Even Winter's bow had hearts on it. Mya was bummed because in 5th grade the teachers don't do Valentines Day stuff anymore. They don't even give them time to pass cards out in class. She brought Valentines to school and passed them out anyway.
Dan and I went to the gym with Angus. Isn't that what people do on Valentine's Day? This is such the perfect shirt for my little cop.
A friend told me a few years ago that she makes a special dinner for her kids for Valentine's Day. "How sweet," I said. And something I'd never do. Sounds like too much work. I thought at the time. But for some reason this year, I really felt like I wanted to show them how much they are loved. It probably stems from my guilt for constantly yelling at them and rolling my eyes at their millions of questions every day.
But obviously I love those little stinkers. So much. So I asked Dan if he would be on board. He agreed and we came up with a menu that would please everyone and he cooked. Rack of lamb for the big girls and Dan, Trader Joe's terryaki chicken for the littles and me, artichokes, pan fried potatoes, roasted asparagus and mushrooms, rice pilaf and strawberries. Lemonade for the kids and wine for Dan and me. I decorated the table and told the kids to dress up which the girls love to do any time, any day. I left little cards and tiny stuffed bear key chains on the table for them. And I added a vase of roses and battery operated candles to make it romantic. (Dan doesn't allow lit candles in the house because they start fires supposedly)
They were DELIGHTED to say the least. It went well I think. No one complained and everyone was so touched and excited.
I got these for our dessert. Everyone loved them. They are so very good. I may have recommended them before but I don't feel like looking back at all of my blogs to make sure.
A new Costco goody. Actually I'm not too sure if it's new. It's new to me. It's kind of dangerous because if you're the only one eating it, you might just eat the whole thing. I may or may not have done that twice. I'm so bad at getting prices, sorry... I'm going to guess $12? I'll correct it the next time I go to Costco. If you like spinach, mushroom and goat cheese, you'll love this pizza. The combination of these flavors is just amazing.
Another recommendation/fun fact. I accidentally deleted all my emails. I'm not sure if I needed any of them but I feel this giant feeling of relief and freedom. I highly recommend it. Happy Saturday night!
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