I haven't posted in a long time, because life has been busy and extremely challenging. (When I say Colic was Easier, I"M NOT KIDDING!!!!)
Anyway, I had to share this amazing video made by a co-worker of my hubby. He is an incredibly talented (and extremely nice) guy who carves pumpkins every Halloween that will AMAZE you.
How is it that some people are so gifted??????
Enjoy!
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Saturday, October 6, 2007
Survived
We survived Hayley's birthday party.
The kids, spent their evening jumping on the trampoline, playing on the swingset, bouncing balls in the basement and throwing food.
(Note to self, next time I let my kid have a party, I will not place an unsupervised buffet in the basement).
There is Chex Mix in every crevice of the Berber Carpet in the Basement. There are grape tomatoes in between sofa cushions. There is celery stuck to the ceiling.
According to Hayley, it was the greatest party ever. Why? Because they had a huge food fight.
Glad we could oblige.
On the plus side, I limited my daughter to the number of participants, and she complied. In fact, as the parents were picking the kids up, I spotted a couple of party crashers in the front of the house. ("Hi Mrs. Clark, we thought we should stop by") Who lets there kid prance around the neighborhood at 10:30 at night?
She received a TON of money. These kids were very generous, which was not at all necessary, but now she can pay for her own clothes.
Her friend Halle brought a 1/2 gallon of milk (meelk), and it was skim. Yay.
We got to spend the evening with Sam and Lisa, who helped chaperone. Thank G-d. We couldn't have done it without them.
So, except for the fact that our house lost some of its value due to the mess in the basement, and the fact that the neighbors probably want to strangle us, it wasn't to bad.
We made it.
One down, how many more to go????????????????????????????
The kids, spent their evening jumping on the trampoline, playing on the swingset, bouncing balls in the basement and throwing food.
(Note to self, next time I let my kid have a party, I will not place an unsupervised buffet in the basement).
There is Chex Mix in every crevice of the Berber Carpet in the Basement. There are grape tomatoes in between sofa cushions. There is celery stuck to the ceiling.
According to Hayley, it was the greatest party ever. Why? Because they had a huge food fight.
Glad we could oblige.
On the plus side, I limited my daughter to the number of participants, and she complied. In fact, as the parents were picking the kids up, I spotted a couple of party crashers in the front of the house. ("Hi Mrs. Clark, we thought we should stop by") Who lets there kid prance around the neighborhood at 10:30 at night?
She received a TON of money. These kids were very generous, which was not at all necessary, but now she can pay for her own clothes.
Her friend Halle brought a 1/2 gallon of milk (meelk), and it was skim. Yay.
We got to spend the evening with Sam and Lisa, who helped chaperone. Thank G-d. We couldn't have done it without them.
So, except for the fact that our house lost some of its value due to the mess in the basement, and the fact that the neighbors probably want to strangle us, it wasn't to bad.
We made it.
One down, how many more to go????????????????????????????
Friday, October 5, 2007
Terrified
Happy Birthday to my Hayley who has turned 14 today. OY is right.
I'm getting the house ready for 20 of her closest 13/14 year old friends (boys and girls) to hang out with her.
I'm scared I'm scared I'm scared. What do I do with them? Do I have enough food? Are they going to play kissing games? I hope their parents pick them up on time. I hope they don't destroy my house.
Why am I so scared? I used to be 14 years old, and I wasn't nearly as cool as this group of friends. I hope I can handle this!!!!!
Arrrrrggghhhh!
I'm getting the house ready for 20 of her closest 13/14 year old friends (boys and girls) to hang out with her.
I'm scared I'm scared I'm scared. What do I do with them? Do I have enough food? Are they going to play kissing games? I hope their parents pick them up on time. I hope they don't destroy my house.
Why am I so scared? I used to be 14 years old, and I wasn't nearly as cool as this group of friends. I hope I can handle this!!!!!
Arrrrrggghhhh!
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