Prom has come and gone, and with no incidents thank goodness.
It’s a huge weight off knowing our kids all made it home safe and sound.
With the school year fastly wrapping up, we now have to start preparing ourselves for graduation.
I don’t think it matters much if you have a senior graduating or a kindergartener graduating, they’re still your baby and it’s still harder than any of us would like to admit.
When we aren’t hiding in our closet crying over our babies growing up and rational thoughts return we should all take advantage of the opportunity to celebrate that comes with a graduation.
Now is a chance to pat yourself on the back for a job well done; you and your graduate have made it through another year.
Plus, end of the year field trips are only going to keep us busy for so long. Family and friends are much better than that.
I want to share a recipe that’s good for any graduation party; be it in the backyard or a rented banquet hall.
Green Grape Dessert Salad
You’re going to need:
4 pounds of seedless green grapes
1 (8 oz) package of cream cheese
1 (8 oz) container of sour cream
1/2 cup of white sugar
1 teaspoon of vanilla extract
4 oz chopped pecans
2 tablespoons of brown sugar
First things first, you want to wash and dry the grapes.
Now, in a large bowl you want to mix together the cream cheese, the sour cream, the sugar, and the vanilla.
Once you have that mixed together add in your grapes and stir till everything is evenly distributed.
Next you just sprinkle in the brown sugar and the pecans and mix it a little more.
I like to serve mine in a bowl other than what I mixed it together in, but you don’t have to.
If you do want to serve it in another dish now is the time to move it over and then let it chill for a little while before serving.
So, there you have it; an easy but crowd pleaseing recipe that still allows us time to cry in the closet.
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Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Silence Is Golden...
Silence is golden.
Unless you have kids..
It was a normal Saturday morning at our house. I was cleaning up the kitchen after breakfast. It was quiet.
It was quiet.
That should have been clue number 1.
As I loaded the dishwasher, I thought to myself "man the kids are being so good".
That should have been clue number 2.
I continued cleaning still amazed that my children were playing so well together.
Playing well together?
And then it hit me. Like all moms when the quietness, and the good behavior, and the playing well together clicked in my mind I know something was up.
I ventured to the boys room opened the door to find a homemade zip-line.
That's right folks, my kids had worked together to build their very own zip-line.
IN THEIR ROOM!
They did it using only a jump rope, the bunk bed, and a single door knob.
Pretty cool right?
If the 9 year old and the 5 year old hadn't been placing their younger brother in an Easter basket for the ride down I might be a little more proud.
Unless you have kids..
It was a normal Saturday morning at our house. I was cleaning up the kitchen after breakfast. It was quiet.
It was quiet.
That should have been clue number 1.
As I loaded the dishwasher, I thought to myself "man the kids are being so good".
That should have been clue number 2.
I continued cleaning still amazed that my children were playing so well together.
Playing well together?
And then it hit me. Like all moms when the quietness, and the good behavior, and the playing well together clicked in my mind I know something was up.
I ventured to the boys room opened the door to find a homemade zip-line.
That's right folks, my kids had worked together to build their very own zip-line.
IN THEIR ROOM!
They did it using only a jump rope, the bunk bed, and a single door knob.
Pretty cool right?
If the 9 year old and the 5 year old hadn't been placing their younger brother in an Easter basket for the ride down I might be a little more proud.
Monday, October 15, 2012
Bullying, The Truth Behind This Momma Wanting to Kick Some Ass (because that makes sense)
“I shall remember forever and will never
forget.
Monday: my money was taken.
Tuesday:
names called.
Wednesday:
my uniform torn.
Thursday:
my body pouring with blood.
Friday:
it’s ended
Saturday:
freedom”
For bad behavior
to be considered bullying, it has to have two ingredients, says Rana Sampson.
She wrote a pamphlet called Bullying in Schools for the U.S. Department of
Justice. The first ingredient is repeated harmful acts against the same person.
The second is an imbalance of power. That means one person (the bully) must
have or believe that he or she has more power than the victim has. (Power can
be physical strength, or it can be a type of mental control.)
Each bullying act, Sampson says, usually includes
* a victim,
* the ringleader bully
* assistant bullies (they join in),
* reinforcers (they laugh with or encourage the bully)
* bystanders (they don't take a side)
* and defenders
(they step in and stick up for or comfort the victim). (Hunt, P., & Nevins, D)
(Cutie Pie, isn't he?)
Now I'd like to show you what bullying can do.
My son, at the age of 4, was a victim of school bullying.
After the bullying became physical we had no choice but to withdraw him from
the program. Luckily for us, the damage has been fairly minimal. He isn’t
dealing with any real emotional issues and everything but one scar has healed
and disappeared.
Bullying is
real. It’s not something that just happens to everyone else. It can happen
anywhere.
If you check
out the website Make Beats Not Beat Downs, you can find information about the
different types of bullying.
“Bullying can
take many forms but it usually includes the following types of behavior:
• Physical – hitting, kicking, pinching, punching,
scratching, spitting or any other form of physical attack. Damage to or taking
someone else’s belongings may also constitute as physical bullying.
• Verbal – name calling, insulting, making racist, sexist
or homophobic jokes, remarks or teasing, using sexually suggestive or abusive
language, offensive remarks
• Indirect – spreading nasty stories about someone, exclusion
from social groups, being made the subject of malicious rumors, sending abusive
mail, and email and text messages (cyber bullying).
• Cyber Bullying - any type of bullying that is carried
out by electronic medium.” (http://www.makebeatsnotbeatdowns.org/facts_new.html)
Knowing what
bullying is, the different ways it can occur and the seriousness of the issue;
how do we prevent it? Can we prevent? Most people say the key to bullying prevention
is awareness. You know that old saying “knowledge is power”, bullying
prevention is a great example of that at work.
Be aware of your surroundings. No, not the physical surroundings, the
people you are surround with. Familiarize yourself with their behaviors their
moods. Be aware of those things so you can and will notice any changes. Read
the clues. Are they having any frequent headaches or stomach aches, feeling
sick or faking illness? Have there been any changes in eating habits, like
suddenly skipping meals or binge eating? Are they having difficulty sleeping or
frequent nightmares? Are there grades declining? Is there a loss of interest in
schoolwork, or not wanting to go to school? Maybe there is a sudden loss of
friends or avoidance of social situations or feelings of helplessness or
decreased self-esteem. These are all clues that something like bullying is
going on.
Finally, no
matter how tempted you are, don’t confront the bully or his parents. Tempers
are likely to flare, which will just make the situation worse. Leave it to the
school or legal authorities.
William Shakespeare wrote,
“All the
world’s a stage,
And all the
men and women merely players.
They have
their exits and their entrances,
And one man in
his time plays many parts, …” (As You Like It, Act 2,
Scn. 7)
“The bully, the bullied, and the bystander are three
characters in a tragic play performed daily in our homes, schools, playgrounds,
and streets.” (Colorose, B.) And, just like the characters in Shakespeare’s
play, the roles we have as characters in life are real and the consequences of
some actions can be deadly.
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Seven Minutes of Heaven
There is something to be said when a mom will wake up early during the summer to make fried tortillas with cinnamon and sugar for her kids.
Some would call that "breakfast"
Others would call it a "poor choice"
I call it "seven minutes of heaven"
That's about how long they're quiet when they're eating.
Try it. You'll like it.
Some would call that "breakfast"
Others would call it a "poor choice"
I call it "seven minutes of heaven"
That's about how long they're quiet when they're eating.
Try it. You'll like it.
Friday, July 6, 2012
Boy 1 Is Wondering...
So the other day, The Dad and I were spending some time with Boy 1.
We were headed to get some lunch when Boy 1 started to ask questions.
Questions are great.
I love that my kids ask questions because they want to know, or learn something.
What I don't love is the unknown of what said questions may be.
Being a parent is hard.
Anyways, back to the other day. So we are headed to lunch and the questions start.
It's the normal stuff. Woo Hoo!! Nothing to see here people; just a 5 year old boy asking his Momma and Dad "why" about a million times or to change the radio station, or if he can go here or there, and could we do this or that.
Then he asked...
Boy 1 "Dad, do humans make other humans?"
(so glad he asked The Dad)
The Dad "Well what do you think? Your Momma is a human and you came from your momma."
Boy 1 "DUH Dad!! I know Mommies make babies but do humans make other humans?!?"
The Dad "You ARE a human, Momma is a human, babies are human."
Boy 1 "Oh! Oh yeah I knew that."
Man, my kid is a genius ;)
We were headed to get some lunch when Boy 1 started to ask questions.
Questions are great.
I love that my kids ask questions because they want to know, or learn something.
What I don't love is the unknown of what said questions may be.
Being a parent is hard.
Anyways, back to the other day. So we are headed to lunch and the questions start.
It's the normal stuff. Woo Hoo!! Nothing to see here people; just a 5 year old boy asking his Momma and Dad "why" about a million times or to change the radio station, or if he can go here or there, and could we do this or that.
Then he asked...
Boy 1 "Dad, do humans make other humans?"
(so glad he asked The Dad)
The Dad "Well what do you think? Your Momma is a human and you came from your momma."
Boy 1 "DUH Dad!! I know Mommies make babies but do humans make other humans?!?"
The Dad "You ARE a human, Momma is a human, babies are human."
Boy 1 "Oh! Oh yeah I knew that."
Man, my kid is a genius ;)
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Father's Day and Something To Screw
Sunday is Father's Day, and since I have to work and the girls are all gone for summer visitation, me and the boys took the Dad out tonight night for some yummy BBQ. It's his favorite.
While eating dinner, Boy 1 started questioning what activities were to come.
Boy 1, "Hey Daddy, What are we going to do tomorrow while Momma is gone?"
The Dad, "Man work."
Boy 1, "Man work? Like what?"
The Dad, "We are going to mow, then spray bug stuff, maybe plant Momma's new flowers, and work around the house."
Boy 1, "Work with tools?"
The Dad, "Yep, working with tools."
Boy 1, "COOOOOL DAD!!"
(Our food comes and we start eating, THEN....)
Boy 1, "Hey Dad? Tomorrow can you find me something to screw?"
The Dad, while spitting Diet Coke out of his nose, "Yes son, yes, I'll find you something to screw."
Happy Father's Day!!
While eating dinner, Boy 1 started questioning what activities were to come.
Boy 1, "Hey Daddy, What are we going to do tomorrow while Momma is gone?"
The Dad, "Man work."
Boy 1, "Man work? Like what?"
The Dad, "We are going to mow, then spray bug stuff, maybe plant Momma's new flowers, and work around the house."
Boy 1, "Work with tools?"
The Dad, "Yep, working with tools."
Boy 1, "COOOOOL DAD!!"
(Our food comes and we start eating, THEN....)
Boy 1, "Hey Dad? Tomorrow can you find me something to screw?"
The Dad, while spitting Diet Coke out of his nose, "Yes son, yes, I'll find you something to screw."
Happy Father's Day!!
Thursday, May 17, 2012
My Toddler Still Likes "Baby Food"
Boy 2 is my youngest.
He is my baby.
He is almost two (next week to be exact).
And, he still LOVES his fruit puree.
Boy 2, is a fan of fruit purees. It's one of his favorite things to eat. He eats "big people food" to but, everyday he likes a little fruit puree for a snack. So everyday I gladly open a package, squirt it into a bowl, and let him enjoy it. And, sometimes I just let him suck it out of the package.
I get asked more than I ever thought I would, "Isn't he too old for that?" or "Are you really still feeding your toddler baby food?"
Yes, YES I AM!
Stop judging me.
I'm sure most of us still feed our children applesauce. Heck we probably eat it ourselves. So why is applesauce acceptable but not other fruit purees? It just seems stupid to me.
I feed my boys, both of them, purees from Oh Baby Foods
Oh Baby Foods is a local company that provides 100% organic foods, made from regionally-raised ingredients grown 100% by US farmers. It's good for my boys. It's good for my community, and our Country's farmers.
Oh Baby Foods currently offer 6 super yummy "meals for babies"
Peachy Keen, Basil Babe, Pearfecto, Wise Punkin, LavenBerry, and AmazeMint
Boy 2 is a HUGE fan and his big brother, Boy 1, is five and he still likes them to!
So, I'm just going to sit back and take the judgement while my boys eat their all natural 100% organic"baby food"
He is my baby.
He is almost two (next week to be exact).
And, he still LOVES his fruit puree.
Boy 2, is a fan of fruit purees. It's one of his favorite things to eat. He eats "big people food" to but, everyday he likes a little fruit puree for a snack. So everyday I gladly open a package, squirt it into a bowl, and let him enjoy it. And, sometimes I just let him suck it out of the package.
I get asked more than I ever thought I would, "Isn't he too old for that?" or "Are you really still feeding your toddler baby food?"
Yes, YES I AM!
Stop judging me.
I'm sure most of us still feed our children applesauce. Heck we probably eat it ourselves. So why is applesauce acceptable but not other fruit purees? It just seems stupid to me.
I feed my boys, both of them, purees from Oh Baby Foods
Oh Baby Foods is a local company that provides 100% organic foods, made from regionally-raised ingredients grown 100% by US farmers. It's good for my boys. It's good for my community, and our Country's farmers.
Oh Baby Foods currently offer 6 super yummy "meals for babies"
Peachy Keen, Basil Babe, Pearfecto, Wise Punkin, LavenBerry, and AmazeMint
Boy 2 is a HUGE fan and his big brother, Boy 1, is five and he still likes them to!
So, I'm just going to sit back and take the judgement while my boys eat their all natural 100% organic"baby food"
Come On and Sing It With Me Car Wash! Get With The Feelin' Y'all Car Wash Yeah
(You're singing the song now aren't you?)
I went to wash the van this morning.
I had the boys with me and apparently they had their ears were turned on.
As I gave my gift card to the attendant (yes I had a gift card to the car wash) I say, somewhat under my breath I thought, hope this is worth $12.
He gives me suckers for the boys and says "put it in neutral, no brakes, no hands, no wipers, and the vacuums are free."
We go through the car wash, I take full advantage of the free vacuums and as I'm hanging up the vacuum an attendant walks by us.
Boy 1 looks at him and says "these suckers and the free vacuums almost make it worth the $12."
He is so my child.
I went to wash the van this morning.
I had the boys with me and apparently they had their ears were turned on.
As I gave my gift card to the attendant (yes I had a gift card to the car wash) I say, somewhat under my breath I thought, hope this is worth $12.
He gives me suckers for the boys and says "put it in neutral, no brakes, no hands, no wipers, and the vacuums are free."
We go through the car wash, I take full advantage of the free vacuums and as I'm hanging up the vacuum an attendant walks by us.
Boy 1 looks at him and says "these suckers and the free vacuums almost make it worth the $12."
He is so my child.
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Talking Lunch With Boy 1. He's 5.
Me, "What do you want for lunch?"
Boy 1, "Um, how about a grilled cheese."
Me, "Ok. Go sit down and I'll make you one."
Boy 1, "Mom? I don't want like a regular grilled cheese. Can you better it up with some avocado?"
Me, "I don't have any avocado we ate it the other night with dinner."
Boy 1, "Not cool Mom, not cool!"
Boy 1, "Um, how about a grilled cheese."
Me, "Ok. Go sit down and I'll make you one."
Boy 1, "Mom? I don't want like a regular grilled cheese. Can you better it up with some avocado?"
Me, "I don't have any avocado we ate it the other night with dinner."
Boy 1, "Not cool Mom, not cool!"
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
We Got Our Tonka On
Saturday afternoon Boy 1, Boy 2, myself, and the Grandmother headed to the John Q. Hammons Center for the Junior League of Northwest Arkansas' Touch A Truck event. It was "The best field trip ever!" according to Boy1.
When we got there we went right to the Tonka play center. It was awesome. They had sand boxes with Tonka trucks in them, Tonka tents, hard hats & vest for pictures, balls to play with, balloons, and Tonka mats for playing with even more Tonka trucks. My boys probably played there for 30 minutes before they were ready to go explore some of the big trucks.
I loved that the Tonka play center was located right by all the big construction equipment. My boys went from playing with a dump truck to exploring IN a dump truck. Brilliant.
For roughly 2.5 hours my boys climbed in and out of bucket trucks, tanks, school buses, cement trucks, semis, backhoes, dump trucks, police cars, firetrucks, swat trucks, and just about every other possible vehicle or service equipment known to man. They sat on motor-cylces, ate popsicles, learned about fire safety, shot a BB gun, had their faces painted, played in sand, played in dirt, played in rice, and painted pictures. They were given treats from various vendors and sponsors; candy, frisbees, rubber bracelets, coloring sheets, pencils, stickers, and temporary tattoos.
For roughly 2.5 hours on Saturday my boys were treated as if they were "King of the World" and they were allowed to act as such.
For roughly 2.5 hours my boys laughed, squealed, clapped their hands, jumped up in down in excitement, and sat in amazement.
Thank you to the Junior League of Northwest Arkansas, Tonka, and all the working men and women of Northwest Arkansas for bringing Touch a Truck to my boys. Thank you for giving Boy 1 "the best field trip ever!'
When we got there we went right to the Tonka play center. It was awesome. They had sand boxes with Tonka trucks in them, Tonka tents, hard hats & vest for pictures, balls to play with, balloons, and Tonka mats for playing with even more Tonka trucks. My boys probably played there for 30 minutes before they were ready to go explore some of the big trucks.
I loved that the Tonka play center was located right by all the big construction equipment. My boys went from playing with a dump truck to exploring IN a dump truck. Brilliant.
For roughly 2.5 hours my boys climbed in and out of bucket trucks, tanks, school buses, cement trucks, semis, backhoes, dump trucks, police cars, firetrucks, swat trucks, and just about every other possible vehicle or service equipment known to man. They sat on motor-cylces, ate popsicles, learned about fire safety, shot a BB gun, had their faces painted, played in sand, played in dirt, played in rice, and painted pictures. They were given treats from various vendors and sponsors; candy, frisbees, rubber bracelets, coloring sheets, pencils, stickers, and temporary tattoos.
For roughly 2.5 hours on Saturday my boys were treated as if they were "King of the World" and they were allowed to act as such.
For roughly 2.5 hours my boys laughed, squealed, clapped their hands, jumped up in down in excitement, and sat in amazement.
Thank you to the Junior League of Northwest Arkansas, Tonka, and all the working men and women of Northwest Arkansas for bringing Touch a Truck to my boys. Thank you for giving Boy 1 "the best field trip ever!'
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Will They Ever Learn
The Dad is at band practice.
The kiddos are all asleep.
I was going to clean up our kitchen and finish up some of the kids' chores...
WAS GOING TO
But, then I went to the fridge to pour myself a glass of tea.
This is what I found.
I am planning my next move. Hope they're hungry but, only expect a bite.
The kiddos are all asleep.
I was going to clean up our kitchen and finish up some of the kids' chores...
WAS GOING TO
But, then I went to the fridge to pour myself a glass of tea.
This is what I found.
I probably don't need to tell you that I am not cleaning our kitchen, I am not finishing up some of the kids' chores.
I am planning my next move. Hope they're hungry but, only expect a bite.
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
You Did What?!?
So, Sunday while I was gone being a superstar in Listen To Your Mother and the Dad was along to support me, our daughters stayed home with the younger kids. They are 16 and almost 13 and they are pros at helping out with the little ones so I wasn't really worried.
Plus, are neighbors are awesome and always keep an eye out without letting the big girls know.
I checked in with the girls while I was backstage waiting for LTYM to start and just like I thought Daughter 1 said everything was fine. The littlest one had just woke up from a nap so she was going to make him a peanut butter roll up. (It's one of his favorite things) Alright I said and reminded them all, through her, that I loved them.
The Dad checked in with the girls multiple times via text before the show started and after. Each time he got a reply about how great things were going.
No need to worry right?!?
WRONG!!
When we got home, I walked through the door and was greeted with several high pitch squeals and hugs, and then I noticed my baby's hair.
"WHAT DID YOU DO?" I questioned. "WHY?" "Why is your baby brother's hair?" "Why is your brother's hair PURPLE?"
Yes, you read that right. They dyed my precious baby boy's hair purple!!
Now, before you go and call anyone, it wasn't permanent. It wasn't even semi permanent. It was the kind you brush in with a mascara brush that comes out without even washing the hair.
Still, the dyed my baby's hair purple!
I bet they were hoping I'd freak out and say something crazy like "You're never babysitting again." Boy, were they wrong. I see a lot of diapers in their future. :)
Plus, are neighbors are awesome and always keep an eye out without letting the big girls know.
I checked in with the girls while I was backstage waiting for LTYM to start and just like I thought Daughter 1 said everything was fine. The littlest one had just woke up from a nap so she was going to make him a peanut butter roll up. (It's one of his favorite things) Alright I said and reminded them all, through her, that I loved them.
The Dad checked in with the girls multiple times via text before the show started and after. Each time he got a reply about how great things were going.
No need to worry right?!?
WRONG!!
When we got home, I walked through the door and was greeted with several high pitch squeals and hugs, and then I noticed my baby's hair.
"WHAT DID YOU DO?" I questioned. "WHY?" "Why is your baby brother's hair?" "Why is your brother's hair PURPLE?"
Yes, you read that right. They dyed my precious baby boy's hair purple!!
Now, before you go and call anyone, it wasn't permanent. It wasn't even semi permanent. It was the kind you brush in with a mascara brush that comes out without even washing the hair.
Still, the dyed my baby's hair purple!
I bet they were hoping I'd freak out and say something crazy like "You're never babysitting again." Boy, were they wrong. I see a lot of diapers in their future. :)
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Lazy Butts!
My children have reached a whole new level of laziness.
Seriously! Instead of walking to the linen closet to grab a few rolls of toilet paper, Daughter 1 leaves this lovely message on the bathroom mirror.
Ya know because that was easier...
Seriously! Instead of walking to the linen closet to grab a few rolls of toilet paper, Daughter 1 leaves this lovely message on the bathroom mirror.
Ya know because that was easier...
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