Wednesday, November 27, 2013

A review of the Minion Defense Task Force and a Giveaway!

Well, hey there.

Long time no see.

I realize it's been a little while since my last post... *coughseventeen monthscough*

So if you don't remember who I am or why this email is in your inbox, so sorry. I'm Kira…let's be friends!

I promise to write more about where we are and what we've been doing over the last year, because we've been doing crazy things like moving twice and deciding to homeschool, but that'll come later. For right now I have some exciting stuff to share with ya'll.

Earlier this year I was contacted by the talented and extremely clever creator of The Minion Defense Task Force and asked if my boys would be interested in sponsoring a couple of minions to live in our home and take care of any pest problems we might have.



And our reaction, of course, was this:



Friday, June 8, 2012

Fess Up Friday~ Baby Shower Games

Tuesday night I received a text from a friend that resulted in the following conversation:


So this one goes out to my friend, Jen


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I recently learned that if you would like to make a double batch of brownies, it's a good idea


 to make sure before you start that you have all the ingredients needed.


You CAN substitute melted butter and applesauce for the oil if you really must, 


but if you also accidentally DOUBLE all the ingredients except for the brownie mix


you are no longer making brownies.


You are making a really weird apple-flavored brown cake. 


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I love baby showers. 


Baby shower games, however, I'm not such a fan of.


Chugging apple juice in a bottle as fast as you can, 


identifying mysterious substances melted on a baby diaper,


tasting unlabeled jars of baby food and deciding whether the orange goo is sweet potatoes, carrots, or mango-banana surprise. 


So much fun, these baby shower games.


And until recently I thought I'd played them all.


However, at the last shower I went to I was blindfolded,


spun in a circle five times,


and instructed to pin a paper sperm on a gigantic uterus on the wall. 


It's going to be pretty hard to top that one on my list of traumatizing baby shower experiences.
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My boys are finally home for summer and it's been freakin' freezin' around here, Mr. Bigglesworth. 


My garden almost froze to death two nights ago from frost in JUNE. 


I have nothing funny to add to that, I just thought you should know and feel sorry for me.
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The following have all been pinned by me on Pinterest because they make me laugh, but not because I identify with them in the least. (if you're reading this via email, you may have to click over to the blog to see)



Source: someecards.com via Kira on Pinterest




Source: flickr.com via Kira on Pinterest








"Relax I was just kidding!"
Source: 1funny.com via Kira on Pinterest




This one gives me the uncontrollable giggles every. single. time. 


Source: weheartit.com via Kira on Pinterest


That last one is why I had to take a break from reading epic novels.... my boys just don't leave me alone long enough to have a good weep.

Also, if you have an extra five minutes on your hands and you want the warm fuzzies, click on this link and go watch 60+ friends and family basically doing a flash mob proposal. 


Happy Friday!



Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Ten on Tuesday

For the last week, I have been checking my own blog numerous times each day, always expecting it to be different. Updated. Changed. Blogged on. Something. 


I have come to the conclusion that if you want something done, you have to do it yourself. 


So let's have us a little Ten on Tuesday, and then maybe my neglected blog will stop haunting me. 


1. Check this bad boy out. 

Nope, that's not a local you-pick farm. 

That's my in-laws "garden." Ha! 

180 feet of strawberries, broccoli, onions, cabbage, carrots, etc. 

It's been a few years since our last garden and this time I helped plant it, so that makes me like an... honorary farmer. 

If you don't hear from me again this summer, send someone out to search the broccoli row.

2. Speaking of produce, I recently found out about the big secret everyone's been keeping. 



Bountiful Baskets!  Seriously, who knew it could be so exciting to go pick up a mystery basket of fruits and vegetables each week? You just get on their website on Monday, pay for your basket ($15 for a normal basket, $25 for organic) and Saturday morning you go pick up a beautiful selection of fruits and veggies. 


You never know quite what you'll get, but it's always great and it's helped both my grocery bill and my creativity as I learn to use up what I have. This board on Pinterest has also been particularly helpful when it comes to recipe ideas. 


My kids get a kick out it too. 


This is Haydn letting me know he's pleased with the strawberries.
Not so much with the veggies.


3.  I'm so happy that spring is finally upon us. If you are already in full-blown summer weather, please don't tell me, I may cry.


We had a couple weeks of gorgeous weather at the end of April and it made my backyard trees perk right up. 




But all those pretty white petals on the pear trees only last so long. 


One big gust of wind, and suddenly it's snowing in May...






4. This is the last week of school for my big boys!!! 


Yes, you read that right. I used three exclamation points on that one, because I need to express some serious excitement folks. Remind me of this at the end of NEXT week if I tell you I'm going nuts.  


So, last week was spirit week. 


On day one, Greyson went as Thor (thank you, internet, for free printables of paper Thor helmets) and Haydn's class had a "pajama" theme. 


Because every 10-year-old boy wants to go to school in his pajamas. 




He was much more enthusiastic about nerd day. 


He came up with his costume entirely on his own, and was pleased with it, so I chose not to ask why he thinks nerds have Beiber hair and wear Green Lantern masks. 


5. A certain little guy turned three on May 5th. 




Can you believe it? Three years with B. I have too much to say on that subject, it needs a post all its own. 


6. My friend Connie and I set up a photo booth for Mother's Day at church and took almost 400 photos. Lots of work, totally worth it. 







7. Raise your hand if you're excited about preschool boys, who were cooped up all winter, being able to go outside again. 



8. Check out the fun little desk I found on Craigslist last weekend (solid wood, supposedly from the 1940's)


It's just the right size for my computer and inspired me to get my whole office cleaned up and re-arranged, which is the only reason I'm sitting here blogging now. 


9. This picture makes me ridiculously happy every time I look at it. 




10. Tonight, Brecken found an ant in his room and carefully carried it outside while loudly declaring, "Dis is my best fwend. Guys, dis is my best fwend!" 


Then five minutes later he came in, brushed his hands together and said, "I just killed my best fwend. Guys, I just killed my best fwend!" 




And there ya go. Ten things on Tuesday that have been backing up my mental blogging queue. I feel better now. 

Friday, April 20, 2012

Five Minute Friday~ Together

Together.


It's this word that happens to you and you don't even notice it.


The first time they place him on your chest and you take in that secret saline smell of your baby's first breath, it starts.


You are no longer you.


You are we.


We are going. We are staying. We have a cold today so we cannot come out to play. We are going to Target. We left Target early because we had a meltdown.


It's this thing that happens gradually over time and one day you catch yourself pushing your cart around the corner in Costco while making a motorboat noise, and you realize you left the toddler home with Daddy, but you still made the noise anyways because that is what we do.


We are together, even when we are apart.


And then you realize that this together, the together that means a plump little hand holding yours, the together of never using the bathroom uninterrupted ever, the together that means you can count on a warm little body crawling into your arms for a good five minute squeeze every time it emerges from sleep, the together of makeup in the carpet and pee on the shower curtain....that together is finite.


I don't want to rush it. I don't want to look forward to the end of this together, to the time when they just don't need me so much and I am alone again. Because this together is precious. It is a gift. It is now.


Today I'm linking up with The Gypsy Mama for 



Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Ten on Tuesday

By the time most of you read this, it's going to be Wednesday, but I'm not changing the title of this post because Ten on Tuesday allows me to dump all these miscellaneous unrelated things into one big post and call 'er good. 


So there. 


1.

I finally got around to starting my Project Life album for 2012. I'm only four months behind, so at this rate I should be done by 2014. 


2. 
Spring has finally sprung in the northwest! 

Once the thermometer hits 60, these north Idaho boys consider it summer. 

Which means backyard picnics on our still-brown grass at lunchtime,

And time to play carwash with the hose.

3.

My kitchen has been spending a lot of time looking like this lately.


I just cannot keep up with the mountain of dishes I create cooking three meals from scratch each day. I can either clean, or I can cook, but I have a horrible time trying to do both. 

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Which is why Jarrod gave me the greenlight to hire a sweet girl to help me once a week for a couple hours. That man is speaking my love language.



5.
Today I took dinner to a friend who just had a baby. My very favorite soup, creamy chicken potato (some day I will get around to sharing the recipe), whole grain bread (that I didn't make myself, I'm not super woman) and some of the best cookies ever. It must have been a fluke, because my cookies are usually lame. 


6.
My littlest guy has reached a major milestone. Not one that's mentioned in any Dr. Sears' book, but important nonetheless. 

It's official: The boy can now snap together his own bionicle pieces and has joined his older brothers in being obsessed with 'robots'
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You ever have one of those moments where the lightbulb blinks on, your heartrate increases, and you have an epiphany? 

That's how I felt when I learned about this:


I will never again stir Adam's peanut butter by hand. I could cry tears of joy just thinking about it. And the best part is that stirring the peanut butter up with the mixer and then putting it in the fridge guarantees that the last scoop will be just as creamy as the first. It's a peanut buttery miracle. 

8.
Along the same lines, but slightly less life changing, was the day I discovered an old magazine holder is the perfect size to hold an entire package of pull-ups. Seriously, what can't you do with a magazine holder?


9.
Last weekend Haydn and Greyson experienced the 'skate park' for the first time. 


I was proud of myself. I observed and I took pictures, but I did not embarrass them in front of the 'cool kids' by calling out pointers.

 And when Haydn biffed it royally (completely layed out on his back in the middle of the ramp) I allowed him to gather his pride, and his wobbly lip, and limp painfully away from everyone before I checked him for head wounds. 

10.

This little dude has been insisting for weeks that we remove his training wheels from his bike.  

I didn't think he was ready.


I wanted him to wait.


Boy, did he prove me wrong.



Monday, April 9, 2012

Just some Easter highlights

We had a beautiful Saturday. 

I got up early, with the sun, and slipped out while all my guys were still sleeping, enjoying the absolute quiet of an empty car as I ran errands to prepare for the weekend. 

Later in the morning Jarrod left to help set up for our church's Easter Eggstravaganza (lunch and an egg hunt for the community) while I spent some time helping my boys color these innocent little eggs. 





 The one in the front with the arms and hair, the one that appears to be screaming, was designed by Greyson. That's my fav. 


And see the one that says 'Grace'? I asked my kids if any of them knew what that word meant, and when Haydn nailed it on his first try it nearly made me cry. 


Grace means undeserved kindness.

And that is what this weekend is all about.

After the eggs, we went to the Eggstravaganza (I love me a good pun) where I helped in the face-painting booth, because I am famed far and wide for my superior shark-painting skills 


and not because I was late and they didn't have anything else for me to do.

Then after that we headed over to Easter dinner with Jarrod's family. Yes, it was a busy busy day. 

But such a good one. 

The cousins are all getting older and I don't know how many more years we have before hunting eggs is no longer cool.



So we enjoyed every minute of it, hiding and finding the eggs at least five different times. 















Undeserved kindness, indeed.

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