And then they are covered. It's so simple but yet they giggle and freak out everytime.
Friday, June 29, 2012
Saturday Mornings
And then they are covered. It's so simple but yet they giggle and freak out everytime.
Thursday, April 19, 2012
St. Patty's Day
When it comes to St. Patrick's Day I'm not a huge fan. Of course I like to dress my kids in green but other than that I don't do much. I don't have any green decorations. I actually find most St. Patty Day decor tacky. I just don't care for it. In the past I have never done anything out of the ordinary for my kids. Oh wait I take that back. We always do green pancakes but that's easy. So as the holiday is getting closer I start seeing all these people pin cute things to do for your kids on the 17th. Honestly I know I'm not going to do it so I don't pin it. It's cute and all but my kids will just have to settle on a box of lucky charms. They were as happy as can be when they saw that box of cereal.
I did tell the kids that they could set a trap up for the leprechaun. This is what they came up with.
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After the kids went to bed the nasty little leprechaun got past their trap and messed up our kitchen.
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He then left a note for them to go look in the bathroom. He did his thing and didn't even bother to flush! Little rat!
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This was one Pinterest idea I could do.
The kids are convinced they will catch him next year. We shall see. Muahhhhhhhh
I did tell the kids that they could set a trap up for the leprechaun. This is what they came up with.
After the kids went to bed the nasty little leprechaun got past their trap and messed up our kitchen.
He then left a note for them to go look in the bathroom. He did his thing and didn't even bother to flush! Little rat!
This was one Pinterest idea I could do.
The kids are convinced they will catch him next year. We shall see. Muahhhhhhhh
A Family Ride
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
From the past
In February the kids school had a reading week. Each day was something different. One day it was "dress up from someone from the past". At first Nick and Sammy didn't want to and then of course last minute they tell they changed their mind. Typical, right? So with the help of my very creative mom we came up with the perfect outfits. Nick really wanted to be Abe Lincoln and Sammy wanted to be Pocahontas . We couldn't find an Indian dress so she was stuck wearing pants , which she wasn't happy about.i love these kind of days at school. So fun for the kids.
Monday, March 26, 2012
Moley, Moley
Yes I am talking about Moles in this post. Ewwwwww, I know! Who the crap wants to hear about moles? Probably no one, but the one mole I am going to be talking about holds a special place in my heart, and my families hearts. I know it still sounds weird. If you are already freaked out you might not want to read any further. I will be posting a picture of this so called mole I keep talking about.
Let me take you back to my younger years. For as long as I can remember I had this mole by my right eye in the corner. It started off little and my mom would always call it a "beauty mark". Now that I am older I think she did that so I wouldn't be self conscious about it. My Grandma Zockoll would think it was something stuck in my eye EVERY SINGLE time I saw her. She would try to scratch it out, and every time I would say "Grandma remember I have a mole..oops I mean beauty mark there." As I got older it slowly got bigger. For some reason having kids made it grow super fast. For the last 3 years I have wanted it removed. I would have Dr.'s check it out and kindly ask them to tell the insurance that it looks "questionable" so they would cover it. Every Dr. said it was fine. Now I know they just didn't want to deal with taking it off. The spot is a tricky area. Finally I found a Dr. would fib a little and was confident enough to take it off.
I sent my family a picture of my eyes where the mole is and told them it was coming off. My Dad said "I am going to miss that mole". Weird, I know but I told you this mole is special. I even told my dad I would save it for him but he quickly declined. It has healed nicely and I love having it gone!! Here is a before pic
Bye bye Moley!
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And after. Hello Beautiful!!
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I know what you are thinking.....this post was weird. I totally agree. It's just something I have to have documented. Good thing I am private now or I would get a lot of weirdos coming to my blog because they googled moles.
Let me take you back to my younger years. For as long as I can remember I had this mole by my right eye in the corner. It started off little and my mom would always call it a "beauty mark". Now that I am older I think she did that so I wouldn't be self conscious about it. My Grandma Zockoll would think it was something stuck in my eye EVERY SINGLE time I saw her. She would try to scratch it out, and every time I would say "Grandma remember I have a mole..oops I mean beauty mark there." As I got older it slowly got bigger. For some reason having kids made it grow super fast. For the last 3 years I have wanted it removed. I would have Dr.'s check it out and kindly ask them to tell the insurance that it looks "questionable" so they would cover it. Every Dr. said it was fine. Now I know they just didn't want to deal with taking it off. The spot is a tricky area. Finally I found a Dr. would fib a little and was confident enough to take it off.
I sent my family a picture of my eyes where the mole is and told them it was coming off. My Dad said "I am going to miss that mole". Weird, I know but I told you this mole is special. I even told my dad I would save it for him but he quickly declined. It has healed nicely and I love having it gone!! Here is a before pic
Bye bye Moley!
And after. Hello Beautiful!!
I know what you are thinking.....this post was weird. I totally agree. It's just something I have to have documented. Good thing I am private now or I would get a lot of weirdos coming to my blog because they googled moles.
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Tinker Bell Half Marathon
Way back at the end of January I participated in my 4th half marathon. Who knew these things could be addicting? I truly enjoy half marathons. Just enough running that I don't want to die(well kind of). The last couple years I have struggled to find something I really love. Yes I am a mom and I love it(ha well most of the time), but I needed something else. Something for just me. I have friends who are amazing at so many things and I started to feel like I had nothing I was good at. I know sounds so sad, right? Just in the last couple months I have realized running/working out is my thing. Sure I might not be the fastest,skinniest, or best at it, but I love it and that's what matters. It's my thing!!! I have a great husband who totally understands it's my thing and does his best to make sure I get to do that. I have made a goal to participate in 2 half marathons a year. So far I have accomplished that. It's fun to try new ones in different cities and to run by beautiful scenery. I get sick of running by desert.
The Tinkerbell half was so much fun. Disney sure knows how to put on a race. There were fireworks at the starting line and characters cheering us on throughout the race. We started in Disney and then ran around Anaheim and then ended the last 2 miles in California Adventure. It was the biggest race I had ever done. I am used to smaller races with not a lot of people. The first 4 miles were crowded. It took me 8 minutes longer than normal to run 3 miles. Those 8 minutes cause me not beat my fastest time. If you are a competitive person(ahem...Rushelle) this is not the race for you. You most likely will not beat any of your previous times. It was so much fun though. Of course we wore matching outfits. It's silly but so fun! Makes me feel young.
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Me morning of the race. I look tired...it was 3:30 am!!
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The girls at packet pick up. Even the bibs were adorable!
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I love the medals! This one is by the far the best. Its beautiful and so heavy! Love it!
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The day before the race we went to the beach and tried to ride bikes but we all forgot our ID. We were bummed. Instead we walked along the beach and took some pictures. You guys I have tried for years to get an awesome jumping shot. I usually end up looking like 500 lb woman looking retarded! I finally got one. Boo Yah!!!People had to have been laughing at me. I think we took like 10 shots.
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Oh and a normal one.
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We stayed an extra day and went to Disneyland.....for FREE!!! We had some hook ups(thanks Cindy Lou Who). You might think we are mean for going without kids but it was awesome!! There were times when I missed my kids but then when 6 pm hit and all I heard were crying kids because they were exhausted I was A okay. Lucky for us Rushelle hurt her knee really bad and we were able to get a wheelchair. Which meant we went to the front of the lines. Dream come true. I have always wanted to do that. We got dirty looks and I kept telling people"oh we just ran the half marathon and she hurt her knee, so stop staring."Okay I might not have been that mean.
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We went on Splash Mountain first and we got soaked. Well there went my good hair day. The rest of the day I looked like a homeless person.
Us on Splash Mountain ready for the drop.
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One of my favorite rides is Tower of Terror. Love this picture.
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Proof that my hair went crazy! This was at the end of the day after California Screaming which is really fast. We all had a good laugh about my hair. NOt one of my best moments...at all.
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I also got to meet up with my sister Amber and her baby Henry.
We had so much fun. I love my little girl trips with my running buddies. Can't wait until the next one!
The Tinkerbell half was so much fun. Disney sure knows how to put on a race. There were fireworks at the starting line and characters cheering us on throughout the race. We started in Disney and then ran around Anaheim and then ended the last 2 miles in California Adventure. It was the biggest race I had ever done. I am used to smaller races with not a lot of people. The first 4 miles were crowded. It took me 8 minutes longer than normal to run 3 miles. Those 8 minutes cause me not beat my fastest time. If you are a competitive person(ahem...Rushelle) this is not the race for you. You most likely will not beat any of your previous times. It was so much fun though. Of course we wore matching outfits. It's silly but so fun! Makes me feel young.
Me morning of the race. I look tired...it was 3:30 am!!
The girls at packet pick up. Even the bibs were adorable!
I love the medals! This one is by the far the best. Its beautiful and so heavy! Love it!
The day before the race we went to the beach and tried to ride bikes but we all forgot our ID. We were bummed. Instead we walked along the beach and took some pictures. You guys I have tried for years to get an awesome jumping shot. I usually end up looking like 500 lb woman looking retarded! I finally got one. Boo Yah!!!People had to have been laughing at me. I think we took like 10 shots.
Oh and a normal one.
We stayed an extra day and went to Disneyland.....for FREE!!! We had some hook ups(thanks Cindy Lou Who). You might think we are mean for going without kids but it was awesome!! There were times when I missed my kids but then when 6 pm hit and all I heard were crying kids because they were exhausted I was A okay. Lucky for us Rushelle hurt her knee really bad and we were able to get a wheelchair. Which meant we went to the front of the lines. Dream come true. I have always wanted to do that. We got dirty looks and I kept telling people"oh we just ran the half marathon and she hurt her knee, so stop staring."Okay I might not have been that mean.
We went on Splash Mountain first and we got soaked. Well there went my good hair day. The rest of the day I looked like a homeless person.
Us on Splash Mountain ready for the drop.
One of my favorite rides is Tower of Terror. Love this picture.
Proof that my hair went crazy! This was at the end of the day after California Screaming which is really fast. We all had a good laugh about my hair. NOt one of my best moments...at all.
I also got to meet up with my sister Amber and her baby Henry.
We had so much fun. I love my little girl trips with my running buddies. Can't wait until the next one!
Sunday, March 4, 2012
What the.........
HELL????
These are the words I catch myself saying over and over when it comes to Noah. This kid gets into everything. I could be away from him for 10 minutes and he destroys something. When I vent to Luke I can tell he thinks I am exaggerating or I am really leaving the room for an hour and not 10 minutes. Until one day when Luke was upstairs taking a quick shower and came down to Noah painting our wall with nail polish. I have to say I was ecstatic that this happened when Luke was in charge. He was able to get a little bit of what I have to go through with this kid.
Now before some of you get all judgy on me for saying Hell(Gasp!!). Let me present you with some evidence.
#1- This was done about a year ago. I for sure thought he would have grown out of this stage by now.

This next few were just done in the last couple months.
#2- Noah had a little help from his older brother Parker with this one. They decided to paint their hands with nail polish and put them on my bathroom walls. Parker had to write his name on his hand.
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#3-This was done an hour before my Bunco group was arriving. I had just spent all day cooking and scrubbing my floors.When I found this I still had to take a shower and finish up some food. Luke was very scared for my children's life at this point. Oh and yes Parker was involved in this too.
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#4- I had left the cinnamon out on the kitchen counter from breakfast. It wasn't on the edge. It was back in the corner and he had to do some climbing to get it. I literally ran upstairs to throw a hat on and brush my teeth.
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#5- I was downstairs getting lunch ready and Noah followed Sammy up to her room. So I of course thought he was okay. Wrong!! He sprayed my shaving gel all over my bathroom floor. Sure it would be easy to clean up if I didn't have stupid carpet in the bathroom? Who does that??
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It looked even worse after I tried to clean it up.
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Obviously he wasn't alone in a couple of these. If that doesn't give you enough reason to say hell I don't know what is. All I know is that I hope this cute little boy
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can grow out of this mischievous phase soon. I am so glad I took pictures and have documented it. One day he is going to have a little boy like him and I can show him the pictures and tell him it's payback!!
These are the words I catch myself saying over and over when it comes to Noah. This kid gets into everything. I could be away from him for 10 minutes and he destroys something. When I vent to Luke I can tell he thinks I am exaggerating or I am really leaving the room for an hour and not 10 minutes. Until one day when Luke was upstairs taking a quick shower and came down to Noah painting our wall with nail polish. I have to say I was ecstatic that this happened when Luke was in charge. He was able to get a little bit of what I have to go through with this kid.
Now before some of you get all judgy on me for saying Hell(Gasp!!). Let me present you with some evidence.
#1- This was done about a year ago. I for sure thought he would have grown out of this stage by now.

This next few were just done in the last couple months.
#2- Noah had a little help from his older brother Parker with this one. They decided to paint their hands with nail polish and put them on my bathroom walls. Parker had to write his name on his hand.
#3-This was done an hour before my Bunco group was arriving. I had just spent all day cooking and scrubbing my floors.When I found this I still had to take a shower and finish up some food. Luke was very scared for my children's life at this point. Oh and yes Parker was involved in this too.
#4- I had left the cinnamon out on the kitchen counter from breakfast. It wasn't on the edge. It was back in the corner and he had to do some climbing to get it. I literally ran upstairs to throw a hat on and brush my teeth.
#5- I was downstairs getting lunch ready and Noah followed Sammy up to her room. So I of course thought he was okay. Wrong!! He sprayed my shaving gel all over my bathroom floor. Sure it would be easy to clean up if I didn't have stupid carpet in the bathroom? Who does that??
It looked even worse after I tried to clean it up.
Obviously he wasn't alone in a couple of these. If that doesn't give you enough reason to say hell I don't know what is. All I know is that I hope this cute little boy
can grow out of this mischievous phase soon. I am so glad I took pictures and have documented it. One day he is going to have a little boy like him and I can show him the pictures and tell him it's payback!!
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