Hidden Candy

 

One afternoon a few weeks ago I was cleaning up in the kids room. I decided to make the beds neatly. When I came to Sarah’s bed and pulled back the covers I found this…

I stood there for a minute and chuckled to myself. At the moment I had these delicious Reese's pieces in a candy jar in my kitchen. At some point in the day Sarah must have helped herself to some and gave it great thought.

I am sure her thoughts went something like this…

ummm  where should I hide this candy?

I know I can’t eat it all now… I would surely get a belly ache ( I drill my kids about this and now they fear lots of candy intake at on time )

How about in my bed? Then I can eat it at night. Mom will not see it there.

and so it was decided.

To hide the candy in bed.

I guess she also decided to take it all. And now what to do with the empty jar?

I can’t put it back on the counter or Mom will see it empty.

Oh where should I put it??

hey, I have a great idea, I will put it here…

 

in the corner of Chadwin’s room. Mom will never find it there!

and so it was done.

The candy was tucked in bed and the jar was hidden.

Anticipation for bedtime.

But the dream was shattered that afternoon all because Mom made the beds.

I nicely cleaned up the hidden candy, made the bed and also anticipated bedtime.

 

Bedtime came.

 

She hunted around in her bed for a moment. Not a word was spoken about it.

I then said, “ Sarah, you have been so good today that Momma just wants to bless you with some of her candy” 

her eyes opened with excitement!

“I will go get you some of my Reese's pieces OK?”

I proceed to the kitchen thinking now what do I do?

I came back to her bed in despair and told her that my candy jar was missing. Where could it be?

She frantically hunted around under her covers once again.

“What are you looking for?” I asked

“Oh nothing” she said

“well then I suppose there isn’t any candy to give you after all tonight. I am really sorry! Do you know at all where it might be?”

A torn apart expression came across her face. I am feeling a little mean by now but loving the game!!  haha

“No” she said

Of course they are going to lie. Kids will do this. Not necessary a bad thing. We would do it too if someone played with our game. Of course it is always great opportunity for teaching the importance of honesty but in this case I lied too. It is not fair to punish one of a deed done that you yourself have committed as well.

All of these thoughts and more crossed my mind in an instant.

I bent over and hugged her tight and chuckled and said, “Momma found the candy you hid in your bed.”

We giggled together and she exploded with words of how it was all done and the mystery of it disappearing!!

We talked.

and talked

and then I gave her some Reese's pieces.

Black Friday Shopping

Thanksgiving of 2010 we started a tradition with our friends from NY. We decided we would do the whole turkey thing and all the other good food that is meant to go with it. Like cranberry, pumpkin pie, stuffing and a good whine. IT IS ALL ABOUT THE TURKEY!

This year it was their turn to host the party. We headed out on Wednesday night full of excitement and my mouth watering for the good food to come. The plan is to just move in with each other for a couple days. IT IS A BLAST!! If you haven’t already, I think you should find someone to make this tradition with.

We had soooo much food!!

and we ate it all.

well most of it. pretty much we cook one meal and eat off of it for the next few meals.

The next tradition we made is black Friday shopping with all the kids under the very watchful eye of our football minded men.

This year our day started at 3:00am. My cousin and I really had no list. Just out to have some fun and of course to catch a bargain if we saw it. We saw it. (At least the trunk of the car looked like we saw it.)

We got to spin the wheel to claim our percentage off of total sale at this one store. Mine was lame so we went with my cousin’s who got 40% off. We combined our purchases and we saved!

We drank wonderful lattes at McDonalds to start our day

And acted goofy because we were allowed and we wanted to

Ops, I did forget that there was one thing on our list.

Now I am sitting here at home with the Christmas tree standing tall and doing it’s magic. A few wreaths of fresh greens here and there and even some chocolate coated crackers to start this season off right!! hahaha

And how could I forget to add that in the middle of all the fuss and fun my girls are fighting the pink eye. Yes, they have a heavy dose of it in both eyes and we have just been staying home careful to not get in contact with anyone till this virus passes. Putting drops in their eyes four times a day is quit the battle to fight! ( this is NOT part of the thanksgiving tradition…haha )

Five living together

 

This past Saturday my younger sister got married. I was able to catch just one photo or so of us. When you are busy fussing over getting dressed and then looking out for your kids plus making last minute adjustment to all the beautiful decorations and seeing to it that all falls into place smoothly…well there just ain’t much time left for snapping pics.

Sad, I know.

But anyhow, this is me and the four that I live with 24/7. We all get along pretty well for the most part.

It started out with just one. He didn’t want to live alone ( he was afraid of the dark) so he asked me to marry him and be his wife forever or at least until I or he dies. Since my affection was so strong for this one I had no choice but to say  “YES”.

Then there were two.

One fall morning we awoke together and just like that we shared toothpaste and toilet paper. We shared our pennies and food. Our bed and our clothes ( not really our clothes) 

We just kinda HAD TO make it work. So we did. But not without a fight….

She would say, I don’t want to share my food I want to eat it in bed!

NO, the man replied, I hate when people eat in bed.

But she said, I have always ate in bed and I don’t plan on changing that now, so you might as well get used to it.

Fine. I will sleep on couch.

And so the journey of learning how to live with another one days began.

If you want a good working together family you cannot live with someone and always have your own way. ( I still eat in bed, and he sleeps on couch some nights. I don’t mind and he don’t care.)  that’s what I call working together…haha

Something happened that brought three more to live with us. Something that could not take place with me in bed and he on couch. Gosh, how I love those three that came to live with us!!!  Each one brought about more fights in different ways.

Take the baby out of the room she is distracting everyone by her crying.

She said, you take her out if you don’t want to hear it. I have her all the time.

And so the parenting days began…

ahhhh and now we flow together like ants building their homes. ( mostly, not always) There is very little tension here not much anger sometimes there is hurt or disappointments. I suppose that that is all a part of life that one can never completely get away from.  Home is comfort to me. When I think about who I should give credit to for this ( because I treasure it ) I don’t come up with just one particular person. Yes, I  give my thanks to God, I thank my husband for who he is, I bless my children and I love myself (for the most part, the other part needs plastic surgery..haha )

It takes a lot of work to work together but eventually it becomes habit and they live happily ever after. ( or so we hope )

You never know what bumps lie ahead of the journey. Bumps that can bring on new fights. What I like to see is that the more bumps you go over together the more easier it becomes to work out the next bump.

Fall Time

 

It is time we make it look like someone lives here, you know, make it look nice and kept up. This tractor promises to be of good help towards that.

I guess you do find treasures when you clean up…not that I would call this one a treasure… 

Why is everyone looking all smiley and happy about this?

Get it out of my house!!! OUT OF MY KITCHEN NOW !!

GO…SHOOOO…OUT

 

 

 

 

               

 

Her friend is Monkey ( yes that is monkey’s name…Monkey ) and his friend is Angel ( not that she acts like one )

The four get along fairly well…Angel has small issues with Monkey. Perhaps she feels as tho she ought to be the one cuddled and held by Sarah and wants to do away with Monkey. She makes many attempts of destroying her.

 

 

I guess it looks like I needed the tree to stand with me for this pose…My 5 year old wanted to take a picture of me. What can I say?

People I love

 

 

 

 

 

 

Have I told you how I love to cook?  Well, this is me loving what I am doing.

 

 

Thanks to Capturing. Pure. Bliss. for these beautiful pictures.

36 Things I am Thankful For

 

Note: This list was made up last year this time and recorded in my journal. I faintly remember that I allowed myself NO time from one thought to the next but had to keep my pen moving constantly. Try it sometime, you might find it interesting to see what you come up with.

So here goes…( this will take me forever since I am not a fast typer)

1. Shoes of all color and size

2. Cheeks to place my kisses

3. The words, “ I love you Mom”

4. Thoughts

5. Time

6. Rest

7. Rocks, sticks, dirt, twigs, acorns, leaves, frogs, dandelions

8. Cameras to catch the moments

9. Insight

10. Blue sky and fluffy white clouds

11. Home grown lettuce

12. An ice cold Smirnoff after a long hard day

13. Strangers who come up to you, smile and say something friendly

14. Beautiful, restful parks

15. Swings

16.String to tie things

17.Tape to hang my children’s drawings

18. Coffee mugs - dark colored ones

19. My breasts

20. Inspiration

21. Seasons…in nature an in our own personal lives

22.Grandparents

23. Love

24. Sex

25. Women

26. Music of all styles

27. A mattress to sleep on

28. Seeds ( you plant,water and they grow )

29. Dogs to play with

30. Baby laundry detergent

31. Brains

32. Age ( it brings wisdom )

33. Blankets to snuggle up in

34. Daddies

35. Gold, earrings, flower pins, hair bands, watches….accessories

36. Sisters – they cannot be replaced

Will You Marry Me?

 

I asked my brother if he would marry me.

He said “YES” and we kissed on the lips because that is what my Mom and Dad do.

It made me feel like a queen. I decided to find Mom and ask her to marry me as well.

She agreed without hesitation.

For some reason it made her very happy to be married to me.

 

I just love being married.

 

I told Dad that night that I married his girlfriend. He seemed to think it funny. I was not to happy when I saw him kiss my Mom on the lips later that evening.