Yes, you can sing about a fart having a birthday party.
Why is Minnesota in the kitchen?
Please don’t step on Darth Vader.
Oh, you caught that rabbit in the ocean, huh?
We can listen to more Justin Bieber songs tomorrow.
Yes, you can sing about a fart having a birthday party.
Why is Minnesota in the kitchen?
Please don’t step on Darth Vader.
Oh, you caught that rabbit in the ocean, huh?
We can listen to more Justin Bieber songs tomorrow.
It’s 11:53 pm and I have exactly seven minutes to slap something up on the internet to keep my NaBloPoMo streak alive. So after a day of
spend morning in Champaign
pack up van
head back to Indy
unload van
Cyber Monday shopping
“Mom, can we put up the Christmas tree?”
“When will we put up the tree?”
“How many minutes until we put up the tree?”
“Can we put up the tree now?”
“When will we put up the tree?”
“Is it time to put up the tree?”
put up the tree
prepare for twins club meeting
twins club meeting
stop by post office
late-night trip to Target
supper at 11:00
a few emails
a poorly written blog post
I’m going to pinky swear cross my heart promise to write more tomorrow.
I know that eventually Henry and Eleanor will develop their own interests, and probably reject anything that heaven forbid their mom and dad think is cool. But that doesn’t stop me from wanting to share with them things that I liked in childhood (and beyond), and when it matches up with stuff they’re currently into? Even better.
Henry somehow caught wind of the fact that I had my Star Wars toys at our house, and has been begging every day to play with them. Today was a rainy, stay-in-our-jammies kind of day, so I caved and dug them out of the garage.
And yes, R2D2, Chewbacca and the gang had to share space with my Strawberry Shortcake dolls. Growing up, my girly side and my nerdy side lived in harmony. Don’t YOU want your wookiees to smell like fruit?
I opened up the cases and Henry and Eleanor’s eyes grew wide. Then I whipped out a Millennium Falcon I found at the Goodwill Outlet and immediately won the Best Mom Ever title for life.
Watching your kids’ excitement over your most cherished toys is such a wonderful perk of parenting. Henry and Eleanor played Star Wars all day until we finally had to shut the lid on the big strawberry and send them off to bed. Who knows, someday they’ll probably think I’m a big dork, but for now, the Force nerdiness is strong in these two.
Is it cheating if your husband writes one of your NaBloPoMo posts for you? Oh, well. Even if it is, this interview Andy did with Henry and Eleanor today is too cute not to share.
………
Sat Henry and Eleanor down to get their thoughts about Mom.
(BEGIN INTERVIEW)
Q: What do you love most about Mom?
Henry: Because she loves me.
Eleanor: Because I snuggle with her.
Q: What is the prettiest thing about Mom?
Henry: Her hat she wears.
Eleanor: She wears pretty shirts.
Q: What would you do without Mom?
Henry: I would cry.
Eleanor: I would cry, too.
Q: If Mom was a Superhero who would she be and why?
Henry: Super Mom. She will fly and she will get flat when people sit beside her.
Eleanor: Supergirl. She pushes away bad guys with her head, and her arms too.
Q: What should Mom get for Christmas?
Henry: A new cell phone for when her new one breaks.
Eleanor: An iPad for Dad (swear to God she said this – Andy)
Q: If a tarantula came after Mom how would you protect her?
Henry: I would shoo him away with my light saber.
Eleanor: Stomp on it and make it flat.
Q: How much money should Mom make for taking care of you?
Henry: 13 dollars.
Eleanor: 0 because I DON’T WANT ANY MORE QUESTIONS!
(INTERVIEW END)
So, Halloween. We basically celebrated it for the entire month of October. This year, the kids were very excited to count down the days on our Halloween advent tree, which belonged to a dear family friend. The first thing they did each morning was go find the ornament for that day.
What did we dress up as?
I was a witch, mostly so I could wear fun socks.
Andy was Tim Tebow.
Henry and Eleanor were a firefighter and princess (preschool party), Spiderman and Supergirl (preschool on Halloween day), and owls for everything else. I found cute owl masks by Jessica of Opposite of Far, and let me just detour this post for a second and say that Jessica is awesome, because she will let you place a last-minute order even though she had temporarily halted mask orders on Etsy, and will have the masks ready for you at the Halloween festival, and then will sell you another mask when you sprint back to the craft tent minutes before the costume parade because you thought Henry had lost his first mask, and then after the first mask turns up at the lost-and-found tent, when you run into her in front of the pizza place where you just had supper, she will let you return the second mask.
The rest of the owl costume? Sewn by yours truly. I cut up clothes from the Goodwill Outlet into feathers, and sewed them onto a long-sleeve t-shirt. I hardly ever sew, so I had an up-until-2-am, Tim Gunn “make it work” moment. But now I can say that I’ve made them Halloween costumes. That means I can shop in the Target costume aisle guilt-free next year, right?
How did we celebrate?
By going to the pumpkin patch with preschool.
By playing with friends, listening to music, bouncing, and marching in the costume parade at the Irvington Halloween Festival. This was our third year attending; it’s a fun tradition we’re forming with Henry and Eleanor.
Another tradition we’ve started is going to Zoo Boo, so we headed there for trick-or-treating, sticking our heads through cut-outs, looking at animals, and more bouncing.
This year it was impossible to get any good photos of Henry and Eleanor in their costumes. They were so into the holiday and wanted to go and see and do and be with their friends.
The pre-trick-or-treating photoshoot on the driveway? Didn’t happen. The kids were too obsessed with catching up with the pack of neighborhood kids that they idolize. This was pretty much Andy’s and my view of the kids that night.
We still have candy left, if anyone would like a piece.
Henry and Eleanor had so much fun this season, and Andy and I had so much fun watching the kids have fun. I know everyone’s starting to get all fired up for Christmas, but in my book, Halloween’s the best, hands down.
Today was Veterans Day, and as always I am thankful for all veterans, soldiers, and their families for what they sacrifice for our country.
But today was another holiday, too, and a one-day-on-one-year-never-gonna-happen-again kind of holiday to boot. Because of all the elevens in today’s date it was also Nigel Tufnel Day.
Andy and I are HUGE Christopher Guest fans and love all of his movies, including This Is Spinal Tap, so I was excited to discover this special day.
And how does one celebrate Nigel Tufnel Day, you ask? Drawing a picture of Stonehenge and bribing your children with cookies to reenact your favorite scene, of course.
I hope your Nigel Tufnel Day went to 11!
I’m not the only one in the family that loves photography.
For a couple years now, Henry has been interested in whatever you can use to take a picture. He’s grabbed my iPhone, my point-and-shoot, (attempted to grab) my fancypants camera, and started snapping away.
Sometimes he just photographs whatever, but he’s also quick to tell you how to pose, or to move around to frame his shot. The other day he asked me, “what do you call someone who takes pictures?” “A photographer.” “Right. That’s what I want to be when I grow up. A photographer.”
In browsing though photos for this post, I realized that I never copied my favorites from my old iPhone (*sob*), but I still have plenty of Henry creations. Some of my favorites:
His absolute favorite subject? The self-portrait.
But honestly, with a face like that, can you blame him?
I was browsing through photos for a blog post I planned to write tonight, and stumbled across this video from summer 2009. Once I got over the shock at how quickly Henry and Eleanor have grown, I couldn’t stop laughing over it. So that I don’t feel weird that I’ve watched it like twenty times tonight, I’m going to postpone the planned blog post and make you watch it, too. Maybe two-year-old girls saying “beef” are only funny to their mothers, but just in case:
This is:
a) what your living room looks like when you turn four four-year-olds and one almost-three-year-old loose upon it
b) a sight you hoped you’d see someday when you were going through in vitro
c) a sign your children have friends they really, really love to play with
d) what you slap up on your blog when it’s NaBloPoMo and you have to post but it’s late and you feel lazy and just want to post from bed on your iPad
e) all of the above
Henry and Eleanor wake up, crawl into bed with Jennifer for some snuggles.
HENRY: You’re the best mommy in the whole entire world.
ELEANOR: Yeah, we love you the best out of all the mommies because you’re our mommy.
JENNIFER: Aw, thanks guys. I love you so much.
Snuggles continue, with Eleanor lying in the crook of Jennifer’s arm
ELEANOR: You smell like dried freckles.
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