One side note, is that I have started a little toenail painting business. I have been doing it for a few weeks now and it started slow but word seems to be getting around. I don't really care if it ever takes off--I was just wanting something to do around here. There is a lady in Utah who does it and she is fantastic, I am nowhere near as good as her, but I am getting better. Here are a couple I did that I thought were cute. This first one is a 3-year old girl with TINY TOES! She came in and said, "I want a rainbow with all the colors with pink in back." A girl who knows what she wants. So I did my best and I am surprised I got all the colors on there!
This other picture is of a lady who wanted something "not too crazy but still fun." That was my only direction. So this is what I did--I think it came out totally cute. It looks even better in person!
Anyway, that is my latest venture. I have pictures of all the toes I have done, but I don't want to post them all. Maybe every so often I will post my favorites. The weird thing is that sometimes I think it is easier to do it on myself! Maybe it is because there is no pressure to have it be perfect. Anyway, that's all!
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Tots and toes
Let me first explain that when we water our back lawn (which slopes down pretty significantly) a big dirty water puddle accumulates at the bottom corner of the grass. Well, yesterday after watering the lawn, I went outside and saw the boys sitting in the puddle of dirty water. Literally. I walked over to them and saw that Tyler had a pair of toy tweezers and was trying to get all the bugs up out of the puddle--even though I don't think there were very many. For a moment I was annoyed, but then laughed. So grabbed the camera and went outside to get a picture.
The best part is that when I stepped in front of them, Jacob looks up and says, "Uh oh." Looks over at Tyler and says, "I think we're in big trouble." Too funny. He was relieved when I told him it was okay.
Another little tidbit about Fort Irwin that I haven't shared with you (I've talked about the heat, sunsets, insects) is the thorn bushes. When we first moved here everyone told us we had to take our bikes in to a shop and get "Tuff Liner" on the tires. We wondered why until we saw this....
That is a very typically sized thorn from one of the many many bushes around here. These bushes have tons of thorns and they even grow into big trees covered in these. I think they should be considered lethal weapons--they are sharp!
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Pictures Galore


Thursday, June 18, 2009
No news is boring news...
Just wanted to let you all know that I am still alive, just nothing to blog about. I am going to my mom's for a few days--I promise I'll have something next week. My life is so boring, yet so busy.....how is possible that I have so much to do but none of it is blog-worthy, that is, unless you all want to hear about my laundry escapades.... (actually, come to think of it, I did have a laundry incident recently--for the first time in my marriage I turned an entire load of whites pink....a rogue red placemat snuck into the load....exciting, I know...) or my vacuuming prowess (I vacuum nearly everyday and still manage to have junk all over my floor--that has to be some kind of talent, right? Or maybe it's just called having 3 kids...) or my cooking technique (I made our favorite dish tonight and in a moment of culinary inspiration threw in a can of artichoke hearts--it was so bad we threw it out...) but I think that's enough boring stuff. Hang tight until next week!
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Fly Hotel
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
You Know You're a Mother When....
...the "quiet moments" can't be enjoyed because you know it means the kids are up to no good.
...you hope that ketchup really is a vegetable.
...you count the number of fishy crackers in each bag to make sure they are equal.
...the days you shower and actually get to shave BOTH legs is a good day.
...chicken nuggets are considered the "healthy" part of the meal.
...you can't go to any store without stopping in the toy section.
...you convince your kids that at the moment there are no cartoons on any channel, even though you have satellite.
...getting a full night's sleep is a luxury that rarely occurs.
...you can't wait for fall to start (aka school).
...your garage is full--mostly with old baby clothes, swings, bouncer seats, high chairs, car seats, etc....
...you start saying the things your mother said to you ("Not in your good clothes!")
...you slave over a hot stove even though you know full well that at some point in the meal you will hear the words, "I don't like this."
...you stop judging your mother for the way she raised you.
...you wish you could implant a GPS chip in your child.
...your own spit is considered a cleaning solutions for your child's face when there are no other options around.
...you plan a date night to get away from the kids for a while, then all you talk about is the kids.
...you read that the average 5-year-old asks 437 questions a day and feel proud that your kid is "above average." (this one I read somewhere else)
...despite it all, you wouldn't trade one minute of it for the world and think with sadness on the day your babies move out on their own.
Monday, June 1, 2009
It's Raining Babies
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