Author: Superpaige (Page 76 of 180)

Oh, and in other great news from my house, I served my friends moldy muffins for our Relief Society meeting. Because I’m such a great cook and all. Yeah, I’ve got skillz. Some of the muffins didn’t get all the way cooked, and then when they sat around in the tupperware, the moisture in the muffins just went to work. So, I served them some muffins. I wondered why they were just picking at them, and not eating the whole thing. I didn’t eat one myself, because I’d just had one (mine was cooked). When I was cleaning up, I looked closely, and it looked like there was some blue in there. I’d seen enough. Into the trash went every last muffin. I was so embarrassed, I hurried and sent off apology emails to the ladies who I had tried to poison. I thought about calling, but was just too embarrassed. I did get one response that “they weren’t moldy, just not cooked all the way through”. Thanks, but I think she was just being nice.

So, what awaits us today? Maybe we’ll go to Target.

Friday was the last day of school around these parts. Not really a last “day”, more like the last “hour and a half”. My junior high kids decided not to go, but my elementary kids went to say goodbye and sign autographs and other fun stuff. But by 10:00, they were all home.

I started them out right by making the three who didn’t go to school do some weeding. 30 minutes a day is all I ask. They didn’t quite do the whole 30 minutes before they started on the fun stuff–filling water balloons for our super-fun party extraordinaire. For the past 7 years or so, we’ve had a last day of school party. It started as a water party/barbeque, and it’s gotten bigger and better each year. This year we had a bounce house, a big inflatable slide, and a big blow up obstacle course, as well as quirt guns, water balloons, and tons and tons of food. The kids were in heaven! The adults have a fun time, as well.

It was beautiful weather, although the 85 degree heat is a bit of a shock to our systems. We haven’t spent that much time outside, yet, and we weren’t up for all that sun. After a few hours in the sun, I had to move to the shade. I’m such a wilting flower. Despite liberal sunscreen, we all have some areas of sunburn. But we can live with it.

If my life were a movie, there would need to be a “time is passing scene”. And for my time passing scene, I would chose having John come in to my room to wake me up every morning. When he was little (two or three), he would come in, climb over me into my bed, and whisper “pea-butter toast”. Then when he was a little bit bigger, he would come in and say he was cold. His solution would be to climb in bed and snuggle. Other days he comes in and complains that no one is helping him get his cereal, and when I come downstairs to help him, there are three or four kids sitting around eating cereal. When I ask them why they didn’t help John get his cereal, they say, “He didn’t ask for help!”

This morning he came in and said, “Mom, I need a flashlight.” I asked him why he needed a flashlight, and he said, “I’m doing hand puppets. First you need darkness and second you need light.”

How cute is that?

Well, time is indeed passing. I can’t believe that John is done with preschool. I’ve attended my LAST preschool graduation. I figure I’ve attended at least 9 preschool graduations for my 5 kids (some kids attended more than one year of preschool, you know). Those are always cute. Last year Megan had a 6ht grade graduation. This year Cole is “Graduating” from junior high, and moving on to high school, although there’s no ceremony for him. We’re just lucky he’s made it through junior high and hopes he’s more responsible with his high school years.

Soon I’ll have (gasp) children graduating from high school and moving on to missions or college. Too soon, actually. We’ve got to enjoy the time we have together!

Last year at a garage sale, I picked up the Book of Bunny Suicides. Each cartoon shows one or more white rabbits in their creative attempts to end their lives using a variety of items. While kind of disturbing, it is very funny.

Today the kids were fighting over this book, as kids will often do. You know how they ignore something for months and months until someone ELSE is looking at it and then they want to look at it right this minute? I’m sure you get the picture. Well, John wanted to READ it, and so I told the older kids to let John read it. And read it he did. But after almost each page he had to come over and explain it to me.

“Look, Mom, the bunny’s watching the sharks at the zoo.”

(And he’s got a hammer, ready to break the glass and let the sharks out)

“Look, Mom, the bunny is having a picnic”

(While all the animals are loading onto the ark, the bunnies sit on a blanket outside)

I laughed, but then I said, “John, maybe you shouldn’t be reading that book. It’s a little disturbing, and it’s sad. Why would those bunnies want to kill themselves?”
“I don’t know,” he said. But the kid is smart, and knew I don’t really like talking about death (bunnies or otherwise), so he toned it down for me. “Oh, look at this one, Mom, there’s like two parts of the bunnies! But they’re still ok.”

(The bunny had been sliced in half by ice skaters)

“Oh, look at this one. It’s his dog, and he’s going to jump on the stapler and make the dog mad so he’ll run away,” he said.

But I’m glad he’s still only five and that most of them don’t make that much sense to him, it’s just a silly book about bunnies. But if it made YOU laugh, you can see more of these silly bunnies here.