Our Daily Deal Adventure

Rather than Groupon, my town has 'Daily Deals' -- and oh, how I've spent waaaaaaaay too much money on that thing.  A couple weeks ago the family ventured out to The Children's Museum at Yunker Farm....a place we hadn't gone to in years, but since I had purchased that 50% off coupon, we now HAD to go.

A little pre-museum dancing to get us started.

This picture totally cracks me up... I like to pretend that it's not a horse in the middle, but rather an ass.... of sorts.

Mere seconds after this picture was snapped, she yelled out 'MOM?! IS THIS A REAL PENIS??" The other parents cleared out of there pretty quickly...

My super cute babes!

He was totally airborne trying to pound those maracas!

Yikes! Two Boomers -- scary thought ;)

A crazy pretend knife wielding chef...

Great shot,eh? I'm so happy to be on a train!!!

At least I'm not squinting in this one!

The kids had a great time! I'm glad I impulsively purchased that coupon -- and I'm even contemplating buying a family membership there. I think it might be a fun place to escape to on the winter weekends!

Row your Boat is Supposed to be Gentle and Merry....

A Scene from 15th Street:

A toddler returns home from daycare with a bad diaper rash.  He is somehow predisposed to getting blistery rashes on his inner thighs if poo sits on his delicate bum for more than 30-seconds.

A husband swears that all the child needs is a large band-aid and some neosporin. A wife goes to a local drug store to purchase the miracle items and leaves husband to bathe the wounded toddler and to supervise the required air-dry time afterwards (and to clean up the inevitable pee all over the floor).

The wife returns home and the couple decides to bandage and diaper the child as a team-effort.  The toddler is restless. Being naked is fun.  Getting medicine on your leg with a sticky band-aid half the size of your leg is not fun.  The Wife decides to sing 'Row Your Boat' to the toddler while the husband secures the band-aid and diaper.

The toddler loves this song.  He loves it so much, the Wife wonders if he's ever heard this before.  She had no idea that this was such a giggle-inducing melody.  She decides to sing it again. Toddler giggles are awesome.

And then....

The toddler grabbed the neosporin and rammed it into his mother's eye.  It hurt her like a &^%$!  She instantly grabs her eye and stops singing.  The toddler immediately said "Shorry! Shorry Momma!"

The Wife informs Husband that she's pretty sure she's going to have a black eye in the morning.  He dismisses her.  The Wife then removes her hand from her eye and reveals the blood pouring out.

Husband gasps and quickly advises Wife, "You should really put some neosporin on that."

The Wife declines.

Posing with the Perp.

The morning after... it's super shiny up close.

A Real Dilemma...

Oh I KNOW that this isn't a good idea and that as soon as mom puts down the camera, she's going to yell at Brynn...but ooooooooooooooohhhh it looks like so much fun.

I really love having an older sister.

Oh Mondays...

Oh that familiar obnoxious melody that causes every parent to quickly shuffle the children indoors, frantically close the windows and draw the blinds, and then turn the tv on really, really loud....

Yes, Monday night is when the ice cream truck comes S-L-O-W-L-Y rolling through our neighborhood.

I think the song of the ice cream truck is powerful enough to wake a child from a coma.  It's like the call of the Sirens...but for sugar-addicted children.

So, last Monday I prepared myself, and I prepared Brynn.  "Eat your supper -- all of it-- if you want me to even consider the ice cream man tonight."

When the obnoxious haunting creepy melody could be heard, we gathered up our dollars and went to purchase the least-messy thing he sold.

Yeah, that was a bit of a fail.

A bit of brain-freeze ensued...

But it was sure tasty.

Bathtime soon followed.

The Weeklong Birthday Celebration -- That's Normal, Right??

After the preschool graduation in May, the Princess turned 5 in June!! Ack! To celebrate the day that she was emancipated from my uterus (too much?) we gave her some presents! 



Not my dog, but it is my shoe.



Oh yay! The 'Tangled' tower!

Opening a present from Gavin the Cat.  To add authenticity to it, he also gave her a can of cat food.

 That night we went to Chuck-e-Cheese, where a kid can be a kid, and parents can get a headache.

Parent tip: If you ever find yourself headed to CEC, do your wallet a favor and go online first! They have great coupons that will save you a considerable amount of money, AND they have reward charts for your kids that you can turn in for extra tokens! Yippee!!!

Bonding with a soda and a roller-coaster simulator.

As a result of all the coupons and an excitable grandmother that hadn't played skeeball in YEARS, Brynn raked in about 700 tickets...

Apparently it takes THREE to insert a token.

 After getting 1 of everything at the reward counter, we headed for home!  We had some tasty cupcakes that I forgot to put vanilla flavoring in, and Brynn opened even MORE presents.

And then this happened...

yeah, that might be my dad.

 The following weekend, Brynn had a birthday party with her friends!  She'd requested a water party and thank our lucky stars, we were able to!  It was the one nice day that week. It rained before and it rained after...

Since it was her birthday, she was requesting her skeeball loving grandma to pull her around the backyard to her requested destinations.... "And now -- THE POOL!"

 I was pleased that the backyard ended up looking cute and festive!

Here's Jeremy... preparing for the arrival...

 MORE presents! She is one loved and lucky girl.

 The boys...

Get ready ladies.

It was such a hot party, that the paparazzi showed up.

Asha-in-Action

 And Brynn was still opening presents...

After all the partying, we had taco salads, strawberries, and brownies. 

 I was SO happy that I had hosted a party with a pool, water balloons, a pinata, AND a trampoline and no children were hurt. YEAH!!!

Happy Birthday Brynnie!

Preschool Graduation

Yay! I finally have figured out how to get pictures downloaded with my new camera and my new computer -- so let's get caught up here! 

Miss B graduated from preschool in May. To me, this was an enormous deal and I spent much of the day in disbelief that kindergarten is right around to corner. 

So.............. I documented much of the day.  Here is the almost-5 year old waking up. 

And here she is with her brother eating a celebratory morning waffle on the front steps.  I took about 10 pictures. This is the best one.

 I picked her up from daycare around 12:15 to take her to her very, very last day of preschool.  She thought this would be a perfect opportunity to practice her booty-shaking.  We're both confident that this is an important life-skill necessary for mastering the kindergarten admission tests.

And here is the M&M in the school entryway that she's wanted to take a picture with since the very first day of school nine months ago.  Kudos to me for FINALLY remembering to bring my camera on the very last day. Yeah, I'm a pretty good mom.

And since I'm such a big deal and great mom, I didn't remember to take any pictures at supper that night.  The graduate requested a Big Mac and strawberry shake from McD's, so I reluctantly agreed.  Her dad was all over agreeing to that heart-attack in the making.  The Wild Man (pictured at right) decided to go in the playstation and refuse to come down. It was wonderful.  I had to mom-up and lead the rescue mission.

After the low-cal meal, we headed back to preschool for the graduation ceremony.... Where Wild Man did his best at destroying the joint and causing mayhem.

Why yes, I will take every single toy off the shelf and chuck it on the floor.  Just stare deeply into my precious beautiful eyes and you will not even care about the mess...

Brynn getting her diploma from Mrs. Larson -- quite certainly the most patient and caring preschool teacher in existence.

Here's grandma and grandpa. They really wanted to get a picture with the graduate, but she was too hopped up on cookies and root-beer floats.... So this is what they got instead.

  (I dare say this may be their holiday card this year.)

Oh, and then she came back and Boomer poked his head in the picture! Lucky ducks -- a classy picture with BOTH grandkids. 

He was able to sneak himself a bag of cookies and then he became an angel.

The Graduate and The Cookie Monster

  It really was a wonderful, wonderful year at Brighter Beginnings! I can only hope that she transitions into kindergarten as seamlessly as she did preschool... and that she lays off the Big Macs.

Brynn and Mrs. Larson

It helps to laugh at yourself...right??

The list of airhead things I’ve done recently:

1)      Forgot to put my parking brake on (I drive a stick shift).  I returned hours later and found that my car had rolled into the middle of the parking lot.

2)      Got out of the car without turning it off.

3)      Left my wallet in my desk drawer.  Luckily, I didn’t go to any store and try to buy anything. I found my wallet 2 days later, after not realizing that I had actually misplaced it.

4)      Made a batch of cupcakes from scratch and forgot to include all the ingredients.

5)      Made numerous filings to the court with incorrect file numbers and signature lines containing the year 2010.

6)      Locked the house up even though I knew my dad was staying with us and didn’t have a key.

anybody else out there feeling overwhelmed and brainstoopid? Please share.