Fleffers and Mar Balls and Banilla, Oh My!

Merry Christmas

From us to you!

We Are Prepped And Ready To Go

One day till Christmas. We are all giddy with excitement.

The Christmas Spirit

We got this Rudolph a few years ago as a present from my Grandma Jones.

The kids have loved it.

Canon has adopted it as his.

He will squeal at you if you even try to touch it. He likes to give Rudolph loves. He carries him all over the house.

I think I am just glad we don't have any pets.

Canon's love could kill something.

"Hey everybody! Did you know we made a gingerbread house?""I don't really know why Gavin is so bummed. This house is rocking."
"Gavin, you are kinda being a downer on this picture taking situation." "Oh well. Forget about him...this is my time to shine." "Mom. Canon climbed up on the table and is eating the house.""Caught red...er...green handed"

On The Move

While I do realize this is late and the Grandparents may not forgive me...it has happened none the less. We have a walker.

I may be crazy but I think he just looks too little to be walking.

I may not be the best mom by letting my child that has just learned to walk walk around with a toothbrush in his mouth. It kinda goes hand in hand with the "don't run with scissors."

Hungry?

Today for snacks the kids and I ate some tzatziki and pita chips. I could wax strong on my love of tzatziki but I will spare you all. I originally bought it for a recipe but I am not sure it is going to last that long. I am a big fan of cooking dinner and while I am not the most experienced cook I think I can hold my own. I try to make new things and have our kids try them which doesn't always seem to work. Actually just last night Gavin had complete melt down and started bawling uncontrollably because I wanted him to take a bite...a bite, of cauliflower. You would have thought I cut off his arm and was trying to feed it to him. Although "boiled boy arm" does have a ring to it.

Anyhow...

to the point....

Boiled hot dogs is up and running again.

Good, easy food.

Some Things I Thought I Would Never Hear Over The Pulpit

1. Use of the word "Bastard" (used in the literal sense. When refering to her son.)
2. Use of the word "Boob" (not in reference to an actual boob, but to being a boob.)

When I heard these words both have made me giggle in a very non reverent way.

Breathe Right

Gavin has nose issues.

Breathe Right Strips for kids seems to do the trick.

Bird Of A Different Color

When my mom was here a couple weeks ago we made some crocheted flowers so that we could make them into clips for Laney's hair. My mom and sister were joking that I most likely would be seen wearing the flowers later on a shirt. (I won't lie...I think they would make a cute cluster on a shirt or on a headband.)

Anywho...

When my Dad was here for Thanksgiving I was again informed that I am a strange dresser. My Dad actually said something a long the lines of "You have dressed like this for so long that I don't even notice it anymore." My sister Sarah informed me that my Bird sweater was ugly.

I would just like to point out that my idea for a crochet headband isn't all that far off.
I guess I figured that I was a normal dresser with a twist. When I first moved to Utah (the first time) I was told "You dress strange." Not really knowing how to answer I just stood there. In an attempt to make me feel better I think she finished it up with "Well...you can just tell that you are not from here." Uh. Ok. If weirdness prevails and I am sure it will, I will one day own this pant suit.
(My sister says that is weird too.)
But I love the way the outfit looks. I own these shoes they are different and I heart them. A lot.