Things found in our VCR

We have a VCR/DVD combo that doesn't always work. Usually this is because the kids have shoved various trinkets into it. The other day, hubs moved it and heard a lot of suspicious rattling. 

An thus begins this edition of...

Things found in our VCR 

- Crushed crackers

- One broken candy cane--already sucked on

- Two brand new crayons

- One mini colored pencil

- Three Runts candies

- One usb connection to a wireless mouse that we eventually ended up replacing since we couldn't find the usb connection. Hmm.

That's all for now. Thank you for joining us for

Things found in our VCR

Please note this is just this years edition. Previous years have included the time that we discovered our sister in law's DVD which had been missing for over a year. You never know what you're going to find. I'm rooting for a large, uncashed check or a winning lottery ticket. Hey it doesn't hurt to hope.

So comfortable...

Remember this?

He's at it again.

This time he claimed he was faking. Umm, yeah, actually this is what happens when you wake up at 6 am everyday for no reason.

Worth watching

I've already sent this to a few people, but I just had to share. This message has really stuck with me throughout this year. It seems sort of silly and pretentious to say that this concept has changed my whole perspective on life, and yet I see myself changing. Just watch it--it will explain what I am trying to say a million times better than I can.

Missing Being the Baby

Today after I nursed Miss H and put her to bed:

(E snuggling in my lap on the couch) "Momma nurse me now."


Hmm. Looks like someone is missing being the baby. Poor thing. This actually makes me teary writing this. What a sweet kid.

Numero Uno

Someone cute and chubby had a birthday!! No, it was not me. Rude. 

Miss H is one year old. Can you believe it? Here are about a million pictures as I'm sure you have all been on the edge of your seats waiting for this moment. I won't feel bad if you skip this one and mark it as "read" on your google reader. Bear in mind, however, that we will all just know that you hate babies and families. It's cool, no pressure. 

Since Miss H's birthday was during the week we celebrated a little on her actual birthday as well as with a party on the weekend. On her big day we started by playing the doughnut game. Hubs and I had decorated the night before. I'm really sad that I didn't get any real pictures of the decorations because they were pretty awesome (if I do say so myself.) Anyhoo... 

 E actually tried to eat the doughnut without his hands this time. It was pretty funny. 

 We even had Miss H do it. 

  Our contributions to childhood obesity. Check and check.

 One of the things we did was decorate her door so that she walked through a bunch of streamers every time she came in and out of her room. She thought it was hilarious!

We didn't do much during the day. Oh wait, there was that part where we went to the fabric store and G flipped the cart with Miss H strapped into it down on top of himself. Yeah, that was pretty memorable. 

At dinner the kids insisted that we wear party hats. 

 Isn't this kid handsome when he isn't scowling?

  Miss H enjoying a cupcake on her actual birthday (we had the real cake at the party pictured below).

 Miss H then opened her first girly toy ever, a tea set.

 Her brothers then confiscated said tea set and played with it all night. 

 "Seriously guys, can I play with my tea set?"

 We ended the night with a silly string fight. Miss H got pegged in the face. A lot. 

On to the party on Saturday. My mom came into town so that was really fun. We had a BBQ at our house and the weather finally cooperated and made it a really nice day.

 Here was the cake.

I just wanted a picture with my cute little chandelier thing. G and I made these over the last few weeks. 

 We played with water balloons and squirt guns. 

 Miss H finally wanted some revenge for a years worth of torture from her older brothers. 

Uncle D and our G ripped one of the towels. Somehow this devolved into the ninja/samurai brothers. 

 And the next generation of ninja/samurai brothers. 

 True to one year old form Miss H liked the bags more than the actual presents. 

 My parents got Miss H this awesome stroller that she can get strapped into now and then converts into a normal stroller as she gets older. 

 Guess who stole it?

Miss H also got a cute sheep pillow...

Stolen again. Poor baby. 

 I think this picture sums up the week pretty well. 

Thanks everyone for celebrating with us! Miss H is one lucky girl to have so many people who love her. She is truly a joy to have in our family and I am so thankful for her every day.

Why?

 Swim diaper on head, upside down Fernanda backpack, snowboots.

 Fruit snack smeared on the cabinet. I forgot to take a picture of the GIANT marshmallow he smeared all over the floor. That was fun. 

Oh what a glamorous life we do lead. 

Doors!

We got new doors! Our house looks so fresh and new it's amazing the difference. Here are some quick pictures.

 During the ripping out. If you look down to the end of the hall, the brown old fashioned doors are the ones we were ripping out. 

 Look at all of this dust! Not on Fernanda's backpack!! AHHH!

 New and beautiful. (The hottie at the end of the hall isn't bad either even though he isn't new.)

 Here is what we were left with ALL over EVERY surface of our house when the guy was finished. 

 Guess what we did all Sunday. 

Yeah! Our house is getting so much closer to being done. Then what will we spend our money and time on? We'll probably have to take up falconing or something.