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Archive for December, 2007

December 29th, 2007

single mother for the night and a blue tractor cake

So this weekend I offered to spend the night with the boys so their parents could celebrate their anniversary.

I found out later that it would only be two of the 3 boys (and honestly, I let out a small sigh of relief because I wasn’t sure how it would go!) So tonight I am writing you here – as a successful single mother for the evening, saying all children here have been fed, bathed and put to bed for the night.

Whew.

It wasn’t however, without much effort. Including our adventure this afternoon to bake a tractor shaped cake (we had the pan mold – seriously, would I even attempt that if I didn’t?) Unfortunately we hit a bump in the road when Reid informed me we had to decorate it blue (his favorite color) because we were putting chocolate icing on it. I had to explain to Reid that there wasn’t a way for us to make chocolate icing blue so we were just gonna have to be pleased with the fact alone that it was shaped like a tractor. Yeah, who am I kidding – like rationale ever works with a 4 year old! So, I decided to put food coloring in the cake batter to turn it blue.

Which was a perfect idea – except we were fresh out of food coloring. (And we were NOT making a trip to the outside world for something so small as food coloring….no way, not worth it!) So with that sad news delivered, Reid tried to get creative and insist that we could use the gel icing tubes to ice the cake; however, I told him that, too, wouldn’t work. But then I had an idea! What if I squirted the gel icing into the batter? It was worth a shot….and it turns out that after many, many squirts, we achieved what the boys described as “a blue but green, kinda blue and green” color. I said it would have to do and we popped it in to the oven.

I have to admit I was a bit scared when it came out because I only saw remnants of blue batter.

I wasn’t too discouraged though, because I figured once we slathered chocolate icing all over it, it wouldn’t really matter anyway! So I lathered it up with some chocolate icing and we took a picture of the finished product. (Disregard the wheel falling off on the bottom right!) It kind of reminded me of what maybe a tractor that’s been “muddin’” would look like…but really, that’s just a guess, because I have never seen a tractor that’s been muddin’, in fact, I don’t even know if they can officially “mud.”

Mission accomplished.

December 27th, 2007

one question you hope to never be asked

This Christmas I was told I wasn’t getting any underwear from Roger and Jes. I have to admit I was slightly disappointed. So come Christmas eve when we exchanged gifts, Jessica had a special surprise for me. As I opened the box, I came across a card, so I  opened the card. And this is what I found:

“What would you do if you got USED underwear as a gift?”

 

Hmmmm…I looked at Jessica and she just had this smirk on her face. I said, “Ummmm, I guess it depends on who wore them.” Then I started speculating as to who could have worn them until she finally said, “Just open it!” So I did. And this is what I found awaiting me…

These were my old underwear. Yes, my very own. I used to keep this stash at Jes and Roger’s for when I’d randomly spend the night and need some. Because let’s face it – Jes and I may share many things, but underwear is not one of them! So since I haven’t been over there in a while, and apparently because Jes’ own unmentionables are overflowing from her drawers and she needs the space, these lovely knickers we all mine on Christmas eve. It’s great really, because now I have (slightly) new underwear and Jes has (slightly more) space! Merry Christmas!

December 24th, 2007

rudolph with your nose so bright…you scare me.

The boys celebrated Christmas early this year because life is crazy and it just worked out better that way. So Saturday night I’m putting them to bed and they are so excited about Santa coming that they insist in leaving the window shades slightly raised so they can see Santa’s sleigh.  I oblige and raise the shades.

At this point Ryan mentions to me, “You know Rudolph has a red nose.”

“Yes he does!”

“Well, I’ve been thinking about it and you know, the shape of his nose is kind of like an eye. So really, in the dark, it will look like a red eye. I think I might be scared if I see it.”

(Holding in the giggles) “Well, Ryan, you don’t have to be scared because you know it’ll be Rudolph.  If you look out there and see a red eye, just remind yourself that it is just Rudolph’s nose, ok?”

“Ok, but I still think it may be scary.”

December 24th, 2007

discussing major moral issues with a 4 and 6 year old

So I’m not sure how the whole marriage talk began, but nonetheless we were in the midst of talking about people being married when, out of nowhere, Reid asks, “What happens if a boy marries a boy?”

Yes, he did. So I say, “Ummm…boys can’t marry boys.”

“But what if they did?”

“It doesn’t count if a boy marries a boy.”

So Ryan pipes in. “What about if a girl marries a girl?”

“Uh, yeah, that doesn’t count either. Boys don’t marry boys and girls don’t marry girls. Marriage is for one boy and one girl.”

“But if they did?”

“Well, they can’t, and if they tried, it wouldn’t count because we live in Texas. End of discussion.”

I never thought I’d be more proud to live here.