These sunflowers grow wild all over Colorado. Everywhere except my garden of course! I am on a mission to find some of the seeds for our flower beds...
Saturday, September 27, 2008
The Frontier Festival
We took the kids out to Morrison (about a half hour west, in the foothills) to check out the Frontier Festival. It was a celebration of life in the 1830s.

Ellie checking out the teepees.
Nick having his face painted with "authentic" Indian face paints. (I was told what the design means, but I forgot! Sorry!)
He seemed a little concerned during the painting process...

William was a little crabby today. He has a cold and a bad cough this weekend. So he pretty much just hung out in the backpack.

Ellie checking out the teepees.
Nick having his face painted with "authentic" Indian face paints. (I was told what the design means, but I forgot! Sorry!)
He seemed a little concerned during the painting process...
William was a little crabby today. He has a cold and a bad cough this weekend. So he pretty much just hung out in the backpack.
Monday, September 22, 2008
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
It's days like these...
...that are going to give me gray hair!
Spent most of the day running around- drop off Nick at school, race out to the pediatrician's for Ellie's 4 year check up, race back home to feed lunch, quickly do several loads of laundry/swiffer/clean the kitchen/make beds/etc. Then back to school to pick up Nick, referee fights between big kids/help with homework/make snacks/clean up snacks/make dinner/feed dinner/baths/clean up toys/etc.... Finally it was 8pm and everyone was in bed and asleep for the night. Phew!
Just one more load of laundry and the dishwasher to start and I would finally have some peace and quiet. Luxury!
But alas, on my way downstairs from the bedtime drama what do I see?! The powder room door closed, with water running out from under it. And soggy toilet paper floating out into the hardwood floored hallway. Great.
Sure enough, the toilet had overflowed all over the brand new (well sort of brand new- new this summer anyway) tiled flooring and the filth had dripped all the way down into the basement. Water, water everywhere. On the floor, down the heating duct, IN the wastebasket, soaking into the new trim. Ugh!
So I spent my quiet evening plunging, mopping, and then on my hands and knees scrubbing bleach into the tiles, trim, and the formerly bisque grout with a toothbrush.
I am going to go out on a limb here and assume that it was one of the kids who was responsible.
There was so much toilet paper in that bowl I am completely baffled as to how this was even possible. It was literally like someone took an entire brand new roll of super puffy Charmin, and jammed it down the hole with a jackhammer wedging it in tight FIRST. Then proceed to do their business after having consumed an entire box of Fiber One cereal. Then flush. Then quickly run out of the room and slam the door behind you.
I was alternately crying and laughing while cleaning up. Isn't that a sign of insanity?!
Anyway, thanks for reading if you got this far. Sorry about the revolting subject matter.
But Paul had to work late tonight and I just didn't want him to think we were having fun without him!! See what you miss at home Daddy?
Spent most of the day running around- drop off Nick at school, race out to the pediatrician's for Ellie's 4 year check up, race back home to feed lunch, quickly do several loads of laundry/swiffer/clean the kitchen/make beds/etc. Then back to school to pick up Nick, referee fights between big kids/help with homework/make snacks/clean up snacks/make dinner/feed dinner/baths/clean up toys/etc.... Finally it was 8pm and everyone was in bed and asleep for the night. Phew!
Just one more load of laundry and the dishwasher to start and I would finally have some peace and quiet. Luxury!
But alas, on my way downstairs from the bedtime drama what do I see?! The powder room door closed, with water running out from under it. And soggy toilet paper floating out into the hardwood floored hallway. Great.
Sure enough, the toilet had overflowed all over the brand new (well sort of brand new- new this summer anyway) tiled flooring and the filth had dripped all the way down into the basement. Water, water everywhere. On the floor, down the heating duct, IN the wastebasket, soaking into the new trim. Ugh!
So I spent my quiet evening plunging, mopping, and then on my hands and knees scrubbing bleach into the tiles, trim, and the formerly bisque grout with a toothbrush.
I am going to go out on a limb here and assume that it was one of the kids who was responsible.
There was so much toilet paper in that bowl I am completely baffled as to how this was even possible. It was literally like someone took an entire brand new roll of super puffy Charmin, and jammed it down the hole with a jackhammer wedging it in tight FIRST. Then proceed to do their business after having consumed an entire box of Fiber One cereal. Then flush. Then quickly run out of the room and slam the door behind you.
I was alternately crying and laughing while cleaning up. Isn't that a sign of insanity?!
Anyway, thanks for reading if you got this far. Sorry about the revolting subject matter.
But Paul had to work late tonight and I just didn't want him to think we were having fun without him!! See what you miss at home Daddy?
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Happy 4th Birthday Eleanor!!

She opened her gifts straight out of bed this morning.
Star struck by the wonderous Barbie Diamond Castle coach. Thank you Nonie and Grande!
A Tinkerbell cake as requested!
The silly little birthday girl at 12:22pm. Taken at exactly four years to the minute after she was born.

Happy Birthday little Princess! We love you! Hard to believe it's been 4 years...
Friday, September 05, 2008
The First Day of Pre-K!!

Elle started Pre-K today! Hard to believe our little girl is ready for 4 year old preschool!
She has Mrs. McDonald this year, the same teacher that Nick had for Pre-K two years ago. Ellie did awesome on her first morning! She was up early and ready to roll. The weather didn't cooperate though, so we had a last minute wardrobe scramble to find something long sleeved and warmer. She walked right into her classroom and found her name and her coat hook straight away. *sniff, sniff* I didn't even get a "goodbye", she was too busy playing with her classmates to notice that we left. Which I suppose is good- at least for the teacher's sake! And if you can't tell by the last picture, Ellie is super proud of herself and can't wait to get to school!**Update: School went well! Yippee! She had a wonderful first day and announced she feels like a four year old now. And she is very excited to share her birthday next week with the class, especially since she will be the Superstar Leader/Helper on that day =o) She spelled her name correctly on her projects and there was no crying, no missing Mom, no potty accidents, no time outs, and both teacher and Elle were all smiles at pick up time. Whew!
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