Thursday, September 20, 2012

Butter Bandit

Nolan has a habit of sneaking into the fridge and stealing one thing....butter.
Granted, it is yummy....but I'm getting a little tired of:
#1 - finding cubes of butter behind the chair in the living room (apparently a safe, undiscovered hiding place for him)
#2 - having to cut off the teeth marks before I set the butter down on the table in front of company.
(I don't bother for our family....)
#3 - buying butter in such bulk quantities...its a little bit of an expensive snack.



Guess I will be baby proofing the fridge now. 

Monday, September 17, 2012

Awkward

I have a habit of holding companies accountable for their products.  If something breaks, or wears out when its not supposed to, or fails to work for me in the way that I thought it was going to, I am not afraid to contact the company and ask for my money back, or for them to replace it, etc. 

I recently contacted the company that my pans are made from, and complained about the way my smallest frying pan was flaking away.  I'm eating all this black stuff...(which is not pepper), and I figure that's probably not good for me or my kiddos right?

They were more then willing to fix the issue if I shipped the pan to them, and so I printed out the return label, and picked up a box from the hubs' work and packaged it up, and shipped it.
(I make it sound easy, but it was mid summer, and I basically schlepped the 4 kids in and out of 2 places in order to get it sent off.  I also paid them to remain polite and quiet and not to complain in the post office, because I am fairly certain that the lady who works there hates children and secretly charges extra if the kids make a sound louder then a whisper, or touch anything that isn't meant to be touched.)

Anywho, I was pretty excited to get my new pan in the mail a few weeks later, and so when I opened the package and found my crappy, peeling, old, gross frying pan with this little note...I was more then a little embarrassed. 

Let me break it down. 

"Dear Stupid. 
Next time you try to return something to us for us to replace, make sure that its ACTUALLY A CALPHALON PAN. 
If it is one of our pans....it will SAY SO ON THE BOTTOM. (Are you getting the sarcasm...cause we're laying it on pretty thick)
Nice try.
Sincerely,
Calphalon Customer Service"


Somewhere along the way, I had failed to notice this is my one pan that doesn't belong to the set. 
Yeah. My bad. 
Awkward.

Friday, September 14, 2012

Preschool for Maeve

 I didn't really know how this day was going to go.
She always seems so timid in new places, and when we are out and about, she can usually be found right next to me, holding my hand, or my skirt, or something that is attached to me.  She is never one to wander, and I never have to worry about losing her in strange places.
Time to cut the cord right?!?

Brynn let her borrow her sweatshirt in the morning, and I think that Maeve was pretty happy about that.
She got herself all dressed and pretty, and was more then willing to load up in the car and even excited to get going.
And, surprisingly to me, she was still excited when we walked up to the door.
I was waiting for the clingy, shy little kid that I know (and love) to resurface, but it never happened!

She walked right in the classroom, and right out the door to the playground, and never looked back.
I don't know if that makes me happy....or sad?

Needless to say, there were no tears, and have not been any at all.
Don't grow up too fast little one!!!
I love you big (little) girl!


Friday, September 07, 2012

Wreaking Havoc

This guys is at it in full force.

Don't let your guard down for one second. 
He's not as innocent as this picture might seem.

I think at this particular time he was actually scheming how he could execute the task of flooding the bathroom by filling up the sink....

Or, he might have been figuring out the best way to strategically move 8 raw eggs from the fridge to the garage, while only loosing 2...

Or he might have been figuring out which button to press to totally erase all codes in the universal remote....

Or where to precisely place the hot wheels so that they would be stepped on in the middle of the night by a half asleep adult.

Who knows....but he's definitely scheming something....

Tuesday, September 04, 2012

Loosing Teeth

Cannon came home from the first day of school with his front tooth missing.
Apparently instead of paying attention in class, he focused most of his energy on wiggling it loose.
(He's saving up for a Nintendo DS)
He just *might* be the type of person who would donate blood to earn a couple extra bucks.....

A few nights later at dinner, he pulled the other one out.

We are all trying to get him to say words that end in "s" or have the "th" sound...cause its fun.

And something happened to the tooth fairy.  It didn't come when it was supposed to, so we're "hoping" that it remembers tonight....



Saturday, September 01, 2012

First Day of School

The kids just finished their 2nd week of school. 
They still aren't OK with it.

The First Day was full of fun things...like a gift for the teacher...

...and vomit.

Brynn caught something, or had severe nervous tummy issues, or whatever.  She puked in the middle of the night, and then burst into tears when I said she couldn't go to school. 
Then I cried, cause it was literally the first time EVER that she has been excited to go.  And, when I mean EVER, I mean EV-ER.

So, I went against my strict 24 hour rule, and let her put on her carefully set aside outfit, and go. 
I could tell that she wasn't up to par, but she made it through the day.  After I picked them up, she walked in the door, walked to the bathroom, and puked again. 
It was lovely.

 
 
 
 
 
 So, she stayed home the next day....Day 2 of school, and already sick? Great.

In other news:
Then we lost  our Internet connection....for 8 days.  Remember what it was like to have to call people when you need to tell them something? Or instead of just "googling" a question, you have to look it up? In a dictionary? Or and Encyclopedia...that you don't have?
Yeah, it was fun
I was that creepy lady who drove to Starbucks parking lot to get some free wifi...because I had already blown through my data allowance on the phone.

But now (sigh) everything is back to how it should be.  It's Saturday, the kids are watching TV, I'm wading through 150 emails, and catching up on my blog, and Nolan is off breaking eggs, or flooding the bathroom, or something else "normal".

It's good to be back!