Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Mom School

Traditional preschool might be the way to go for some, but for us, we choose Mom School!  We've been hittin' the books pretty hard this year and it's paying off!  Klive and I have turned every letter into a craft project, which really adds to our kitchen decor!  Art is cool, but he makes me close the blinds when we sing and dance to our alphabet songs.  Guess it's not cool to break it down ABC-style in the living room with your mom once you are the big five years old.  It's been bittersweet watching my LAST baby learn his letters and sounds and discover that if you put them together, they make words!  That's right, Klive is READING!

 We've also been working on colors, shapes and numbers.  All learning is more fun with a drill, right?  He loves to quiz me on letters and numbers with play-dough and cookie cutters, and he tolerates ABC memory.

 We've even explored future careers options.  Maybe he will be a doctor like his dad, or a chef like, well, not his mom . . .

 Or maybe he will be Batman.  Everyone knows, you should always be yourself, unless you can be Batman.

Happy Halloween! You'll Shoot Your Eye Out!

 Halloween always feels like my favorite holiday, until I am neck deep in fabric, glitter glue, and spray paint an hour before trick-or-treat time.  But I'm getting ahead of myself.  Winn's annual Halloween piano recital was exceptional!  We usually just rummage through the dress-up box for this bad boy since I leave costume-making to the last minute - ninjas and Queen Elizabeth.  Rylee and Andrew came too, and were good sports.  I think they went with Ariel and Joe Dirt costumes.

 We carved our Grandpa Kyle pumpkins.

 Home grown pumpkins are always full of guts!  We chose a Star Wars theme in honor of the upcoming movie.

 In case you couldn't tell, its Jabba, Chewy . . .

 Darth, and Yoda!

 Finally, the big night arrived!  I glued the last silver tassel and stitched the last button on a bunny slipper just in the nick of time!  That's right folks, Christmas in October!  Klive was Cowboy Ralphy, June was bunny pajama Ralphy, Winnie was snow suit Randy, I was the leg lamp, and Papa Lee filled in for Kolby (who had to work) as the "fragile" box.

 It was a chilly night for trick-or-treating, so I am pretty sure Winn stayed nice and toasty - even if she couldn't put her arms down! 

 June wore her "pink nightmare" with pride.  For days.  And days.

 She just couldn't get enough of those blue button eyes staring sappily up at her :)

Bits and Pieces

 School is back in full swing, but that doesn't mean we have to shirk our yard duties.  Kolby's lucky to have such a good little helper who dreams about driving the lawn mower for his profession.  Dream big, little guy!

 The last warm days of fall are always full of soccer games.  We love watching Winnie's growth as a soccer player.  She's come a long way from the days of her emotional break-downs on the field.

 We love our coach, and we love our team!  These girls have a great time together!

 I have no words for these ones.  Just enjoy.

 They all keep growing up without my permission.  Klive finally made the jump from a car seat to a big boy booster.  He's pretty stoked about the new-found stretching freedom, the lack of a crotch buckle (he informed me it was crushing his nuts) and his sweet new cup holder, perfect for a water bottle or treats on the go!

 Fall is always sprinkled with quick trips to visit family in Utah.  This may be my favorite picture of the entire year!  That is not staged - it is 100% pure joy on every face!

 We even managed a girls day at Lava Hot Springs and pedicures.  Winnie had soccer.  She was pretty bummed.

 We went all out for spirit week!  Rather than steal an overdone crazy hair idea from Pinterest, Winn and I got creative and turned her into a zebra!

 June knocked our socks off at her first Orchestra performance this school year!  She's one of the only sixth graders in the advanced chamber orchestra and I beam with pride every time I watch her play!

 I am soaking in every minute I get with this guy at home every day.  Before I know it, he will be starting kindergarten and I will be crying on the garage floor.  Help me, Tom Cruise!

Winnie's Pizzaria Party

 I've been typing my fingers to the bone to try and get my blog caught up to present time.  Guess what?  It is now April, and I'm posting about our big event in September!  Oh well.  My special little second-born turned 9 just after school started in September!  Looks like only a couple more years before she outgrows her mama!

 Ever have one of those class-party cupcake ideas you think will be super simple?  So simple that you wait until the morning of to even shop for ingredients?  Yeah, these minions turned into the cupcake project from hell!  You know it's bad when you've got 30 minutes to get them to the classroom and you are ripping them apart because they look like giant, yellow wieners!  It's a complete miracle that the finished project turned out mostly cute and unoffensive.
 
 She may be 9, but she hasn't outgrown her love of dolls yet.  Pfewf!  She finally got her heart's desire - an American Girl doll that looks just like her!  She named her Minnie.

 Her obsession with high heel shoes continues - even if they are too tiny to wear!

 Remember those hellacious cupcakes?  Well look what I just threw together with the leftover cake batter, frosting and fondant?  It literally took 15 minutes.  He's so fluffy, Winn's gonna die! 


 Now, on to the party!  Winn invited her best pals from school and church to dine at her very own pizzaria!

 You know me, I love party stations!

 There was a pizza-making station, a cookie pizza decoration station . . . 

 and who could resist an Italian soda station!

 The chef hats, aprons and mustaches made it totally authentic, right?

 Everyone rolled, tossed and topped their dough.

 These mini-chefs look like they know what they are doing!

 After a few minutes of lovin' from the oven, they were ready to dine!

 Things got a little hot in the kitchen, so we had a pretend pizzaria set up in the back yard.  The girls got to take orders . . . 

 put a few pies together, and play waitress to their hungry customers!

 Present and cake (or pizza cookie) time!

 Although I'm sure the amount of sugar we supplied only contributed to the chaos, this was the wildest, loudest, craziest bunch of girls we have ever seen - and I've thrown a lot of parties!

 My ears are still ringing from the high-decibel, girly screams!

 Happy birthday, Winnie!