For Thanksgiving, we packed up the family and went to Spokane to visit my nephew and his family. While we were there, my sister wanted me to take a few pictures of Casey in Christmas lights. I'm not used to photographing a drooling kid! Charlotte hardly ever drools! Hahaha, but here's what I got! (Kile I know you have these, but let me know if you want these edited ones!)
I love the one in Black in White...!
In other news, he loves his cousin!
And has definitely mastered sitting. Charlotte is still pretty wobbly...
M - Hunter, you need to decide where you want to eat at with Grandma for your birthday.
H - I already chose Old McDonalds!
M - I think you should pick a nicer place for dinner since it's your birthday dinner.
J - Like Wendys?
J - MOM! I just saw a golfing sign! That means NO GOLFING ON THE ROAD!
M - Or maybe it means there's a golf course right there?
J - No mom, you are not allowed to golf on the road!
I'm in the middle of working on this teething guard for Kiki's crib. I had accidentally sewed on a wrong piece of fabric and needed to rip the stitches out. I had an extra seam ripper, and since the boys were off fighting over a toy, I volunteered JP to help me. (Awesome fine motor skills practice!!) Eventually Hunter wanted to help too, so I went to put the lid on my seam ripper and inadvertently poked my finger. To see the boys' reaction, I tried *super* hard to squeeze a speck of blood out of my owie, and then pretended to cry. Hunter thought this was hilarous....JP started screaming (similar to the spider incident) and began shouting, "Stop! You're going to bleed out!!" Then he collected himself, calmly put the cap on his seam ripper, placed it on the counter and very quietly said "I don't want to do that anymore. I don't want to get hurt" as he walked out of the kitchen. I'm horrible right? But I did go hug him and say sorry. At least now he knows to stay out of my sewing stuff....
The faces he makes are amazing. I gave him a few jelly beans to show me his scared faces. They needed to be captured.
We've recently attempted to play the card game, Go Fish, with Hunter and JP. I thought it was about time we taught them how to play, since they, for the most part, know their numbers and can match cards. We bought a special deck of cards for Hunter for his birthday, which in case you're interested, can be found here. Here's what transpired when he opened it:
H - *excitement gasp* What is it?
M - It's a deck of cards to play Go Fish.
H - *proceeds to open the deck and look through them*
J - We can play Go Fish, or Go Shark, or Go Octopus, or Go Jellyfish, or Go Whale...
M - Or we could just play Go Fish.
J - Or we could play Go Seahorse.
A few days later we laid down on the floor together to play Go Fish Shark. This was excruciatingly hard for both Perry and I. Perry did opt out of actually playing and *volunteered* to be on JP's team, since holding the cards, without showing anyone, was a huge problem for him. I seriously need to set up a camera one of these times while we play. Here's a sample of what happens.
M - Okay, Hunter you start. Ask someone for a card.
H - Do you have a 21?
P - There isn't a 21 in the deck. You have to have the card in your hand to ask for it.
H - Do you have the jellyfish?
M - Who are you asking?
H - Jimmer Skipper.
Mom and Dad refrain from laughter.
J - Okay. Let me check here. What number is it?
H - It's a 21.
M - *Looks at card* That's an 11.
H - Do you have an 11?
J - Okay. Let me check. 2...3..5..9...10...12. No I don't have one. Go Shark.
H - *Draws from the deck* OOO I GOT A 2!!
M - Hunter you can't tell everyone what you just got. Put it in you hand. And if it matches one that is already in your hand, put them together. Jim, your turn. Ask someone for a card.
P - Jim, ask Hunter for this one.
J - *Ignores Dad* Hunter do you have an octopus? (His favorite card.)
H - Let me check. *Proceeds to lay his cards face up on the floor before mom stops him* What number is it?
J - Uh let me check....I don't know.
P - Jim you don't even have an 8 in your hand.
J - Hunter, do you have a 3?
H - Nope. Go Whale.
M - My turn. Jim, do you have a 6? It has a stingray on it.
J - Uh let me check....2...3...5
P - Jim you can't say your cards out loud or everyone will know what you have.
M - So look again, do you have a 6?
J - Let me check ....9...10...12. Uh. Nope. Go Seahorse.
M - Hunter, your turn ask someone for a card.
H - Do you have a 5?
M - Who are you asking?
H - Mommy.
M - No, I don't have a 5. Go
J - I HAVE ONE!!! HERE!!
P - Shhh! Keep that one in your hand - Hunter asked mom for 5 not you. How about you ask Hunter for a 5 now since it's your turn.
J - Mom do you have a 5?
M - *Hand smacks forehead*
Somehow we have now made it through 4 games of Go "Whatever Sea Creature You Want" and it looks like they still have plenty to learn. Mostly strategy. It is painfully hard for me to not win every time because at some point I have to ask for the card that will give me sets or the game will never end...unless I flash my cards to JP's helper... I am surprised as to how well JP is doing with his numbers though. With more practice they'll be masters...someday. And in the meantime I'm just glad they enjoy playing with us!
It is finally over! The party I have been stressing about for nearly two weeks is finally over and I can RELAX! And try to come to terms with the fact that I now have a 5 year old in my house. Eeek! Where has the time gone?!
For his birthday this year, I decided that Hunter was old enough for a *real* party, instead of one with just his family. Not to say that a party with just family is not a party, but he has friends this year so I thought it would be fun for him to have his friends help celebrate with him. Originally we were going to have a couple friends come over and stay the night, but later decided that he's probably too young for that, and since I don't know the kids' parents...they probably wouldn't let their child stay the night. As I was laying in bed, stressing about what to do, I remembered that I worked at a hotel with a WATER PARK. And then two minutes later I was on the phone to reserve it, at 11pm. That's how I roll.
We invited his whole preschool class and I cannot tell you how excited Hunter was to put all the invitations in his friends' cubbys at school. Even cuter when his friends RSVP'd! Melt your heart kind of cuteness!
This year's theme was Wreck It Ralph, based on the Disney movie that came out last November. (Super cute movie if you haven't seen it!) Technically Hunter wanted a Fix It Felix cake, but more specifically it was a Wreck It Ralph cake.
In the movie, Felix has a golden hammer that he uses to fix the building Ralph wrecks. I incorporated the golden hammers by using a cookie cutter to cut hammers out of cheese. HUGE hit! And Perry called it, at least one little boy picked up a slice and pretended to bang on something. I was surprised it wasn't Hunter!
Going with the theme, I had Perry wrap all the juice boxes in brick paper and then I stacked them up next to the cake. In the movie Ralph lives in the dump which is basically just a pile of bricks. They turned out great too! I'm so glad I was able to convince Perry to help me!
Although I forgot to make one for the cake, Ralph wanting a medal contributes significantly to the plot of the movie. Instead of having a "normal" Happy Birthday banner, I used construction paper to create a banner for him that resembled the medal Ralph wanted in the movie. (Obviously I should have drawn the letters darker...)
A HUGE shout out to Aunt Kim for helping with EVERYTHING I needed her to help with, like arranging the table so nicely, loading up my car, corralling my kids, babysitting Kiki during the party...etc. She rocks! THANK YOU!
Hunter had so much fun at his party! I knew he would! And so did his friends! I was relieved to hear that this was also many kids' first birthday party to attend....Awesome : )
It makes me smile to see Hunter growing up. But sad at the same time. I was quickly reminded that he still has learning and growing to do when he commented that "I'm not 5 until I blow out my candles!" Just like one of his friends thought that it wasn't a party until Hunter opened his presents. Oh to be young!
H - You know, I could call you James, Jim, Jimmy, or Jimmer. But I think I'll just call you Jimmer.
J - Uh no. That's not my name. My name is Jimmy, but how about you call me...Rocket Ship! Yeah, call me Rocket Ship!
H - No, Jimmy is your first name.
J - No that's my last name. Rocket Ship Jimmy. Yeah! Call me that! What did you have for snack today?
H - I just had some water.
*Funny how fast they can change topics...*
M - Hunter don't start with me right now.
H - OH I'm gonna start!
M - Can Charlotte shake her tail feathers?
J - Yeah she can.
M - Do you know what that means?
J - *blank stares*
M - Shake your booty. You do it!
J - *Shakes his booty*
M - You're getting a lot better at that!
J - Yup! Just like Aunt Bobby!
Hunter dismissed himself from dinner to "take a dump" and ran out of toilet paper and Perry made him work for it.
H - Mom! I need toilet paper!
M - What? I can't hear you.
H - I need toilet paper!
P - Hunter, it's called Special Paper! Tell her you need Special Paper!
H - Mom I just need toilet paper!
P - You have to say "I'm King of the Throne and I need my Special Papers!"
H - I need paper!
P - *walks to the bathroom and repeats the phrase*
H - I'm King of the Throne and need my Special Paper."
P - MOM! Did you hear that?!
M - No, what did he say?
H - *yells from bathroom* I'M KING OF THE THRONE AND I NEED TOILET PAPER!!
P - Alright. I give up.
M - JP, why don't you tell dad the word you learned in school the other day? The one that starts with corn.
J - I didn't learn a corn word. Hunter did.
H - Yeah dad. I learned cornucopia.
P - What!?! Do you know what it means?
*Hunter stares at him blankly*
P - It means to have a plethora of something, like a lot. Like a lot of turkeys.
H - Uh no dad. It's a basket you carry fruit and vegetables in.
P - Wow. Their conversations have changed drastically.
After going to the Missoula Maze this year, we decided to do ice cream and movie before bedtime. On the way home, we stopped at RedBox and then were on our way to pick up Frosties at Wendy's.
M - Should we get Kiki a Frosty too?
H - No! She's too little.
JP -That would be weird.
H - Mom, when Charli grows up, is she going to have to eat gross food like us?
M - Like the stuff you eat?
H - Yeah, gross food.
M - She'll eat the same food that you do, but I wouldn't exactly call it gross...
Because I spent so much time working on Hunter and JP's Halloween costumes, I ran out of time to work on Kiki's. I made her onesie and her leggings that morning. Because I was rushing, I wasn't paying attention to my sewing machine, which would cause it to "misbehave." Whenever this would happen, I, frustratingly, would say, "What the garbage?!" Hunter walked over, "Why is your machine acting like a garbage man?"
Aunt Bobby brought her boyfriend, Bobby, over to our house to meet the wonderful me, and probably more likely, my children. While playing Hunter asked, "Will you be my uncle?" Hahaha! So now to Hunter, he has an Aunt Bobby and an Uncle Bobby. Lucky him!
As I was "baby talking" to little Kiki, Hunter walks up to me, "Are you being serious mom? That's not how you talk..."
JP - Yuck Mom! You smell like sissy's burp!
Occasionally the boys will wrestle, also known to them as WSA, in the living room, just the two of them, no props or anything. As I was cooking dinner the other night, they got into again. Shortly after they started, JP ran to the kitchen and announced, "MOM! Hunter and I were playing WSA and I unlocked a new level!!" Hahaha...in their "imaginary" wrestling game. How?!
I've been doing a lot of meal planning lately so I don't have to run to the store multiple times a week. For one, it saves you money because you don't have a bunch of extra impulse buys. For two, who really wants to drag 2, let alone 3 kids around a store for a few items. Not me, especially since Hunter and JP refuse to sit in a cart and I'm helpless to make them since Kiki is usually sitting in the front carrier and would be kicked by said child upon their refusal to sit in the cart...
Anyways, I called a friend to have her suggest a favorite meal of theirs. She routed me to something called spaghetti bread, or something similar. I was game for it since I had all the ingredients on hand except the loaf of bread. When I arrived home from the store though, I found this recipe in my "Ultimate Five Ingredient Recipes" book that I opted to try out instead.
Here I present to you Mozzarella Pepperoni Bread. Also known to JP as Caterpillar Bread, or more commonly, Pizza Bread.
1 loaf French Bread
3 tbs melted butter
1 package of pepperoni
1 1/2 cups shredded mozzarella cheese
3 tbs parsley
Cut the loaf of bread in half widthwise, and then cut into 1-inch slices, leaving the slices attached to the bottom. Brush butter on both sides of each slice. Stuff pepperoni between the slices. Sprinkle with cheese and parsley.
Place the bread on an ungreased baking sheet. Bake at 350 degrees for 12-15 minutes or until cheese is melted.
Made approximately 12 slices, which fed our family of 4 with some leftovers. JP gobbled 3 slices down and announced "I love it." Before he decided he was full.