We Will, We Will, Rock You!

Blue Hair.

Check.
Mohawk.
Check.
Ready to rock Crazy Hair Day?
Check.

My Heroes are ready for Halloween.
But is Halloween ready for my Super Heroes?
Villains be afraid. Be very afraid!
Do you find it alarming that I
encourage
flying off of the couch?
Me too.

Where is Thumbkin?

Rhyme Time

We were eating sandwiches and playing with words.
I felt like a great mom as my 5 year old continued to come up with rhyming words on his own. I thought in my mind, "Wow, he is so smart, it is great that he spontaneously thinks of these words."

Word: Plane
My answers: drain, strain, rain, insane
Griffin's answers: vane, Dane, train,cane,

Word: man
Answers me: , Tan, Can, Ran
Griff: Fan,Van
Griffin makes a sentence: "I am playing an awesome van rock song."

Word: sandwich
Me: Sand ditch
Griff: Sand Bi...
Well, I think you get the idea.
At first I tried to move along, and within a couple more examples the Sand B reemerged.
I was forced to explain "This was a word we don't use, it is a yucky word. Do not say it again."

Word: shut
Me: nut
Griff: cut
Lincoln: Butt.
This answer was followed by many little Lincoln giggles.
I took this as a sign. We can rhyme.
Rhyming time over.

Doesn't Everyone Love Wrinkles?

I am allergic to cats and most dogs.

Pet ownership has been at a low.
Then along came Wrinkles.

Wrinkles was my favorite Beanie Baby from my husband.
He was 20 bucks at the height of the Beanie Craze.
I decided to let the kids play with my treasured collection,
potential for child entertainment
exceeded monetary value.

It was hard to share Wrinkles with the kids, I wanted to keep him safe.
I think Griffin took a great liking to him because he knew he was my favorite.
The World Wide Web assured me
an additional Wrinkles could be purchased for a mere $3.99
and I decided I could share.

A decision I have not regretted.

Wrinkles is currently the treasured family pet.

Griffin has been creating forts with him.
Today I couldn't find Griffin.
I called out for him and he responded from under his bed,
the blanket was creating an underground fortress.
Griffin and all of his favorite stuffed friends were in seclusion.
I said, "Oh, are you building a fort under your bed?
Have you brought all your friends?"

Griff said, "I am giving Wrinkles aloneness time, because he wants to be alone."
Wrinkles has also been joining us on adventures.
Griffin leaves his back pack open
"So Wrinkles can breathe."

This afternoon Griff and Linc were outside
jumping on the trampoline.
Griff came in and said, "Can Wrinkles watch us?"
My reply, "No he will get dirty."
Griffin's answer?
"No he won't, he can watch us through the window!"

Griffin went outside and carefully examined Wrinkles.
Adjustments were made to ensure Wrinkles, was in fact,
Watching.

Like any great watch dog
He never even blinked!

Pulling All the Stops

Before telling you a story I must warn you:

The band aid on Lincoln's nose was placed because
He absolutely insisted that his itchy scratch required a band aid.

Lincoln: "Mom, I just spilled my cereal on the floor."
Me: "That's okay. Just pick it up."

Lincoln: "I can't my wrist really hurts right now."
Me: "Then use your other wrist. It isn't a big deal. You can do it."

Lincoln: "Well, my back hurts, so I really can't do it.
And my knee is hurt."

Me: "Lincoln, you have got to be kidding me!
You are hilarious.
Now pick up your cereal."

Lincoln: "O...kay."
He dutifully returned the cereal to the bowl.
However, he wasn't excited about it.

Inspired Or Ingenious?

I put Lincoln down for a nap.

30 minutes later he was still awake.
"I not take a nap."
"Heavenly Father does not want me
to take a nap."

How do I argue with that logic?
Or that adorable face?

It would be great if everything we want
We could declare that Heavenly Father wants it for us...

And it would be so.

Heavenly Father wants me to be a great mother.
Heavenly Father wants me to have lots of friends.
Heavenly Father wants me to be kind to others.
Heavenly Father wants me to be wealthy.

Okay 3 out of 4 isn't bad.
I think it is important to assert here...
Be careful what you wish for.

Beach Bums at Heart

It is safe to say my kids loved the beach
As much as I do

Waves were splashed
Sand toys were utilized
Bodies were buried

It is safe to say,
They loved the sand
More than I do

What is not to love about
Being buried in the sand?

I was almost tempted to try it myself.
ALMOST.

I am absolutely certain of one thing
We can't wait to go back!!!