Sunday, December 26, 2010
See What I Mean?
Reese threw up. Thanks for nothing.
She is acting "totally fine" now, but she will be staying home today.
'Cuz that's what you do when you throw up. You stay away from other people, so they don't get sick, too.
I told you so/my kids should be better at sports because they seem to be able to catch everything,
-Meg
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Merry Christmas Friendly Frogs! (two weeks in one post)
Many of the images are out of order with this post, and I'm having difficulty fixing it, right now. Hopefully, the parents forgive me and will just enjoy a zillion pictures of their kids, and the fun things they learned in December.
I found this little puppet in a rummage sale box at my sister's over the summer. He came home with me, had Christmas buttons and puff painted added to him, and he is now the Young Learner's Gingerbread Baby. The children enjoyed being read to by Gingerbread Baby, and then followed him into the kitchen to make their own Gingerbread Babies.
When they came out of the oven, Baylee announced, "Hey everyone! Those are not Gingerbread BABIES, they are Gingerbread BAYLEEs!" The Gingerbread Baylees were eaten at snacktime, and each of the kids took a few home with them.
Merry Christmas
Friday, December 24, 2010
Christmas Eve Dasher
I really love my running buddies. I don't feel safe running alone (watch Dateline much?), but I am blessed to know many girls to like to run and I'm surrounded with wonderful, inspiring personalities. We have a great time together, motivate and support each other, and keep each other entertained with stories while we run. We stopped today and posed for this picture after about 5 miles, I think.
Then we got going again, found our 2nd wind, and finished up 11 miles.
I'm starting to develop a love/hate relationship with my training schedule.
I made up these orange rolls and cinnamon rolls last night. This morning, I baked and iced them, and took a pan with me to the Dasher. Who doesn't love a hot, fresh orange roll after a nice long run? For my first ever attempt at cinnamon/orange rolls from scratch, I think they turned out pretty yummy. They were a big hit, and might have to become part of the tradition.
Because we all know that the best parts of running are friends and guilt free carb loading.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Home Alone With Reese
Reese opened the pizza box, drew in a deep breath and said,
"Mmmm, Is that 'a lovely cheese pizza just for me?'"
NoBagelNoBagelNoBagelNoBagelNoBagel...
If you are not a Seinfeld fan, well...I'm sorry for your loss. You can go here to gain a full understanding of the beauty of this holday for the "rest of us".
Appropriately, Aaron served up bagels this morning.
And even more appropriately, the children protested.
And now the Airing of Grievances:
Dear Lawrence Blood,
I hate the cold sores. They are gross, unsightly, and even though they erupt on my bottom lip every single month, like a perfectly timed geyeser, I still have someone ask me if I got punched in the face at least once every four Sundays.
Let's find out who brought this awful curse upon our family and burn his or her name from the records of our family history books.
Cracked Lipped Monthy and Bitter About It,
Meg
Enjoy the made up holiday!
May your day be filled with Feats of Strength and your metal pole be extra tinsely. And remember,
"Festivus isn't over until you pin me, George"
Monday, December 20, 2010
{six}
Six.
She's so grown up, all of a sudden.
I blame Kindergarten for that.
Six is a big birthday in the Willy house, because it is the age when you are allowed to chew gum.
Reese began her special day wearing pajamas to school for a field trip on the Polar Express. She was given a crown, sung to by her class, and her teacher let Reese sing "Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer" into a microphone, and the kids joined in and sang along. She was impressed that Reese knew all the words.
When she got home, she opened her gift from Quincy: A big fat package of bubble gum.
AKA "the best birthday present I've ever had!"
She also received a Magna Doodle from Aaron and I, a Tangled polly pocket from Grandma Lynda and Grandpa Rob, a Snow Cone Maker from Grandma Lynn
and Grandpa Punkin, and a wrapped gift from a boy in her class.
presents. from a boy.
Listen up, "Tanner-from-school" I've got my eyes on you, buddy. Keep it friendly.
He had made Reese a darling little beaded necklace, and had it wrapped with a tiny bowling set. Above, is Reese's thank you card, which she sat down to write right away. She got stuck in the middle, and asked what else she should write. I offered the suggestion that when writing a thank you card, it helps to think about what you like best about the gift. You'll notice that Reese's favorite part of the gift was her own name.
What a little narcissist. I love her.
Reese has been planning her "Snow Party" birthday for about 11 months.
Mother Nature has yet to deliver the snow, this year, but a Snow Party we delivered!