Honesty

I was just going through Andrew's backpack...reading through some of his finished assignments and found this...

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I had a good chuckle.

Happy Day

I have had a big time pumpkin addiction this year. Big time. I looove them. I can't get enough of them! This was a happy day for me. I happened to be at Michaels looking for frames and just look WHAT I SCORED.


I really don't need any more pumpkins. But Thanksgiving is on it's way so a little more pumpkin decor can't hurt...except that I have absolutely no place to put them. But that's not the point by golly. Can you guess what I paid for all these lovely pumpkins? A whopping $1.78 total! I never, ever luck out on finding deals like this - ever. I came home so excited...I spread them out on the counter to show Tim and made him guess what I paid and he was like, "oh yippee" in the most unamused, bored man voice.

To top it off, I filled up my gas tank today...18.85 gallons for $36.56. WOW! At the peak of summer I had a fill up that cost me $80.49.

A happy day indeed.

It's a Guy Thing

Tim managed to score a Barbie doll for his birthday a couple weeks ago - FINALLY! Not that he really wanted one.


This goes way back. Since the dawn of time, Andrew and his daddy have teased each other about being in love with Barbie. For example, Tim will say something like..."Hey, Andy. Barbie called today and wants to know when you're going to pick her up for the movie." Fumes will inevitably steam out of Andy's head and he'll say something back like this, "Oh yeah, well Barbie told me that you took her to the movies last night and that you got married." Stuff like that. Back and forth, back and forth.

Andrew used to be highly, and I mean HIGHLY, offended by the Barbie teasing. He loved to dish it out but he couldn't take it. Finding fun with the Barbie jokes has been a gradual progression.

For the past couple of years I've asked Andy if he would like to buy his daddy a Barbie for his birthday or Christmas to get him back for all the teasing. He would get excited at the idea but then CHICKEN out at the last minute. He just could not bear the thought of walking down the Barbie aisle at Walmart or the thought of actually having a Barbie in his house. Until now.

Barbie has been found in Tim's sock drawer with some type of love note - twice.


Then, much to Andrew's dismay, she appeared one morning on his pillow as he woke up for school. (There she met Napoleon Dynamite and they are now friends).


She's just getting started. I'm sure there will be many more Barbie adventures to come.

Smart Boy

The other day Andrew and I were eating some yummy sandwiches in Subway before heading out for some shopping when he just randomly says, "Hey mom, when I grow up and get a wife, I'm going to make her go to work and I'll stay home and do the shopping."

Me: "But I thought you hated shopping."

Andrew: "I do...but I really don't want a job!"

Heartbreaker

After trick or treating, the boys had a sleepover at our house. They watched The Nightmare Before Christmas and then talked and giggled from their sugar high and then the next thing I know they were OUT cold. Ben had to go home early the next morning to go to a Grizzly Football game with his dad (they kicked some Northern Arizona butt). Andrew walked him home and then came back looking rather glum. He told me he might need to see a nurse.

Me: "Why do you think you need to see a nurse?"

Andrew: "I just feel kind of weird."

Me: "Are you sad because Ben had to go home?"

Andrew: "Yeah...it felt like a brother that had to go away."

I'm sure most of you know by now that we can't have any more kidlets so any time Andrew says anything about having a brother or sister it just breaks my heart!!! But I'm so glad he has such a fantastic friend in Ben. They are two peas in a pod and if his family ever moves we'll probably have to follow them!

Halloween

Wow, I just have not been in a posting mood lately. Anywho, I should probably get some Halloween pictures up.

After school on Friday, Andrew had his best friend over to carve a pumpkin. He didn't want to touch any of the guts so Ben and I did all the cleaning.





Then they got dressed. Ben was Elmo and Andrew was supposed to be a bloody ghost but ended up looking like a vampire. They are such dorks. I think next year we'll stick with Ben's Sesame Street theme and they can go as Bert & Ernie.

Jumping on the bandwagon

Everywhere you look across blogland, people are making their own chalkboards. So I decided to follow the crowd. They're great for putting up your dinner menu or birthday greetings, lovey dovey crap, or whatever. I love mine! Even Tim thinks it's pretty cool...which is saying something, coming from a man and all.

So, dig up a large, old, framed picture...I got this beauty for $2.50 at our local thrift store.


Get yourself a can of chalkboard spray paint - paint on a couple coats...

Let it dry for 24 hours...then rub all over with chalk...

...wipe off and it's ready to write on. Simple, cheap, and fun! I never thought I would have a big chalkboard in my dining room and actually think it was cool!