Not a Mom of the Year Day

I did not sleep well last night due to a few wake ups and also bad heartburn. So that means I did not want to be a mom at 6:45 this morning. I was, shall we say, grumpy.

I finally went in to get A up and B dressed. First thing I did was open B's underwear drawer to find that she had NO clean undies in it. What? How?Why?

I quickly tried to think of how I can remedy this problem. My first thought was send her in tights only, but then remembered it was a full day and I didn't want her all day in just tights. Then I quickly ran to all my purses and bags looking for a "spare" pair that I usually stash when we go out. No luck there either. Perhaps I can run to Target and buy some? Nope that would take too long. Then I just figured I would hand wash a pair and dry them quickly. As I went to the dresser I stopped at A's and took out a pair of her undies. I told B to "just try these on." There is a God, for these size 2T undies fit!!! Yea! Problem solved. Clean undies on and ready to go.

Now what will we eat quickly for breakfast?

Pumpkin Day

A family tradition, we head to Wisconsin for our annual pumpkin day. This is a full day of stops and food. We begin by hitting a deli called Bobby Nelsons. Here we all stock up on salami and cheese curds. Then over to A&W for cheese fries, root beer, and burgers in our car. After a full belly, we head to the pumpkin farm. Today the weather was beautiful and so the farm was packed! But, we still managed to grab a few pumpkins and head to our next stop the Monastery in Burlington. Here we walk the grotto and look around. The girls had fun going into "Mary's House" . Next stop is a park and finally frozen custard. Yes, we do all this in one day! B has begun to remember all the places we need to go and I'm sure A will do the same too. All in all the day was a good one. I did have a few issues like my camera not working and don't know why, and A spilling root beer all over the front of her new pumpkin day shirt. My camera works now of course and all the root beer came out of the shirt. I did bring an extra white shirt just in case I just didn't want to have to use it. So now I will have to find some more pumpkins and do a fake pumpkin day photo.

Date Night

Tom and I were able to get out together on Saturday. He was gone most of the week in Florida for an annual golf trip and I was a single mommy. Before he left I got an email for this show. Tom has always wanted to see Jewel live and I thought this would be the time. So I got us a couple of tickets. I did it mostly thinking that this would be his birthday gift. The worst seats I could find were 4th row center!

Jewel was performing with the Chicago Pops Orchestra. I knew it would be good plus in the theatre there is no bad seat and it is a rather small. So we were set.

I picked him up at the airport wearing my new pants(Julie) from Ann Taylor Loft and shirt too. I love my pants. They make me look thinner! We went to dinner where we split a bottle of wine (yes, I was drinking) and then off to the show.

Jewel did a great job, the orchestra was great and the Italian singer who opened was fantastic. Tom did seem to take a few short naps, but over all it was a good night. I really don't think I have been that close to a singer before. It was kinda neat. She had a great pair of shoes on too :)

As far as our date nights go, this sure beat our usual dinner and a movie.

Girl Stories

Well I know you all like nothing more than to read funny stories about my girls. So here are a few more.

My oldest, who again had to be talked to about fibbing, is the same girl who has been playing St Rose for the past couple of days. They talked about her at school the other day and B was very taken with the story. Why you might ask? That would be because St Rose was know for growing beautiful flowers and giving them away to sick people. B loves plants and flowers. So she and little A took all my fake flowers from out front and "gave" them away. We also went for a walk/bike ride with a basket full "in case we found more sick people." From liar to saint, who would have thought?

Little A on the other hand is becoming quite a stinker. She spent about 20 minutes being put back on the naughty step this morning. This is the same little girl who laid out all of B's school clothes the other night. She even got B's shoes ready at the top of the stairs. See there is a sweet side.

Right now the girls are in the backyard "playing" together. The day is nice and they are having some fun. The only problem is that I have to go out there about every 5 minutes to get them something, or to stop the fight. So much for peace. But at least they are outside and together right?

The Apples Are Gone... Finally

This is the last of my apples from apple picking day. I had no idea what to do with so many apples. Tom tried to help by providing me with a brainstormed list of dishes he might like. B told me she would really like a pie. So pie it is.

Now I do like to bake, but have never made a pie. So after looking and finding a recipe I made my first ever apple pie. It really was not as hard as I thought it would be. Now to be honest I did not make my own crust. I did buy pre-made and pre-rolled, but the rest I did from scratch.

The review was great. All family members raved about the pie. I was happy. Even B told me it was great, the best ever. So I figured a week later since I was still looking at apples I would just crank out another pie. ( I did bring half of this one to my parent's house).

Dessert time and B did not want pie. Why? Oh that would be because she doesn't really like apple pie. What? The last pie (a week ago) was the best thing ever I reminded her. She told me she just said that to be nice and that she didn't really like it all that much. What kids of kid am I raising? She seems to be turning into quite a liar. I will say that this little white lie was much better for my feelings than the war lie.

So long story longer... here is the last pie I made. Tom has stated he would like one again for his birthday (few weeks away), but I told him I don't think so. Enough of the apples for now.

Fire Fighter B

B's class went to the local fire house yesterday. She did not seem very impressed with the trip. She did not seem excited about it, nor did she tell me much. She did however like the hat that they got. She also told me that the fire fighter let each kid spray the hose. She did not like it because it got her wet.

Well, I guess today is a new day. With her hat, and boots, Fire woman B was called to action. She ran to help put out the "fire" in the yard. She sure didn't seem to mind the hose and water now. She put out fires for about 15 minutes. I guess if I pay for the water it is ok, but if the water is free, not ok.

Good to know that even though she did not have too much fun yesterday, she still used the experience to play and pretend.

Now if she only remembered to turn off the water and put the hose away when she was done.

I'm In the Army Now

Funny little story for you.

Today when I picked B up from school she informed me that she will be calling me mommy only at home. I questioned this. Her reply was that when she is around her friends she is going to call me something else. Again, I asked, "why?" and I added, "what are you going to call me?" A few words came to mind but I figured she was still too young to use them. She told me she was going to call me babysitter. Again I had to go with Why? She then proceeded to tell me that she had told some of her friends that her mommy was in the army and was away at war. I was actually her sitter till her mommy came home from the war. I did not really know how to respond to this. I tried not to laugh since the whole war thing is not funny. I asked her if she knew that this as not a very nice thing to tell her friends since she was lying to them. Then I asked who she knew who has a mommy away in the war. She told me one of her friend's daddy is at war. This at least helped me figure out where this idea came from. After a few more minutes we finally agreed that she could not tell this story any more and she would need to tell the truth to her friends tomorrow.

I am still at a loss as to why she need to tell this story. Plus the whole class saw me on Friday when I read to them. However my smarty daughter told them that I come back to visit some days, then back to the war I go. She is quick with her lies. Anyway hopefully this will not progress and I will not be known as the mom of the liar. I do find it funny and somewhat look forward to her next little story about me. Perhaps I need to give her a little more attention?