Something to Crow About

Not to keep going on about the critters in our midst, but I think it is necessary to to tell the you about our friendly neighborhood birds.

A few days ago, as I was taking clothes off the line and holding baby sis ( I know, I know, quite the multi-tasker), two fighting birds flew into my feet and fluttered about for a few seconds before flying away. Needless to say, I let out a "yop!"

Even more frightening than that, as Soccer Dad was making his specialty, BBQ chicken, some birds did the same to him, except in his rear end. To make matters worse, our nut dog, Brooklyn, who likes to chase the birds out of our yard, decided to attack the birds attacking the rear end of my beloved hubby.

A Day in the Life of Mrs. Phelps

5:58 Baby's awake
6:00 Baby's asleep
6:15 Toddler's awake, so is Soccer Dad
7:00 Baby's awake
7:05 Watch bible verses with Toddler and feed baby
7:30 Make oatmeal with Toddler
7:40 Start Laundry
7:45 Breakfast, feed baby
8:10 Dress
8:18 Run
8:38 Return from Run, push toddler on swing
8:45 Put baby down for nap
9:00 Hang laundry
9:30 Start another load
9:45 Kiss Daddy bye bye, Dress toddler, dress self
9:56 Baby's awake
10:00 Feed and dress baby
10:30 Leave for work
11:30 Head home
11:35 make lunch for toddler
11:45 Baby nap
12:05 Eat half sandwich, put toddler to bed
12:10 Baby's awake
12:15 Put baby back down
12:16 Toddler's up, take potty, put back to bed
12:19 Baby's awake
12:20 Toddler's up
12:25 Toddler's up
12:28 Make lunch for self and Soccer Dad
12:30 Soccer Dad's home, Toddler's up
12:35 Make bread, Eat lunch
12:55 Feed baby, start this post
1:10 Spend Bible time with Soccer Dad
1:20 Kiss soccer Dad bye, play with baby
1:35 Laundry, laundry, and more laundry, talk with Mom
2:00 I've lost my memory during this half hour
2:30 Put baby down for nap
2:45 Toddler's up
2:55 Finish bread
3:00 Laundry, talk with Dad
3:15 Baby's up
3:17 Feed Baby
3:15 Swing with toddler, pick lettuce and radishes
4:00 Start dinner
4:15 Talk with Mel
4:45 Finnish Dinner
5:00 Pick up Toddler from next door
5:15 Eat dinner in garden
5.....lots of other fun and exciting stuff that you probably don't want to read and I don't have time to type, cause baby's up at 9:53.

Dead ant, dead ant

Ants, ants, ants, ants, Ants, ants, ants, ants la la la la la la CHARGE!

You know you have too many ants in your house when you ask your two year old what she's doing and she says she's watching the ants walk by.

Ahhhhh, ants, please go away. Soccer Dad has sprayed the outside perimeter of our home and smooshed and wiped them away several times on the inside with no avail. I know they've probably been invading this house since the fifties, when our house was built, but who are the ones paying the mortgage here?

Even if there is not a speck of food in the kitchen they still come and drink what little water they can find. Poor little thirsty guys.

Okay, I'm done with the ants now.

Aren't you glad you just wasted a minute of your time reading about our little invaders?

Now I'm really done.

Dinner Prayer

I pray Booboo, Dawder
I pray all animals at zoo
I pray polar bears
I pray Uncle planter of trees (she didn't say that last part)
I pray our food
Amen

And Elpunts too.

April 2011

Cousins, cousins, cousins!

The cousins (oh, and auntie and uncle too) arrived yesterday evening, along with the whole soccer team, the assistant coach, and wife, for hot dogs and burgers on the grill, yum! Needless to say, we had a busy day yesterday. In the a.m. we had my bitty baby girl's well baby check up, went grocery shopping for dinner, came home, prepped the house, made dinner, then everyone arrived, all while taking care of the babes................(taking a moment to breathe).

We've been having a blast and are looking forward to the rest of our time with them. Tomorrow we have soccer and our Easter fun day at church. As of now, all of the kiddos are in bed and as Mat's punishment for whacking me in the head with a poopy diaper we're watching "The Shunning", by Beverly Lewis. Goodnight, and goodnight.

Guess Who?

We're going to play a little game called "Guess Who"? Can you guess which photo is My firstborn and which is the second-born? If you know their names, please don't use them. They also go by my toddler or my baby.

Baby #1

Baby #2

Wanna play? Just leave me a comment and I'll leave the answer in a few days or something, pretty much whenever I get around to it. Funny, neither girl liked this outfit, I wonder why...