Merry Edward

Only a good friend would go to the trouble to send me a chocolate creme-filled Edward for Christmas.

The packaging is much more enjoyable than a Cadbury creme-filled egg.

Merry Christmas!

Greetings and Merry Christmas from Atlanta. It is minutes from Christmas and I am thinking of something clever Santa might say in a note to my boys to direct them to the basement. I don't know how Santa could do all he does and have a printer to print a message to them. Hubs says he is high-tech like the rental car guys that can print out something on the spot. Not that my boys have ever rented a car and will know this.

This is a view of downtown Atlanta taken a few days ago from a live cam. It is actually raining right now. I know this by the water running in the house from the leak over our front door. This shot shows the Coca-Cola museum. We took the Big Guy there for his 8th birthday. My Little Guy wants to go there for his 6th birthday as well because he does whatever Big Guy does and also he wants "to get a Coke." I told him there were many other places that I could buy him a Coke but he still wants to go. He told me on my birthday I should go to the Diet Coke Museum. I think that is a great idea.

And to all a good night...

You didn't ask me about Halloween did you?

If you think I have neglected my blog for a long time, you should take a look at the pictures I download from my camera. I only download from the little one about once every 6 months. I find some nice surprises there.

So on to Halloween because that is what I am currently downloading...

I just wanted you all to know what might happen if you leave the room to change someone's diaper and your brand new pumpkin is left sitting on the kitchen counter.

Your 5 year old might get a butter knife and fork and carve it himself. He might put the evidence back in the silverware drawer and act like he doesn't know that anything is wrong.

And, you might just throw that whole thing right in the trash can and not even have a pumpkin that year.

Croc Change #2

Next Croc change coming up (it doesn't matter if it is her shoe or not).

Croc change #1

It is 9AM! First Croc change of the day!

Big Guy is 8

The Big Guy is 8 today. I can't believe it. We have had fun celebrating but because I don't download pictures for 6 months at a time, I am posting this hospital picture of him. Haha...first-time-Mom-me. I guess by the humongous size of me I assumed he would be gigantic and his clothes ended up being too big. Could we not afford a cuter hat? Did they not sell cute baby hats way back in 2001? He actually had a beautiful little head but I think the scary nurses wouldn't let me take one off of him EVER. I couldn't wait to get home away from those nurses so I could do what I wanted to do. He was as red as he looked here and was jaundiced by the time we got home. That is a whole 'nother story. Don't mention Billi Bed around me if you can help it.

Happy Birthday BIG guy. Eight is great.

[Very] Happy Meal Toy

This toy keeps showing up in my house. I didn't see that movie and was quite disturbed to find it in my toddler's Happy Meal bag. You should see how it spins and vibrates. I did, however, like the way my friend spit her Coke out when I held it up to show it to her.

The Agony of Sharing a Room

For whom you might ask? I think me but today is another story.

Big Guy - almost 8; Little Guy - almost 6; Baby Girl 2, Hubs - 45

(Back-story: Big Guy and Little Guy have been sharing a very large room for about 3 years now. Big Guy on the top Bunk and Little Guy below. Until the last year every night was a huge up-all-night-party. Now it is mostly a lot of fighting and throwing.)

Tonight's conversation with me and the Big Guy before bed was about how it would be "cool" if he had a neat desk and some other things in his room. I pointed out all the holes in the wall and furniture. I also mentioned the missing pictures around the room before I told him I wouldn't spend any more money on that room because everything gets trashed. I forgot to bring up the marker on the wall right where he sleeps on the top bunk. He asked for a trash can and I told him that he had one a few months ago and it was sat on and thrown around until it was crushed. He said "I bet if this was only my room I could have a trash can." I like the way he didn't mention the Little Guy even though that is who he was referring to. He proceeded to find a plastic sack and hang it on the drawer pull of his dresser as his trash can. He showed it to his brother and said the following:

BG: Little Guy, do you see this bag? This is the new trash can. If you mess it up at all you are in big trouble. I will move out if you do. Do you know what that means? To move out?

LG: Yes, you will move out of this room.

BG: That is right. I will be out of here.

LG: Where will you sleep?

BG: Probably with Mommy and Daddy in the Master Bedroom. I will move in there.

LG: The MASTER bedroom? (evil laughter) Why do they call it that?

BG: Because it is the biggest bedroom in the house and it will be big enough for me too.

Mr. First Born cleaned up the whole room (why he needed the trash bag) and when he was done the Little Guy only had to take a few clothes to the laundry room. Wouldn't you know that kid whined and tried to negotiate only taking half of them?

The end of this story is that those clothes are still there on the floor and we will continue this tomorrow. I would bet a ton of money that the trash bag will be ripped apart in the morning. Also, there is poop rubbed on the carpet. Will it never end?

Lizard for Halloween

Sticking her tongue out is her latest "thing". Lovely.

This is just a preview of Halloween. All three will most likely be dressed differently on the actual day.

I just got a pumpkin today. I almost missed out on it.

Do you have candy corn lights on your house?

Never Never Drop Your Pinwheel

Whatever it takes.

I got all three kids in one picture and not one of them was crying or screaming. Awesome. That is pretty much my low bar now.

"It is okay to do this if Mommy has her camera."

"Mommy is a genius for picking an icee the same color as my shirt."

Slacker's Disclaimer: Although the weather can be extremely nice down here in Atlanta, this picture was actually taken this summer.

Fancy Pants

Baby Girl stirred things up at church last Sunday in her very fancy pants and her very thin ponytail.

My girl and Star Wars Legos. Something is wrong with this scene.