Landscaping

Me and the kids spread all the mulch last week.

And they have their "garden" now...well, tomato plants anyway.

Saturday I built the planters.


Today I planted the flowering hostas.

Finally, this house is starting to get a little curb appeal...next is adding some more color. Not sure how to do that quite yet.

Christian's Birthday

1. I asked Christian what he wanted for his birthday on Friday night so I could give Mom a few ideas. He says, "I just want one thing. Can she get something for Cade, so he can open it with me?" This is what makes motherhood worth it. :)

2. He's opening presents (or rather tearing through them without paying any attention to what was from who) when he gets to Shannon and Kevin's gift bag. He takes a Thomas kite out and exclaims, "All these years, it's all I ever wanted!" Really?! ALL these years? All 6 of them?

3. After everyone leaves and I'm putting the kids to bed, I ask Christian if he had a good birthday. He says, "Yeah, Mom. And my girlfriend even came." I ask him who is girlfriend is, and he says, "Shanna, Mom! Dontcha know?" This cracks me up that he thinks Shannon is his girlfriend, because a) she's an adult and b) he can't even get her name right (Shanna, Shannon). LOL

4. New term: Voluntold
Definition: when someone tells you that you are volunteering to help

Kevin tells me that he and Ryan are going to move my hutch into the garage. I asked him how he got volunteered for that and by who. He laughs and says he thinks it's my grandpa who voluntold him and Ryan. LOL Too funny!!

Flower Garden

I had mulch delivered Wednesday and started to spread it last night. Travis needed to come over to borrow the van last night and the tire needed aired up, so all the kids were all playing in the yard with us, running up and down the rest of the mound of mulch that still needs moved. Lily goes down on her butt and Tammy asks her if she wants to smell like that mulch, because if she keeps going down on her butt, she'll stink. Travis looks at me and says it really smells like horse shit. Kids have really great ears, because Christian takes off running from the far end of the mulch mound and jumps off on the driveway next to Travis and says, "No, Dad! It's not horse shit! It's my flower garden! Dontcha know?"

Sexy Sunglasses

Christian had a field day today, so when I picked him up last night, he told me that his teacher said he had to wear sunscreen to school today, a hat, and sunglasses. I had bought both boys a pair of sunglasses, but Christian's pair was in his birthday bag, so they weren't going to get them until Sunday. After they went to sleep last night, I got the sunglasses out and set them next to the front door, so we wouldn't forget them this morning. When he sees his, he's 9 kinds of excited. I coax Cade out of bed this morning by telling him that I have a present for him, but he has to get dressed before I'll give it to him. He's dressed in record time this morning and I take him into the living room and tell him to look on the table by the door. He's all excited about his new sunglasses too. These are "real sunglasses, not the orange kid kind", as Christian patiently explained to me this morning. As we're walking out the door, both boys in their hats, they get on the porch and stop to put their sunglasses on. Christian looks at Cade and says, "Wow, Cade! Now you're so sexy, just like me? Right, Mommy?" How can I say no? LOL

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So last night we went to Mom and Dad's for dinner. Mom grilled steaks and cooked corn on the cob. Everyone eats, Ron and Sarah are taking off, Dad is inside with Ryan, me, Mom, and Cara are on the back deck with all the kids. They're running around screaming, Cade keeps touching Emily, making her scream and cry, so we're calling her Drama. I tell Cade to stop touching her. He pays no attention. Andy is trying to spit out his last bite of steak and we're telling him that he has to eat it. Christian has "what about me? sydrome" lately, so as we're yelling at everyone, I wait for him to say "what about me, Mom?" Finally, we've had enough, so I turn around and yell, "Cade, quit touching Emily! Don't look at her, don't talk to her, don't go within 5 ft of her! Drama, quit screaming and crying! He's not hurting you! Andy, eat your food! And everyone quit screaming!" Christian looks down at me (we're sitting at the patio table on the lower deck) and says, "Blah blah blah blah blah!", including the hand motion next to his mouth. As we 3 moms sit there trying really hard not to crack a smile, or God forbid let out a giggle, I think that Ron and Sarah are really in for it if their boy acts like mine.

So What

There aren't even words LOL