Hanging in there

Life is crazy. I get this image in my head of someone being dragged behind a boat with no water skis on and just nod my head thinking, yeah, that accurately sums up how I feel.  I feel like every day is a race against the clock for me to see if I can get everything done that I need to and the further the day goes, the longer my list gets and I flop into bed sometime after midnight, half of what I need to do still undone and wondering if I can wake up and do it all again tomorrow.  And I do. And then wonder the same thing again as I flop into bed the next night.

I'm going to attempt blogging from my phone and see if it might just be faster than thinking I'll get around to downloading and posting pictures from my computer, besides the fact that the pictures on my phone might paste a good picture of my life. I'm pretty sure I can't control these in any sort of order but it's better than nothing so I'll just put random descriptions.

Time at the park just outside our house with friends.

Afternoons at the children's museum after we pick up Cash from school trying to burn off some energy.

Grandma coming to visit.

Minivan mom in the car as always.

And the world from Phoenix's viewpoint - about a million pictures on my phone looking up his nose as he holds the camera and takes pictures of himself, pictures of mom just out of bed, mom doing the dishes, mom after church in a messy house, mom trying to exterminate bugs from our cupboard for the hundredth time, Diesel yelling for someone to finally pay attention and come get him out of his crib, (not to mention a million pictures of the ceiling, floor, etc).

And crazy baby in the fridge. Phew, how did I do two of these? Although the twins were too fat to be moving still at this age and this one is too mobile for my taste!

And oh, too bad I already deleted the pictures of me up at girls camp with the girls from church all dirty and make-up-less doing silly things trying to tap my inner- teenager. (Oh wait, I found two! Oh what a dork. I can't believe I'm posting this ugly one of myself - so out of practice and such bad form!)

And Ryan took his boards this week. I'd say I'm glad it's over but then he left for Minnesota!

 

Bunk bed

I probably never ended up mentioning how much I love the bunkbed we got the boys. Twin over full with stairs and a trundle bed underneath.  Back when we were re-arranging all their rooms and the kids requested to sleep in boxes I was wondering why in the world I was even bothering spending the money when they all seemed fine sleeping like this! (Until they woke up in the middle of the night screaming their head off because they couldn't figure out where they were.)

But then the bunk came and before we got the top mattress in, it was so stinking cute to see them all three lined up sleeping like this.  Sometimes they still do it just for fun. 

The twins still sleep oriented like the above picture on the bottom bunk and Cash sleeps on the top.  And until Diesel baby gets big enough for the trundle, Ryan will keep it warm for him when he gets kicked out of our bed for being too wiggly.  :)  

We love it!!  I hope to keep them like this as long as possible! Even when we finally have a house I'd rather just keep them all together and have more space for a playroom or whatever.  So if anyone comes to visit your whole family can compactly fit in one cozy little room in our place!

Funny faces

A while back I saw this post about having fun laminating faces and using dry erase markers with them. We tried it for preschool and it really is pretty darn funny. I took it a little further though - we had talked about ourselves and made faces in the mirror and some other things and then read "The Mixed-up Caterpillar" and talked about how he tried to be like everyone else but wasn't happy until he was just himself. I had made extra copies of their pictures and just some other facial features and stuff from online, and so then I brought one out and would demonstrate something like, "What if we put so-and-so's hair on Phoenix? Or this person's eyes? Or her mouth? Would we like him to be all mixed up?"  Of course everyone thought they looked so crazy and liked them better how they are. Then we let them play with dry erase markers and with putting other silly things and other people's facial features on themselves and had lots of fun. It really is funny. Turns out though my boys are especially averse to seeing their faces disfigured!  They didn't mind doing it to each other's though. :)  (And Cash was a better sport about it.) I keep thinking I need to make one of Ryan and I because I'm sure they'd have a pretty good time making us look crazy.

  

 

Cash with Ashton's lovely hair:

May the Force Be With You

We had the funnest birthday party for the twins last weekend. Since we've had Disneyworld passes this year, in one of our last trips to Disneyworld we watched them do their Jedi Training Academy that they let a certain amount of kids sign up for each day. It was such a great idea I knew we had to do it for the twins birthday party, so I suggested a Star Wars birthday party to them and they heartily agreed. We've been on so many Star Wars rides at Disneyworld and have started letting them watch the movies that they are definitely into it. And it was a theme I could get into and be a little more excited about than some other kid-themed parties, because hey, Star Wars is cool.

My pictures are terrible because we had someone film with our camera, but didn't get any still shots. So yes, these pictures are me playing the movie back on our tv and taking pictures of it with my iPhone. But hey, you get the idea.

Ryan and I tried to get into character - he was Obi-Wan-Kenobi, and I was, well, his assistant. Another Padowan? I'm not sure what I would be, that's just how they did it at Disneyworld, although the night before I realized I was mad I wasn't being Princess Leia.  Who doesn't want a shot at wearing those side buns??  Ahh, next time. Anyhow, we got our Star Wars theme music playing and marched the kids out to the training platform. Surprisingly, they very dutifully stayed on their marked Xs.

The Jedi master then had them repeat a Jedi oath, explained a little about Jedis and demonstrated how the force can even help you do cool things like make a card float in mid-air (if any of you know Ryan and his awesome magic tricks, you know those have to be thrown in there somewhere)!

Then he talked about how Jedis wear the Jedi robe - believe it or not, in my first sewing experiment ever I actually made three of these - one for Ryan and two I figured the twins could wear and then could be passed around.  The craftsmanship would make any of my sewing friends die of embarrassment, but hey, the overall shape was there. After the robes, of course what does any worthwile Jedi have??  Light sabers of course. But oh, surprise, surprise. Just like every birthday party I've ever worked my tail off to throw for them, my very own kids are always the only ones who throw a fit and won't get into it!

Refusing the Jedi robe and light saber. Seriously?  Well, everyone else was stoked with their light sabers, although I didn't realize it would be so bright outside that you couldn't see how cool they looked all blue and lit up, but whatever, they didn't seem to care.  Everyone was taught how to activate their light sabers with a quick flick of the wrist and we were off on our training. Cash was a very dutiful student.

  

He taught them their training sequence - go for the right shoulder, left shoulder, duck, spin attack, right leg, left leg, and go for the head. It was great. Some were very serious.  And some were a little clueless. :)

But then suddenly Obi-Wan Kenobi felt a disturbance in the force...the music changed, and the kids were rushed over to the side... as DARTH VADER appeared.

Then to defeat him they each had to take a turn fighting Darth Vader using the training sequence they'd just learned (or not, in many cases. :)   Cash was brave enough to be the first one to fight.

Some were very brave:

  

Some seemed a little confused. :)

Some were a bit intimidated!

Some were GRUMPY!

  

And some just had total meltdowns.

But were finally somewhat coerced. :)

Some never did it, but truthfully when I was down at their level and looked up at Darth Vader I was like - ok, yeah, that could freak me out too if I was your size!  I was bummed you couldn't see his red lit up light saber, but then realized it was probably a good thing - that could have been even more intimidating!

Then Obi-Wan had to face off with Darth Vader. Seriously, check out the form.  :)

 

But then things went downhill...

And the younglings all had to come to the rescue.

The kids were all awarded certificates for completing their Jedi training and Phoenix and Ashton were presented with a double light saber.

Then we celebrated with cupcakes.

That magically seemed to fix everything.

But really, I can't think of a more perfect little boy party - adventure, a bit of adrenaline, light sabers, fighting, and an open field to run around and have light saber battles in after.

 

And thanks to our friend James who is such a dang good sport!  Seriously, watch out who you're friends with cause you may get friends who ask some pretty crazy favors!  This is the same guy that took a twin as a lap-rider on a cross-country flight for me (I chalk that up to the fact that he doesn't have kids - had he known what it was like he would have never said yes!), he's watched our kids while we've gone out of town, and he was the one a few weeks ago who watched our kids all day while Ryan was in conference and I had to run a garage sale for the young women, and then came back to the rescue that night when our babysitter went into labor.  He now can add Darth Vader to his list of credentials!

All in all it was a great birthday for my two crazy 4 year-olds!