tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46614909013355967462024-03-06T19:33:51.370-08:00Hello. My name is Mommy.Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.comBlogger150125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-85637502702406433622015-05-10T22:35:00.001-07:002015-05-10T22:35:44.758-07:00Happy Mother's Day!<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">To all the moms who instinctively start swaying whenever they're holding a child (any child), who can balance several plates at once in a busy buffet line, who know that certain cough and cup their hands under a vomiting child's mouth, who can command the back seat of a mini van or SUV with the adjustment of the mirror and a backseat arm sweep, who can pick out their child's voice, laugh or scream in a blind lineup but still turn when they hear "MOM!" in a crowded grocery or department store. </span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">To every mom who has cried and worried about their child going to school for the first time, going to their first 'drop-off' birthday party, sleepover, or field trip. </span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">To every mom who has kissed imaginary boo-boos, hugged a stuffed animal or made monkey faces at the zoo.</span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">To every mom who has sung Twinkle Twinkle Little Star every night at bedtime for two years, or read Go Dog Go 23 consecutive times or been a choo-choo train, airplane or garbage truck. </span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">To every mom who has spent entire meal times picking lettuce off tacos, peppers off pizza or onions out of onion rings; who has fed a child macaroni and cheese for lunch and dinner every day for three days straight.</span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">To every mom who has welcomed a sick child into their bed, adjusted their cold washcloth, taken their temperature every 30 minutes; who have fed popsicles at 2AM and put them in a cold bath at 4AM.</span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">To every mom who has cried when their child is hurt or sick or scared or sad or lonely and wished they could switch places. </span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">To every mom who has cheered for her child at baseball, soccer, swimming, gymnastics, track until her throat is sore; who is prouder than they are to see them compete, finish, beat a personal record or just try their absolute hardest.</span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">To every mom who loves her child unconditionally even after a tantrum, meltdown; even after they have broken your favorite vase or poured grape juice all over the couch or flushed your keys down the toilet.</span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">To every mom who can't wait for the get-out-of-school hug; who beams inside when their child grabs their hand for no reason; whose heart still melts when they hear "Mom, I love you" no matter what age their child is...</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-large;">Happy Mother's Day!</span></div>
Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-75258804353898818462014-09-11T17:28:00.001-07:002014-09-11T17:28:20.539-07:00Avalee: Starting a new chapter...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Well, the day finally arrived.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The first day of kindergarten.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Three years ago I took pictures of little
itty bitty you with your brother on his first day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I remember very clearly thinking; “I still
have three more years” yet somehow I blinked and my time was up.</div>
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Unlike your brother, you hold your emotions closer to the
vest.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You are hard to read, although
Mama knows when you are worried, nervous, unsure.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When I would ask you if your were excited or
even ready for school, you would change the subject or run off to play.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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Deep down I knew you would be ok (nobody drops out of
kindergarten, do they?) but I found myself more and more nervous as the months,
weeks and inevitable days grew closer.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Would you talk to your teacher?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Talking to adults is a big one for you (we’ve been ‘practicing’ by
having you ask for your own cookie in the bakery at the grocery store, ordering
your own food at a restaurant…).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Would
you make friends or just keep your head down all day?</div>
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You have always been reserved and slow to warm up to
people.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Mommy has tried to get you to
open up a bit and you have, but it’s obvious that you are a bit more
introverted (ok a lot) than your big brother.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
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But where you hold back socially is where you come alive physically.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You would much rather blaze across the monkey
bars, jump off, climb, kick and run than chit chat with your peers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In that sense you are fearless.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Such an interesting combination!</div>
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And, for the last three years, it’s been just the two if us
(during school hours anyway) and I have had the pleasure watching you grow and
change and progress.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But, still at one
point in the days leading up to your first day, I found myself panicking…</div>
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“Did I do enough?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
didn’t teach you a letter a week like I was going to.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We didn’t have daily themed crafts.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m sure I let you watch too much TV when I
should have been teaching you what a homonym was.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I found myself starting to tear up at how I
failed you and how your childhood was so different than your brothers.</div>
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After Z started school, I started volunteering in the
classroom which kept me away from you during part of the day once a week.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Then I joined the PTC committee which meant
being at the school even more and more time away.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And, did we need to go on all those playdates
or should I have just stayed home with you?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Then, there was you going off to play with your bestie who lives a
couple houses away.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You loved it, but
should I have been spending that time with you?</div>
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Then, it all came back to me...our adventure walks around the
neighborhood, picnics on the carpet in front of the fireplace, endless games of
Dora Candyland, Chutes and Ladders, dominoes and puzzles, baking goodies,
wrapping Christmas presents, berry picking with Grandma, canning tomatoes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><br />
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And, those playdates?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Well, that always meant special time with you
testing out the crafts we were presenting and pre-reading the books we would be
reading.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We even had our little
pre-playdate routine: I would be prepping crafts and you would set out the
plates, cups and napkins then wash off your table and move it into the other
room.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Something I took for granted then,
but thinking back, it was some of my favorite time with you.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><br />
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And, playing with your bestie was even something I wouldn’t
have traded, once I thought about it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Watching you two giggle while painting each other’s nails, the absolute
joy on the first day your brother’s (who are best friends as well) went off to
kindergarten and you got to have a tea party with no interruptions, watching
you ride your bikes down the sidewalk and color up the entire driveway and
sidewalk with your chalk creations.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
realize I wasn’t sacrificing time with you, but rather enjoying you in a
different way.</div>
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And, maybe you did watch more TV then your brother, but
snuggling with you on the couch and laughing at how silly Boots could be or
singing along to Yo Gabba Gabba is always something I’ll treasure.</div>
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Even the mundane things like trips to Target where we would
share popcorn and even naptime together which almost always started with
snuggles, Eskimo and butterfly kisses and our favorite game of “I love you more
than ___” are things I will miss.</div>
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You are my baby and I can hardly believe that you are
already off to school.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That someone else
gets all of you for even part of the day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>That I can’t see your face, watch you color hear you answer questions
and see your special smile that you reserve when you are totally happy.</div>
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But, you will be okay.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I know you will.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I think about
how you practically grew up in that school.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>You helped Mama use the die cut machine and stack papers for Z’s
teachers,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>make posters for the
jog-a-thon, stuffed envelopes, helped bag up books for the book fair, put out
bingo cards and helped give away prizes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>You’ve already gone to assemblies and been to classroom parties.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You have even had the decent advantage of
being a sibling at fun events like field day (which means not only do you have
your<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>run of the place while Mom works,
but there’s no limit on sno cones for you or a time limit on the bouncy slide…
and, when it’s all over and the kids have to go back to their classrooms, you’re
there gathering up the extra water balloons!).<br />
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In fact, you already know most of the teachers and staff.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You know every inch of that school and I know
for you, that will be a comfort.</div>
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I also know you will be ready to get down to business and
learn all you can every day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You are my
rule-follower, my responsible and helpful girl.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>You listen and do not only what’s needed but even more.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You help unload the dishwasher without me
asking, clean up and set the dining room table (again without asking) and put
the laundry in the dryer.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You are also
our resident caregiver; you make sure that Z doesn’t eat anything with red dye,
gets Mommy bandages when I cut myself making dinner and makes sure Daddy gets
enough to eat.</div>
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You are a lover of all types of creatures from potato bugs (just
tonight you were appalled that Daddy was going to squish a spider and instead convinced
him to take it outside) to your beloved kitty and go to great measure to love
and care for all.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Watching you with
animals, bugs and even snakes (I did have to stop you from kissing that garden
snake this summer!) makes me proud.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
can see you combining your love of animals with your fearless adventurer spirit
and do something just amazing with your life.</div>
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much I admire you.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You are so strong and
independent (even with your reservations interacting with people) and just <strong>so</strong>
fun to be with.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You are fire and ice,
but your spunk keeps things interesting!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I think about how much you are like your great-grandma (even looking
just like her!) even though you never met her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Your sometimes stubborn, ornery attitude just makes me chuckle and think
about how you must be channeling her sometimes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>You are so smart and quick and I am often amazed at how sharp your wit
is.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Your sarcastic quips just keep me
grinning!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Mostly, I find myself thinking
how lucky I am to get to be your mama!</div>
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And, finally <em>the</em> day arrived and you were ready.<br />
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right away.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You obliged us taking
bunches of pictures (your brother got in their first taking pics with his DSi)
even though you tried acting like you were above it all.<br />
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I could see you were nervous and your mask of bravado didn’t
fool me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But, you walked right in and
even marched a couple steps ahead to your classroom.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When we got into your classroom, it was a bit
chaotic but you didn’t seem to notice.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>You found your desk (next to one of your good friends!) and sat down to
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Again you tried to act above it all but I knew you needed some kisses and you didn’t stop me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I wanted to stay longer, to make a bigger deal but your demeanor said “I’m ok Mom; you can let go.” so I gave you a little hug, a wave and left you there.<br />
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Daddy and I walked that ever-familiar path back home and it
seemed so surreal that for the first time you weren’t with.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Thinking about how I will now be walking that
path back home every day by myself started up some tears.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Who will chase the birds, ask what the
gophers under our feet are doing right now (“Are they watching gopher TV, Mama?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Are they playing gopher Candyland?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Maybe they’re taking gopher bath with LOTS
of bubbles!”) or hold my hand when we cross the street?</div>
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Two and a half hours went by faster than I thought (maybe
because I’ve done it before?) but still I found myself walking a little faster
back to the school.</div>
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We arrived early for pick up.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In fact, many parents were there early.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I chatted with my friends (your friend’s
mamas) but as soon as we saw you guys marching out, all conversation stopped
and we all “oohed and aahed” over all of you.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>You were toward the end of a very long line and I felt my heart beat a
little faster when I didn’t see you right away.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Then, you came strolling out, head up high and lined right up against
the wall.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You raised your hand and
pointed to Daddy and your teacher sent you off.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>You let us hug and kiss you but again acted like it was all no big
deal.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I asked you some questions about
your day and was happy that you seemed to have a good day but having lunch was much more important (<em>you </em>got to pick <em>and</em> had both Mom and Dad)!<br />
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It wasn’t until
sometime during lunch that you really opened up.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You
told us all kinds of fun details about your day: your teacher gave you each…”you
know those little doughnut things Grandma used to get us…ohhh, doughnut holes!”
and yours had the MOST sprinkles, you finally learned what this ‘crisscross apple
sauce business your brother has been talking about and you got both music AND
library (you got to bang a drum in music class and made sure to look through
your book about silly gooses to make sure it was right for you before you
checked it out) and went down the slide “a lot” on recess.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You played with your friends, helped another
friend hang up her backpack (being tall is an advantage sometimes), and even
learned some new names.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But, most of all
you had FUN.</div>
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“So, do you think you’ll go back again tomorrow?” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I teased.</div>
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You gave me that look (<em>the</em> look) and came back with “Yea, I
think so.” ;o)<br />
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Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-69548753083581778682012-12-25T23:24:00.001-08:002012-12-25T23:32:30.566-08:00Merry Christmas!!!Just wanted to wish everyone out there a very Merry Christmas from our family to yours!<br />
Here is the letter we sent our with our Christmas cards this year; just a little update about all of us. :o)<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">We hope this last year has
been good to all of you.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">We had a fantastic 2012!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Zavion transitioned from
Kindergarten to First Grade, and is doing wonderful. He was recently
recommended into the TAG program and we are so proud of him! He has
kept busy throughout the year participating in t-ball, swimming,
cross country races and now basketball. When he's not doing all of
this, he's busy crafting his latest masterpiece, creating a new
culinary delight or putting on a play. He's our complex,
smartie-pants, guy-on-the-go!</span></div>
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</span>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Avalee has been quite busy
herself this year. She participated in swimming (moving up after
just one class!) and cross country races. She loves to learn and
this year has been all about discovery for her. She loves going to
'school' after seeing her big brother off each day, and is happy to
practice writing letters, drawing shapes or learning new words. She
also loves to read and can often be found with a book (or two or
five!) reading to herself. She's our little love-bug, always there
to flash her smile, give a hug or kiss or just make you feel better!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Colin and Peggy are busy
as usual! Colin continues to work for the State of Oregon as a
Systems Analyst and has done quite a bit of traveling promoting his
projects. He also coaches Zavion's Little League team as well as
serves on the League board.</span></div>
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</span>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Peggy is busy being Mom!
Between shuttling kiddos to and from activities to helping plan
events for the Little League and school, she is a mama-on-the-go.
She is also active in the school, both volunteering in the classroom
and serving on the board of the PTC.
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">This year was an
exceptionally wonderful year, because in addition to our usual
camping adventures, day-trips to the coast and trips to Eugene (GO
Ducks!) we also took a fabulous trip to California during the Summer!
Peggy's brother was married at Venice Beach and we packed up the
whole family (plus Grandma and Grandpa!) and drove to Cali. We all
had such a wonderful time! When we weren't helping with the wedding,
we were spending some time soaking up the sun at our resort in
gorgeous Palm Springs. We all came back very tanned and very
relaxed!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Overall, 2012 was a fun,
family-filled year and we look forward to what 2013 holds!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">~Peggy, Colin</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Zavion and Avalee~ </span></div>
Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-26656658947879299942012-11-14T17:09:00.000-08:002012-11-14T17:09:50.686-08:00To the Husbands...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Okay, guys...first off, let
me say you're in a safe place here. Really. Now, having said that,
let me tell you what you're doing wrong in the Christmas gift giving
department.</div>
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First off, I know you've
been programmed to believe that we, your wives, partners, mothers of
your children, etc, <i>need</i> jewelry, fancy chocolates, purses. I
know you can't turn on the radio or TV without being bombarded with
commercials for Zales or Jarrod. And, on top of that, you hear the
other guys in the office talking about the new pair of diamond
earrings they bought their wives. You're feelin' the pressure. I
get it. But, this feeling is your first mistake. We'll get to this
later.</div>
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last possible moment to go shopping. I know right now, you're
wondering why the heck your wife even sent you this to read. You're
wondering why I'm even talking about buying Christmas presents when
you have 40 days left of shopping. You're also wondering if I
included Christmas Eve in that and, yes I sure did. You're sitting
there thinking you have all the time in the world, and why would
anyone even think about buying Christmas gift until at least
mid-December. Well, wrong again fellas. Read on.</div>
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So, let's start addressing
these, we'll call them 'areas of concern.'</div>
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I know whenever you've
bought your wife jewelry, she's acted genuinely happy. Maybe she
even shed a tear or two. And, she probably was happy. But, guess
what? She probably would have been happier with the shiny new mixer,
vacuum cleaner or even (gasp) a GPS device. Again, I understand that
us wives are not supposed to want appliances or useful type things.
We're supposed to want to be taken care of and given things to look
pretty. But, that's just not reality. We would much rather have
that mixer to whip up some delicious chocolate mint brownies or
pumpkin whoopie pies or homemade pie crust than those earrings,
which, let's face it we'll wear exactly four times (our birthday,
anniversary, your boss' wedding and Christmas) throughout the year.
It's just not practical. And, a new vacuum would definitely be more
useful for getting us ready for our bookclub gals to come over.
Sure, that fancy box of chocolates is nice, but knowing that our
floor is free of any and all wayward Cheerios, leaving us to have a
worry-free evening of discussing Christian Grey and indulging in some
wine and brie makes that vacuum a winner in our book.</div>
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I know, you're probably
shaking your head in disbelief at me and you cannot believe what I'm
telling you. You think you are supposed to buy the jewelry and that
it's an insult to get us a new teapot or set of pots and pans, right.
Well, you've just been brainwashed all these years. See, guys, we
are practical. We need practical, we want practical. Our feelings
will not be hurt in the least and our pride will not take a hit to
get a something we can actually use.
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Now, I know there are some
women out there who do want the jewelry and would recoil in horror if you gave
them a new Cuisinart. But, chances are, if you're reading this, if
your wife sent you this, she's not that woman. Just give her the
Cusinart.</div>
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Now to address your second
folly. Guys, why do you wait until that last moment? It just cannot
be pleasant fighting all that traffic, fighting for a parking spot at
the mall and fighting your way through Sears for the last cashmere
sweater (oh, and you know how we tell you we have to exchange it
because it's the wrong size... Have you seen us wear it later? Nope,
because we were able to get a couple cable knit sweaters and a nice pair
of microfiber gloves with what you spent on one fancy sweater).</div>
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I have a better idea for
you. Shop earlier. No, I'm not just talking about starting in
November. I'm talking about starting in January. I'm going to wait
until you come back to consciousness. Are we good? Okay, now really,
you can do it. You are going to be able to get gifts easier, quicker
and for much less money. And, we love it when you save money. If
you tell us that you bought that vacuum with a big ol' rebate, we
<i>will </i>tear up. We will hug you. Most importantly we will brag about
you on Facebook (you may even get a status update dedicated to you).</div>
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So, how to you go about
this? Well, first of all, take notes. When your wife mentions
something she'd really like or something that would make her life
easier, remember that. It may seem silly to you but I guarantee if
you present her with a new Crockpot because she mentioned in July how
it would be nice to make homemade meals without turning the house
into an inferno, you will be her hero. Or, if you get her that
composter she' was ogling over in April, she will not forget. So,
make mental notes or literally jot things down (your phones have
excellent notepads just for that).</div>
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And, the great thing about
having a running list is that you might just be able to score that
perfect gift in, say, August at a screamin' deal. And, you might not
even have to leave your house. You could stay on the couch, beer in hand, TV inappropriately high in volume continuing to watch whatever sport is in season. Yep, that's right.</div>
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You know those couponing
blogs, websites and Facebook pages your wife follows. You can too.
Subscribe to the feeds, get the emails and check the Facebook posts.
You would be surprised at what kind of deals pop up all the time.</div>
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My husband missed out on a
cake pop maker for <i>three dollars</i> last year, because he was too prideful to buy
it after I'd mentioned seeing it on a blog. Don't let that happen to you. Just subscribe so she doesn't have to nag you.</div>
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Many of these sites are very
specific and will spell out precisely what you need to do to score a
great deal. Take advantage of these deals to buy early, save a bunch
and look like a rockstar. Think about how surprised your wife will
be when you report in October that you're done with your shopping.
You might even get to gloat if she hasn't finished hers yet. You
know you'd love to gloat.</div>
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And, here's a little extra
something. Maybe you don't even need to buy her a gift. Really.
Why not make buy her a gift card to her favorite restaurant. Better
yet, make her a whole date night package personalized by you. Set up
a baby sitter, make reservations for dinner and let her pick out the
movie of her choice. A night to eat with both hands, finish a
conversation and not have to wipe all the crumbs off the table
afterward would, I guarantee, bring a smile to her face. And, it
could be anything else she's into. Maybe she's always wanted to go
white water rafting, or zip lining or maybe she really wants to hit
the slopes. Go with what makes her happy and make it happen. A nice
note or handwritten letter will really take it to that extra level.</div>
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Also, we know you're not
crafty and that the idea of using a glue gun and sparkle paint makes
you queasy but do you know who would love to get in on that? The
kids. Don't forget about them. When we get gifts from the kiddos
that we know you've helped orchestrate, and especially if it's
something adorable and homemade, well, let's just say, we're putting
down that book. So, take the kids to one of those pottery studios
and let them paint something or take them into the craft store and
have them pick out some beads to make into a funky keychain. They'll
be happy, she'll be happy and you are once again the shining star in
this scenario.</div>
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So, that's it. See guys,
aren't you glad you read this? You still have time to listen, pay
attention and get your honey what she really wants. And, if you can
do it early and save a buck or two, well everyone wins, right? Good
luck, go forth and Merry Christmas!!
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Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-89348053345502526372012-07-01T10:32:00.000-07:002012-10-11T10:55:55.305-07:00School's Out For The Summer!<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br /></span>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Well, we did
it! We made it through Kindergarten!</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I know you're
thinking, 'Wait <i>you </i>weren't in Kindergarten!' but sometimes I felt
like I was in the trenches right there alongside my kiddo. Haha!</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Last week the
Kindergarten kids had a wonderful little program that they had been
working on for a couple months. It was just too adorable and so much
fun!</span> </span></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Always the performer, ha!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">You think he's a little bored? ;o)</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Family pic with our little Kindergarten grad!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Z with his two teachers</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> I have to say,
I am so proud of my big guy for all he accomplished in this school
year. While he went in already being able to read and write some, I
was amazed that he was reading entire books by the end of the school
year. Very cool! And, while we still have a journey ahead of us on
this one, he did learn some valuable lessons on time management and
staying on task.</span></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Z & his best bud, Samuel in the last day</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;">For me, one of
the biggest things I was proud of was the friendships he made and the
way he treated others in general. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I was especially proud of how he
was friend to all; it didn't matter if it was a girl or guy, the
quiet kid that didn't talk much or another crazy, loud kiddo (like
himself!). I saw so many other kiddos stick to their little groups
(completely understandable at that age and limited comfort level) but
Zavion just put himself out there to everyone. It really made my
heart smile!</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I also had to
think for myself at the end of the year; 'Did I accomplish what I
wanted?' I knew before I even had kids that I wanted to be involved
in school like my mom was with me and my siblings. I wasn't sure to
what extent and if I wanted to jump in there starting so early. But,
I decided to volunteer in the classroom weekly (thanks to Grandma for
taking my girly on those days!) and was so glad I did! Not only was
it a treat to get to see my boy in this new environment, but it also
gave me the opportunity to get to know his classmates and teachers.
But, really, I was just so excited to get to help all those wonderful
kiddos learn to read! I thought volunteering in the classroom meant
cutting things, filing, sharpening pencils (which I did as
well)...that kind of thing. I had no idea I would get to work with
all the kids one-on-one every week helping them learn their letters,
sounds and finally reading books. It was really something special
and I know I will always remember those little faces lighting up when
they realized they already knew that letter or word, or once they
finished a book. Priceless!</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I also had the
amazing pleasure of getting to help with each and every classroom
party and go on all the fieldtrips. It was so much fun helping kids
pick out pumpkins, reading Valentine's to them and even running a
'station' on field day.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;">My hubby and I
also had the opportunity to go to the Parent Teacher Conference
meetings, and it was from that that I ended up as the new Volunteer
Coordinator. I hadn't expected or planned on getting quite that
involved so early in my kiddo's schooling, but with an empty position
and nobody scrambling to fill it, I stepped in. I admit, I am a
little nervous but excited too. </span></span>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;">So, now Summer
looms close and first grade is on the distant horizon. I know the
next school year will be full of lots of wonderful things and looking
forward to all the wonderful possibilities it holds! :o)</span></span></div>
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Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-36587477475885301612012-01-23T09:40:00.000-08:002012-11-16T20:42:15.875-08:00Happy Natl Pie Day!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWaev1Ad48iGyhaqmsIp0xEjxI7-EcIbD_bmip0IA6xno4BRkgkHOew1iJW6PsqbBnhNaJNRVTsX6sGB-oIP4GFTkEVnu9eKGS0GkHPa2SaKOgfyMIQdWGbisi3LNCRhNoqXzmmS5vmQdQ/s1600/Classic_Apple_Pie.ashx.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700964830929165426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWaev1Ad48iGyhaqmsIp0xEjxI7-EcIbD_bmip0IA6xno4BRkgkHOew1iJW6PsqbBnhNaJNRVTsX6sGB-oIP4GFTkEVnu9eKGS0GkHPa2SaKOgfyMIQdWGbisi3LNCRhNoqXzmmS5vmQdQ/s400/Classic_Apple_Pie.ashx.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 380px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 380px;" /></a><br />
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So, I really didn't intend to do another 'holiday' so quickly, but it really gives me an excuse to share some of my fun pie creations with all of you. Yay! And, again, I <i>just </i>found out it was Natl Pie Day this morning (and on my dad's birthday too...Happy Birthday Dad!) but that won't stop me from throwing something together for you all!<br />
I myself am not a big pie eater (was that gasping I heard?) but my brother is a pie fiend. Like, he prefers pie to birthday cake. Crazy, I think, but hey, it's his party. I've been wanting to gift him pie for his birthday for awhile now, but being as his lives in another state and gifts have to be sent, that just didn't seem very practical. Then, last year, I discovered Our Best Bites (truly one of my favorite food sites!) and their amazing pies-in-a-jar. Aha...that was it! I just knew it! So, for his birthday this year, I whipped these bad boys up.<br />
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Cute, right?!<br />
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These are SO easy, people.<br />
1) Dough up the inside of your jar. Use your favorite pie crust or just be lazy like me and buy the prepared crusts. Pull off chunks of dough and press them on the bottom of the jar and along the sides. If you want a topper, use the seal part of your lid to cut out a circle from the dough.<br />
2) Make your pie filling. Use prepared pie filling or just make your own! Very easy!<br />
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<i>Here is a basic pie recipe (about 1/2C per jar):<br />2 C prepared fruit (pitted, diced, peeled, etc.)<br />2 T sugar- brown or white (use more or less depending on sweetness of fruit)<br />2 T flour-(again, more if your fruit is super juicy like cherries, less if it’s pretty dry)<br />1 T butter (divided between the pies to go on top of the pies)<br />Seasonings/flavorings- cinnamon, nutmeg, vanilla and almond extract, citrus zest etc</i>)<br />
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3) Fill it up. Add about ½ C filling per jar. Add your topper (cut a couple<br />
vent holes) & crimp it down, or make a basic crumb topping to go on top instead.<br />
Now you can freeze them, bake them or just give them away!<br />
For the pies I sent to my brother, I baked them ahead of time (I didn't want pie<br />
filling sloshing around and didn't want them to partially thaw on the way there).<br />
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4)Bake at 375 for about 45 min. From frozen, bake about 50-60 min.<br />
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I made blueberry (from our blueberries we picked during Summer!), apple and pumpkin (I just followed basic pumpkin pie recipe and directions, since it's a little different than other pies).<br />
For the blueberry, I made a lattice pie crust, which I think turned out really cute.<br />
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The apple pie, I topped with a crumb topping, yum!<br />
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The pumpkin, I obviously just left alone (and this one won't need the pat of butter on top, either).<br />
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These were so much fun to make and so easy, that I decided they would make fun Christmas gifts for my son's Kindergarten teachers! He helped me make each of them an apple pie (what's more appropriate for a teacher right?) then we added some cute labels and put each one into a little gift bag. They were so impressed (one teacher had to be convinced it wasn't a candle, haha) and excited. Now, for those, I just gave them un-cooked and un-frozen and left it up to them to decide what they wanted to do. I also made a couple up for my grandma for Christmas, but froze those first. She received, blueberry, blackberry and apple.<br />
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Another fun pie idea that I did last year on Pi Day (yep, house full of geeks here, hehe) is to make pie pops!<br />
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I didn't follow any specific recipe here; just cut the pie crusts with my 3” circle cookie cutter, added about 1T pie filling (careful not to overdo it or these guys will get messy fast!) pressed a lollipop stick into the dough, then put another circle on top and crimped it down. I brushed some melted butter on, then sprinkled some sugar and voila, pie pops! After they cooled down, we added a dollop of whipped cream and they were ready!<br />
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These were a big hit with the family!<br />
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And, these little cuties came courtesy of a friend's borrowed pie maker (and,<br />
now I have my own...thanks Mom!).<br />
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Since my daughter’s birthday party was horse themed, I thought mini pies would go along perfectly with the kind of rustic-ness of it. I decided to just swap out pies for cupcakes and loved the outcome! </div>
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And, for a regular ol' pie, this is my absolute most favorite; Chocolate Peanut Butter Pie.<br />
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I make this every year for Thanksgiving and try to find any excuse to make other times of the year too. It is so rich and gooey; the perfect pie in my eyes! :)<br />
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<b>Chocolate Peanut Butter Pie</b><br />
Ingredients<br />
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20 milk chocolate candy kisses, unwrapped<br />
2 tablespoons heavy whipping cream<br />
1/2 cup creamy peanut butter<br />
1 (5 ounce) package instant vanilla pudding mix<br />
1 3/4 cups milk<br />
1 (9 inch) pie shell, baked (I use the ready-made chocolate cookie pie crust)<br />
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Directions<br />
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Melt the chocolate with the whipping cream. Stir until smooth, and spread evenly over the bottom of the pie shell. Refrigerate until ready to fill; chocolate should be firm before filling.<br />
Put the dry pudding mix and peanut butter in a heavy saucepan. Over low heat, gradually stir in the milk using a wire whisk. Stir constantly until mixture thickens and comes to a boil. Cool for 15 minutes, stirring often. Pour peanut butter filling into crust. Chill several hours.<br />
Top with whipped topping and garnish with chopped peanuts, Hershey's Kisses, Peanut Butter Cups or Reeses, if desired.<br />
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And, here are a few of my favorite pie recipes I've seen around...<br />
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This brownie pie looks so yummy!<br />
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And, how about this Grownup Pumpkin Pie Milkshake. Yes, one here, please!<br />
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Check out these mini S'mores pies! These would be so much fun for a Summertime treat, or even a fun dessert for indoor camping night (we have these every so often and they are quite popular for the kiddos-not so much the adults with bad backs though, hehe).<br />
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And, last but not least; these lattice pie cookies makes my heart go pitter pat! They are incredibly adorable and pretty simple. What a 'wow' factor they would be for a fun girls day!<br />
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<b><br />So, how are you celebrating Pie Day? :)</b> </div>
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Popcorn Day!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtjWHFgQoDCYCfZV6h2lLUruSIgeBgz3rUa8nwQ4L1f-iGgV318-5XWutbxewhRYVo_K62pqQEcRIpPLe1mVOuw6NFXbrQ6cc1E1aosgBc2MSLZvfgQAdFnmesPPoDdJqAyUUn5im6HIz8/s1600/popcorn.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtjWHFgQoDCYCfZV6h2lLUruSIgeBgz3rUa8nwQ4L1f-iGgV318-5XWutbxewhRYVo_K62pqQEcRIpPLe1mVOuw6NFXbrQ6cc1E1aosgBc2MSLZvfgQAdFnmesPPoDdJqAyUUn5im6HIz8/s400/popcorn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699447817031929026" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">Okay, I really just discovered it was Natl Popcorn Day about ten minutes ago on Facebook, haha. But, that doesn’t mean there isn't time to celebrate it still!</span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="CENTER"> </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">And, who doesn't love popcorn?! Popcorn is awesome; it's buttery, salty, fluffy. It's the perfect movie food, of course, but also great for kids snacks, and even parties.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">I made these fun cones for my son's 5<sup>th</sup> birthday party; it was a monster theme so I used monster scrapbook paper then filled with green-tinted caramel corn. Yum and fun!</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJC37F8z-nsFEypbuioQuvbfYUspMlgdEFzKwU6cvtPPztS4iLV7WbL8f5WGr3uMhbHZK1XuswMXqrcVgToD4RzZ_UZ_0jLRReZ9NXu71X7wgwjgiatv7sIdBK_BuCqwjsfXhAja8gKqpp/s1600/Monster+caramel+corn.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJC37F8z-nsFEypbuioQuvbfYUspMlgdEFzKwU6cvtPPztS4iLV7WbL8f5WGr3uMhbHZK1XuswMXqrcVgToD4RzZ_UZ_0jLRReZ9NXu71X7wgwjgiatv7sIdBK_BuCqwjsfXhAja8gKqpp/s400/Monster+caramel+corn.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699447820882079378" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">My mom made these adorable mini popcorn ball pops for my daughter's last birthday!<!--</font--></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgASvPlk8OI9ylnA0MB5qZ5P8lP-TXCiQAjxUYP7kQgSSN5jrpHyCUbhHZ9Bn2R8J25BFOVTXMlS1rysxeODN1V77Xs4f2EeTm4vv8ZOjt6dj7-Sq88ZkZW1wBbREEvI_DlBS7cUdlI7c8U/s1600/popcorn+balls.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgASvPlk8OI9ylnA0MB5qZ5P8lP-TXCiQAjxUYP7kQgSSN5jrpHyCUbhHZ9Bn2R8J25BFOVTXMlS1rysxeODN1V77Xs4f2EeTm4vv8ZOjt6dj7-Sq88ZkZW1wBbREEvI_DlBS7cUdlI7c8U/s400/popcorn+balls.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699447820897540610" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">Of course, a personal favorite of ours is to grab a bag while we're shopping at Target. No better bribe to get your kiddos to behave than the promise of Target popcorn, hehe!</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">In honor of Natl Popcorn Day, I thought I'd share some of the amazing popcorn recipes I've seen on Pinterest and my all-time favorite, personal caramel corn recipe.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="LEFT">Check out this amazing white-chocolate popcorn recipe for a baby shower!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp-dWcVXzF6rbNxRm6s9RpgX-rR5av7SznRrSoirpcGpmoCJi269YEELEU-tGq16S6n6Z15-I5Ni2N_MaNcVDkyh3iKgI8pQI6CPFRD5RsOOE5HDr5S_R-iODeg75k7Ve_m_BY9gkyP2-J/s1600/white+chcocoltae+popcorn.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp-dWcVXzF6rbNxRm6s9RpgX-rR5av7SznRrSoirpcGpmoCJi269YEELEU-tGq16S6n6Z15-I5Ni2N_MaNcVDkyh3iKgI8pQI6CPFRD5RsOOE5HDr5S_R-iODeg75k7Ve_m_BY9gkyP2-J/s400/white+chcocoltae+popcorn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699450748140505730" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=%22http://scissorsandspatulas.com/2011/04/shes-ready-to-pop.html%22%3ESource%3C/a%3E">Source</a><br /><br /><br /><br />And how about this amazing popcorn cake. Yes, I said <span style="font-style: italic;">cake</span>! How great would this be foe that popcorn lover?!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDNb0YQMsunAUGwfBrlg0J9MmPLGD6_-BtUiZggNHACj1GbyEGcGphEcJD4q0FnB_KGQel6deQBOpHcrA1UWRFV1uaW4glcEkWxWthSrI6MpTtxE5Af5XVyXLP0k93zy4PXgLtbzNDfm9s/s1600/popcorncake5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDNb0YQMsunAUGwfBrlg0J9MmPLGD6_-BtUiZggNHACj1GbyEGcGphEcJD4q0FnB_KGQel6deQBOpHcrA1UWRFV1uaW4glcEkWxWthSrI6MpTtxE5Af5XVyXLP0k93zy4PXgLtbzNDfm9s/s400/popcorncake5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699450743674566978" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=%22http://cookiesandcups.com/popcorn-cake/%22%3ESource%3C/a%3E">Source</a><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="LEFT"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT">This white chocolate peppermint popcorn from Our Best Bites is amazing! I actually made some myself for Christmas presents, and it was very well received. :0)</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn_DMEDfUmo1L386K4xcocb6v-I9PcT6atuoYNfiuIDSX6OngmMLZ5ex5gwN1FWXE6kp_DgXCofHsbvjFHnmgzhe3f32oWDzdpxVAgfXT_2Ikv9ChoF2mb0C7Xh1PqPSQ09IY-73v_UpDe/s1600/peppermint+pop+horiz.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn_DMEDfUmo1L386K4xcocb6v-I9PcT6atuoYNfiuIDSX6OngmMLZ5ex5gwN1FWXE6kp_DgXCofHsbvjFHnmgzhe3f32oWDzdpxVAgfXT_2Ikv9ChoF2mb0C7Xh1PqPSQ09IY-73v_UpDe/s400/peppermint+pop+horiz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699449638579936514" border="0" /></a></span></p> <div id="body" dir="LTR"> <div id="preview" dir="LTR"> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=%22http://www.ourbestbites.com/2008/12/peppermint-bark-popcorn/%22%3ESource%3C/a%3E">Source</a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Instead of boring ol' cupcakes at your next party, try these adorable popcorn cupcakes!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJKWSQ-1SF_LQjsJqBWzYm0lsGfLVybzViOExwo1Tu0ZSGFZ82E048ZU8Kh34v0ptWcS7fq2lBg9__FNhEV7FWAy9s7GJisrsBPueOJ1WHf4KzjMAwZmHyLvjPTsdZdIUEOKUjGgwuJGTv/s1600/How-to-Make-Popcorn-Cupcakes.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJKWSQ-1SF_LQjsJqBWzYm0lsGfLVybzViOExwo1Tu0ZSGFZ82E048ZU8Kh34v0ptWcS7fq2lBg9__FNhEV7FWAy9s7GJisrsBPueOJ1WHf4KzjMAwZmHyLvjPTsdZdIUEOKUjGgwuJGTv/s400/How-to-Make-Popcorn-Cupcakes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699449629969591170" border="0" /><span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"><span onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);" class=" down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link"><img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Link" class="gl_link" border="0" /></span></span></a><a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=%22http://www.thepartyanimal-blog.org/popcorn-cupcakes/%22%3ESource%3C/a%3E">Source</a><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in">And, this one is mine. My take on Harry and David's Moose Munch.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGCyaOaYjRCwwVnGC6LRN6PnrAnFEWcLlqXD6oIjAEmYKdcyYPoXcDNmGzQxdhgAqYVKhnFwzNjjj40v3sxcDkf-ovQseXc554Jsg7ZTjvea-qR59CcNiJ_VlAbwCN607ODN6D0yd7T3Wa/s1600/moose+munch.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGCyaOaYjRCwwVnGC6LRN6PnrAnFEWcLlqXD6oIjAEmYKdcyYPoXcDNmGzQxdhgAqYVKhnFwzNjjj40v3sxcDkf-ovQseXc554Jsg7ZTjvea-qR59CcNiJ_VlAbwCN607ODN6D0yd7T3Wa/s400/moose+munch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699449630244903522" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></p> <div id="previewbody" dir="LTR"> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in">I use my basic caramel corn recipe, which produces THE best caramel corn ever, and spruce it up a little.<br /><br /><b>Caramel Corn<br /></b><br />Ingredients<br /><br />7 quarts plain popped popcorn (about two 3.5oz bags of microwave popcorn)<br />2 cups dry roasted peanuts (optional)<br />2 cups brown sugar<br />1/2 cup light corn syrup<br />1 teaspoon salt<br />1 cup margarine<br />1/2 teaspoon baking soda<br />1 teaspoon vanilla extract<br /><br />Directions<br /><br />1) Place the popped popcorn into two shallow greased baking pans (I use my turkey roaster pan). Add the peanuts to the popped corn if using. Set aside.<br />2) Preheat the oven to 250 degrees F (120 degrees C). Combine the brown sugar, corn syrup, margarine and salt in a saucepan. Bring to a boil over medium heat, stirring enough to blend. Once the mixture begins to boil, boil for 5 minutes while stirring constantly.<br />3) Remove from the heat, and stir in the baking soda and vanilla. The mixture will be light and foamy. Immediately pour over the popcorn in the pans, and stir to coat. Don't worry too much at this point about getting all of the corn coated.<br />4) Bake for 1 hour, removing the pans, and giving them each a good stir every 15 minutes (use a long wooden spoon). Line the counter top with waxed paper. Dump the corn out onto the waxed paper and separate the pieces. Allow to cool completely, then store in airtight containers or resealable bags.<br /><br />To make it into Moose Munch, just separate out some popcorn (use the big clumps) and dip in melted chocolate. Do the same with peanuts, then mix both in with the caramel corn. Voila...instant Moose Munch! Yum!<br /><br />I hope <span style="font-style: italic;"> you </span>enjoy Natl Popcorn Day!! :o)</p> </div> </div> </div> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><br /></p> </span>Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-36273482589849407342011-12-27T21:44:00.000-08:002014-09-11T20:39:53.827-07:00Horsie Party. 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As I said in my previous post, my little girl was just so excited about her horsie party, I just knew I couldn't let her down! As with all my parties, the planning process starts very early. With her birthday party this year, the theme was probably changed more than I have for any other party. I was definitely set on a candy theme then changed it to a 'Sugar Plum Fairy' theme but nothing just seemed right. Finally I realized what it was. I wasn't taking Avalee into consideration; I was just doing the party I wanted. I hadn't really run into this as much with Zavion's parties, and I don't know why I was having such a hard tome with hers. I decided I needed to ask her what she really wanted. Now, I know you are laughing right now. Ask a two year old what they want for a birthday party?? You must be crazy! But, you will find that kids, even that young, have a strong opinion of what they want. And, sure enough, I no sooner asked her than she blurted out, “I want a horsie party!”<br />
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See, my little lady has loved horses every since I cam remember. We have two horses that live at the end of the street, and she practically adopted them as her own.<br />
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And, then there was getting to ride a horsie at her cousin's birthday party that I think really sealed the deal for her. ;)<br />
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So, a horsie party it was. One of the first things I do with any party, is research. I love immersing myself in everything related to my theme and just letting ideas, big and tiny, come to me. When I looked up horse/pony parties I found most had to do with farm, cowgirl or farm animals. They all had a very country feel to them, which is just not us at all. I knew I wanted something a little more modern, a little more glam.<br />
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I started out with the invitations. I saw <a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/79888808/chalkboard-photo-prop-kids-birthday?ref=cat1_gallery_23">this </a>adorable idea on Pinterest months ago and when the theme was picked, knew it would fit perfectly!<br />
I bought a piece of wood from Michaels (the same one used <a href="http://turnerfamilyx4.blogspot.com/2011/09/zavion-my-big-kindergartner.html">here </a>for Zavion's Kindergarten photos) and painted it with chalkboard paint. Avalee and I raided her wardrobe and came up with the cutest outfit which she added lots of jewelry too to make it even cuter! Then I brought in the big guns...my mom's old rocking horse! This horse was made for my mom by her grandfather (my great-grandfather, Avalee's great-great...you get the point) and has been passed down the line of kids. I have very fond memories of just rocking away on that horse when I was a kid. Avalee already loves it, so was very willing to hop on and give me a little photo shoot. She did amazing (seriously, any agencies want to sign my kid??) and the photos turned out awesome. I picked my favorite (hard to do!) and printed them off then added the party info to the back.<br />
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I also used one for an electronic invite for all our friends on Facebook (big money-saver there; fewer invites to print, fewer envelopes, stamps).<br />
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For the planning stage, I set up my usual list:<br />
Decorations<br />
Food<br />
Activities/games<br />
Supplies<br />
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One of the first things I do when thinking of decorations, is to assign a color scheme. Even though I always have a theme, I find it really helps solidify things if you have colors picked out. I think it also helps get everything organized; once I pick my colors, I can go to the craft store and buy the appropriate shades/patterns of paper (or in the case of this party, I was able to just raid my growing collection of scrapbook papers, leaving me to only have to buy a few sheets of paper!). For this party, I decided on a purple (Avalee's favorite color) and brown/black color scheme. I wanted it to look girly, but also modern and simple.<br />
And,obviously, the decorations would consist largely of horses. I decided I really wanted a garland of just horses to go in front of the mantle. Using my Cricut, I cut out horse after horse and spent hours assembling. As I was working on the garland, inspiration struck and I thought it might look really cute to add tutus on some of the horses. Using my cache of tulle, I just cut tiny pieces and stuck them on the back ends of the horses, using glue dots (a must-have for any crafter!). I tried to tuck some under others, so they fluffed up a bit and when I was done I cut some more strips in them. I loved the way they turned out but didn't love the time-consuming aspect so decided to just alternate them on the horses, adding them only to the black horses.<br />
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They ended up turning out very adorable and got a huge nod of approval from my soon-to-be-three year old (who actually 'helped' with a couple)!<br />
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For the birthday banner, I knew I was going to use some fabulous paper I had found at Michaels. It was purple wood grain and couldn't have been a more perfect fit for the theme. I was trying to figure out what I would do with it, when I had another moment of inspiration. I had been working on a Thanksgiving banner, using a free printable from this site. I had fallen in love with the shape of the banner, but unfortunately my printer ran out of ink about halfway through printing. I never got my cartridge replaced, so was left with the pieces of the banner I had already cut out, on brown textured cardstock. Just for fun, I put the purple paper on top of the other piece and instant magic! The banner had this inside border that I knew I could use to layer the purple on top of. I just printed out more of what I needed, cut them out and using a piece of vellum, I traced the inside border then cut that out and used it to cut all my purple paper. I know, it sounds like a lot of work but since I already had about a quarter of the banner cut out, it wasn't too bad. For the letter, I just used some purple sparkly paper I already had and let my Cricut do all the work there for me. I added some glue dots to everything, assembled, strung it up on jute (another must have crafting item!) and done. I also cut out a couple of big horses, the same as the garland, in the same purple and had them on each side of the banner.<br />
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I loved how it turned out and I think it is my favorite birthday banner of all time, so far. :)<br />
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Another element I knew I really wanted to incorporate into the party décor was hay. It was one of the few rustic elements I used, but even glam horses need hay, right? ;) I saw some large bales of straw at Michaels before Halloween and decided to patiently wait for them to go on clearance. In the meantime, I found some of the smaller bales of straw in the floral department I just knew I had to have! I got the next size down the the big guy to use on the mantle and the next size down from those to use on the food table (more on that later). I put the medium straw bale in the middle of the mantle and decided to add some pictures around it. I raided Avalee's room (remember, sometimes this is the best way to find decorations...look before buying!) and found the prefect purple frame. A trip to Walmart garnered me two more frames; the perfect complimentary brown and under $2 each. Then, a quick search and I found a few of my favorite Avalee photos and sent them off to Costco (another quick and easy decoration; photos, photos, photos! They're cheap, easy and very personal!). I played around with the arrangement a bit, and decided to add my most fave pic on top of the straw bale. I used the purple frame for this and the brown frames next to the bale, to offset a bit. I thought it would be cute to use the chalkboard I used for the invitations, and it fit perfectly against the straw bale. Next to those I added a couple horses that my little sister handed down to Avalee (again...totally free!).<br />
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I knew I wanted something else, so searched my house and found my stash of couple mason jars (the kids have been chowing their way through our homemade pickles!). I decided those would be cute on each end of the mantle with some flowers. Trader Joes had some beautiful bouquets with purple flowers for only $3.99, so I was set on that. I then added some submersible lights and some water beads (I picked out all the purple ones from a bunch Zavion got for his birthday) and a big 'A' to one and '3' to another (cut out with my Cricut and backed with a cereal box for support, haha).<br />
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Underneath the horse garland, across the front of the mantle, I added a banner using pictures from Avalee's invitation photo shoot. This was one of those last-minute additions (and I was literally throwing it together at about 1AM the day of the party) but it came together pretty quickly and easily.<br />
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My hubby and I brainstormed (and by that, I mean he talked me down from my big, no-way-it's-gonna-get-done idea, hehe) for something to go above the mantle and decided on this.<br />
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I was going to put the entire horse verse, but my hubby convinced me this was not very sensible. He sometimes has a point (he won't read this, so don't anybody go telling him I almost said he was right). This ended up being a very quick and easy decoration, and again, since I used what I had, free. I covered the frame in the kids' craft paper then cut out the letters on the Cricut and glued them on. As Zavion would say, “Easy peasey lemon squeezy.” ;)<br />
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In my entry ways, I added some simple balloons in the party colors (purple and brown polka dotted). I already have hooks up there (just the 3M type, but they were added for a party years ago and when we repainted, I just painted over them, so you can't even really see them anymore) so it was quick and easy.<br />
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For my door sign (you may remember this from other posts, but I always put up a 'welcome' sign on the door. I think it's something nice for the guests and sets an expectation for the party), I used the Cricut to cut out a barn then added the wording to the top. I had plans to have a little picture of Avalee peeking out from the barn window but didn't get around to it.<br />
I just noticed I have no pictures of the door sign...oops! I really need to hire a photographer for my parties!<br />
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For my food table, I again incorporated some things I already had. I used a toy barn and horse stables that used to be Zavion's and a few more horses. The small bales of straw were used to hold mini popcorn balls on a stick (thanks, Mom for making those!). I wrapped a strip of tulle around each one to give it more of that glam feel. On each end of the table I hung some latex balloons and one adorable mylar balloon. I love the look and ease of balloons! In this case, I found some adorable latex balloons that had horses printed on them. They were even the perfect color (not really any pictures of those either. Darn...where was my photographer??).<br />
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For the food, I made mini macaroni and cheese bites (found <a href="http://www.macaroniandcheesecake.com/2009/09/macaroni-cheese-bites.html">these </a>on Pinterest and they were a huge hit!), a veggie tray and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches (I used my Pampered Chef sandwich sealer to cut them). We also had the mini popcorn balls.<br />
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And instead of cupcakes I made mini pies (big, big thanks to my friend Brittanie at <a href="http://cupcakeskissesncrumbs.blogspot.com/">Cupcakes Kisses 'n' Crumbs</a> for loaning me her pie-maker!)!<br />
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I also added this sign next to the pies. I made it in about 10 seconds on a site that lets you generate your own 'Keep Calm...' signs. Made it, saved it and sent it onto Costco with the other party pics. I loved how it looked and it added a nice bit of whimsy.<br />
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The birthday cake was a one-of-a-kind creation by your truly, hehe. Now, I will say I can bake pretty well and can make pretty things, but when it comes to cake decorating it's always a big fail! This time however, I was pretty proud of myself. I used more pieces of that farm set, including a horse (actually her favorite one that has a permanent home on her dresser), fence and food trough. I added some actual oats to the trough (which I think all of one person noticed, but it made me happy) and a couple little hay bales in front of the fence.<br />
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Since the toys took of most of the cake, I decided to make a cake banner (which, really, is one of my new favorite ways to jazz up a cake) by cutting diamond pieces (using that same purple woodgrain paper) and adding some purple sparkly letters (Halloween clearance at Michaels!) and stringing it on more jute.<br />
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It was supposed to say 'Happy Birthday Avalee' but I ran out of room for her name, haha.<br />
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When Avalee first said she wanted a horsie party, the first party activity I thought of was a old fashioned hay hunt. I used to love hunting for pennies in the hay at our town's annual festival, and it seemed like the perfect activity. However, it seemed like a daunting task to bring hay inside (December in Oregon=no outside activities). Then, it occurred to me that we could use the kids' sandbox! I bought a bunch of those larger bales of straw (they ended up going on clearance for $2! Let's just say we ended up with much more than we needed, haha!) and dumped it in in the sandbox that was set up in the living room. I added some mini horse toys and lots of pennies.<br />
The kids went in a couple at a time, according to age, to hunt for their treasures. It was pretty fun and cute to watch them digging around!<br />
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The birthday girl and her bff went in first...<br />
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It became a kind of free-for-all!<br />
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I'm not sure I'll get any of the moms to bring back their kiddos to the next party though, after they ended up taking home a bunch of straw!<br />
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And, I always try to include at least one craft activity so the kids can take hone something with them. I decided on hobby horses for this one.<br />
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I knew it would have to be something simple, for all the various aged kids. I used a template of a horse head (just Googled it) and traced it (over and over!) onto white cardstock then cut them out. I also gathered up a bunch of cardboard wrapping tubes (thanks to everyone who donated!) for the stick part of the horse. I gave the kids crayons, stickers, jewels ad yarn (for the manes) to decorate their horsies. When they finished, we (adults) stapled the heads to the tubes.<br />
They turned out great and the kids seemed to really enjoy making them!<br />
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The party girl with her finished hobby horse.<br />
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I also had some horse masks the kids could color and decorate, but I think only one kid actually did (the hobby horses took up a lot of time), lol.<br />
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I went very light on party favors, since the kids were already taking home their horses and the prizes they found from the hay hunt. I made up some trail mix (hit up the bulk section of my grocery store for all the ingredients and put it together myself), put about a cup each in cellophane bags and tied it with a ribbon.<br />
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And, there you have it! I think this was one of the least expensive parties I have thrown (I don't have any exact figures, but definitely under $100, maybe close to $50) but I didn't have to sacrifice anything.<br />
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Again, here are some of my party-planning money-saving tips:<br />
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Use what you have! You might be surprised at what you have laying around that would be perfect for your party. If you are a scrapbooker or crafter, you may have all the paper, stickers, glue, etc you need. You really can save a ton by simply checking your supplies first!<br />
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Decorate simply! You don't have to spend a fortune to make your party look nice. One of my favorite decorations are pictures. Pick out some faves and send them to your favorite printer (I like Costco, because they're cheap and fast) And, I guarantee everyone loves looking at pictures of the party gal or guy! Use two, 20 or 200; make them into a banner, put them in frames, make some posters. Be creative!<br />
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Make your own! You don't have to spend a fortune at the party store (do you know what I bought at the party store? The balloons and some clearance napkins. That's it.) buying all kids of decorations. Get out your scissors, tape and paper and make your own. Even if you don't have a Cricut, you can still make some great stuff (but, maybe check around, because you might have a friend who does have a Cricut you can borrow or even trade services!) by hand or using your computer. Raid your kids' coloring books and reading books for pictures you can use. The decorations are so much more personal when they're done with love, by hand. And, of course cheaper!<br />
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Do it at home! It really is so much cheaper to host a party in your own home. Renting a place is expensive, plus you usually have to add food into that too (pizza, etc). You can also control everything much better in your own environment. If you can have it at home, do it!<br />
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And, finally a word to those people who scoff at my attention to detail when it comes to planning my kids' parties. People will often hint, or downright say, that I'm going overboard. They say it's silly to plan parties like this for kids because they can't remember them later or that they really couldn't care less. To them I say, look at my girl.<br />
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She is happy. That's it. It's all that matters to me.<br />
I don't spend a fortune on my parties, and in fact, I've just shown how you can save money. I do put a lot of time into them, but I also put a lot of love too. It's personal to me and I consider my kids in every aspect of my planning (from how may people to invite so they don't get overwhelmed to food appropriate to eat for them and their similar-aged friends).<br />
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Will she remember her 3rd horsie party in five, ten, 25 years? Probably not. But, she can look back on those pictures and say, “Wow, I looked really happy. I looked like I was having fun.” And, I'll tell her, “You were. You did.” :)<br />
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Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-89861493692766550932011-12-23T23:57:00.000-08:002012-01-08T11:43:01.366-08:00Avalee Turns Three!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix1biBC_a49RmFMvkmbfno7F_pFSCAnUua8klwJCgtLlLkPRqukGdmlFI0sj9juz5TQPpNzdIORyvBRIK5a8JF_-q2cXU-uznleTIFk9x-NvmK-8HRMh-bx4MOXSuLSRIRBRGBaBOxl-Zb/s1600/004.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix1biBC_a49RmFMvkmbfno7F_pFSCAnUua8klwJCgtLlLkPRqukGdmlFI0sj9juz5TQPpNzdIORyvBRIK5a8JF_-q2cXU-uznleTIFk9x-NvmK-8HRMh-bx4MOXSuLSRIRBRGBaBOxl-Zb/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693576045214074642" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">It's hard for me to believe, but my baby girl is now three. For some reason, three seems like that age where they're really growing up; they're definitely not a baby anymore and are moving past toddlerhood. And, I'm not sure why, but this birthday seemed to just sneak up on me too. Maybe it's because she <span style="font-style: italic;">is </span>my baby or because I know she is our last, but suddenly there I was faced with the fact that my Avalee was now a little girl.</span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">Of course, to top it all off, she has really changed a <span style="font-style: italic;">lot </span>recently and definitely seems to be much older now. She has always been so well spoken with a huge vocabulary (just like her big brother) to go along with it. But, now she's just talking <span style="font-style: italic;">all the time</span> and about everything. It's amazing to hear the sentences she strings together. She is also singing up a storm, which again has been something she's always done, but now it's <span style="font-style: italic;">actual </span>songs, hehe. I almost can't believe she's the same Avalee from a couple months ago! She also just has a different air about her, acting much more mature than she did even just last month (although, I assure you, those tantrums still pop up from time-to-time!). </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">She has always been the quieter of my two kiddos, and tends to be a bit more reserved. She really takes him time to ponder things, and it takes her a little longer to warm up to people too. She is still social, like her brother, though and really enjoys being around other people. She's always asking if her 'fwends' are coming over to play or if we're going somewhere to play with new friends. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">But, my most favorite thing about my girl (and always has been) is her happy, shiny demeanor! She has always been so cheerful and upbeat and is almost never without a smile on her face. That attitude also seeps into her relationships with everyone, and she loves like no other. She will shower you with kisses, bestow hug after hug and tell you 'I Love You' (along with signing it, of course) a thousand times just before breakfast! She is so loving, caring and gracious and I'm always telling myself how lucky I am to get to be her mama!</span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />So, this year for our new little three year old, Miss Avalee got not one, not two but three birthday celebrations! The first was technically my birthday celebration with family, but since our birthdays are only a day apart we kind of shared. ;o) She got to open a couple presents and help Mommy blow out the birthday candles (and, of course, have her share of cake and ice cream). </span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">The next day was her birthday, and it started out with Mommy making her favorite breakfast; a waffle (in the shape of a birthday cake) and scrambled eggs. Of course, I added a candle for her to blow out too. She loved it!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQdQ68V2UMdyaRyj7-owjj_wHIIfXVLTwmZZ2VuWc_nk7lZqfbU8B5TuHQEF8EAC_h7WCOW318S9YMu4y7DuV28kKWsYsGtX4JBviVrur2fRtWz9w086dABnpVzRoZY5cqVR2ovRXuqxtL/s1600/006.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQdQ68V2UMdyaRyj7-owjj_wHIIfXVLTwmZZ2VuWc_nk7lZqfbU8B5TuHQEF8EAC_h7WCOW318S9YMu4y7DuV28kKWsYsGtX4JBviVrur2fRtWz9w086dABnpVzRoZY5cqVR2ovRXuqxtL/s400/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693581868169851618" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW2545R-mC_xyitTsK-AWQxruf78sA_EOGZvdE1elG1HU2ckB0jbIg4fcHHqgcM01zNQbmfJHuX7g9OSkmjOs2tfD4OAy3pDo-d1GtM5gszSbtcgH13EltDB-7bScf0lqtpzS7ziqYfe6I/s1600/007.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW2545R-mC_xyitTsK-AWQxruf78sA_EOGZvdE1elG1HU2ckB0jbIg4fcHHqgcM01zNQbmfJHuX7g9OSkmjOs2tfD4OAy3pDo-d1GtM5gszSbtcgH13EltDB-7bScf0lqtpzS7ziqYfe6I/s400/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693577476740263986" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />After Daddy got home, we decided the four of us would go out for dinner at our favorite local Mexican restaurant. The best part of dinner was when they came over to sing 'Feliz Cumpleanos' to Avalee they also put a huge sombrero on her head! She wasn't quite sure what to make of everything; the crazy hat, the song, everyone staring at her. Her reaction was just priceless!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6G_KpQZFDdiMM7Bec0M6oXT5Yx9821XDCfwKs-W02e6UX4hg-I2BguZsRyfHRafwjuRCa5URyp8ay1LoWVDTng8-q8aGw1oYKsZCAaU4XjR5oaJPPFxQlSiiNomKfwV-C47Ayo289LYlt/s1600/017.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6G_KpQZFDdiMM7Bec0M6oXT5Yx9821XDCfwKs-W02e6UX4hg-I2BguZsRyfHRafwjuRCa5URyp8ay1LoWVDTng8-q8aGw1oYKsZCAaU4XjR5oaJPPFxQlSiiNomKfwV-C47Ayo289LYlt/s400/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693579409968117202" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHsFLGboTvDARjksEZ5Zh-m9DltzHUMsH1TvyuCwDs85K_eFB_EH1-cnX0a_Og1pm7T4UJJT7Xh_JEg_uGEXm44vwHXURGl1xEFLAAh0CYdBXeoPaz1YhmSeafBs9CrnBG7XYLqhrm4qAN/s1600/016.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHsFLGboTvDARjksEZ5Zh-m9DltzHUMsH1TvyuCwDs85K_eFB_EH1-cnX0a_Og1pm7T4UJJT7Xh_JEg_uGEXm44vwHXURGl1xEFLAAh0CYdBXeoPaz1YhmSeafBs9CrnBG7XYLqhrm4qAN/s400/016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693581878607030594" border="0" /></a><br /><br />After dinner, we went home to open presents (Avalee was presented with a cupcake, since we already had about half of my birthday cake left from the day before, haha) which included a couple special gifts from her big brother. :)<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">Do you like how big bro is 'helping' her blow out the candle? Ha!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlkaNk1y6vvPbl5-ugOIH4iAfTY_jX-Ks8O3fEP3W5NmgE7Rk9EXUwT_K9FwiN-ray-QI2pQ1EvMjNsiBDC6OcVo6B6TYiisMlI4e0n5phYCgWw3jUoLy-tduy2_uVIPbk6hk9g8CNz9hK/s1600/025.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlkaNk1y6vvPbl5-ugOIH4iAfTY_jX-Ks8O3fEP3W5NmgE7Rk9EXUwT_K9FwiN-ray-QI2pQ1EvMjNsiBDC6OcVo6B6TYiisMlI4e0n5phYCgWw3jUoLy-tduy2_uVIPbk6hk9g8CNz9hK/s400/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693590612788391650" border="0" /></a><br />Avalee was presented with a special present from Zavion' a crown he made himself and a veil of sorts (using leftover tulle from her party). :)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgezquQlUWVfNPGGy_6EzRMeIS7q5RlhLSatJI5oNlCHWGAez8vdI4H9tOCaw01iHWnvEc6oIUG2FPtMVj27RScIdDVaV5O1hUBAl-XyZOVmR5AAEW912evXrEVzkg18edfjID0yNz2TJLc/s1600/026.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgezquQlUWVfNPGGy_6EzRMeIS7q5RlhLSatJI5oNlCHWGAez8vdI4H9tOCaw01iHWnvEc6oIUG2FPtMVj27RScIdDVaV5O1hUBAl-XyZOVmR5AAEW912evXrEVzkg18edfjID0yNz2TJLc/s400/026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693590621069408434" border="0" /></a><br />Of course, the rewards are aplenty with these two!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYEAxUP5_qJlkv-DrOSeo_BX9-Qlbj-HNXBfgiVrt1JEwxbUFOXB32t7SvjUWkeTxPy3OgSKn-aHc05BCni4gbp03Qb5UUJZ97oZAo_aHpwE2uX80TaR1HNi9V1aBVA1q54D0GVsKg5eN5/s1600/030.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYEAxUP5_qJlkv-DrOSeo_BX9-Qlbj-HNXBfgiVrt1JEwxbUFOXB32t7SvjUWkeTxPy3OgSKn-aHc05BCni4gbp03Qb5UUJZ97oZAo_aHpwE2uX80TaR1HNi9V1aBVA1q54D0GVsKg5eN5/s400/030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693592459505050098" border="0" /></a><br />Miss A in her new birthday outfit from Zavion.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf2xPgcaJJWywG8f8Izr2FTmcy1E07OaEBXh5HwyNDf4f90sxHR426BeNNclrKhAhTVthKfA_YHt6hW-K9OHzIZ-VdaWfYE0s1hCGabiV0dEQSUgLQDfq17j9HbjBljrmF4hWHNuV_y7bQ/s1600/065.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf2xPgcaJJWywG8f8Izr2FTmcy1E07OaEBXh5HwyNDf4f90sxHR426BeNNclrKhAhTVthKfA_YHt6hW-K9OHzIZ-VdaWfYE0s1hCGabiV0dEQSUgLQDfq17j9HbjBljrmF4hWHNuV_y7bQ/s400/065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693592467149970978" border="0" /></a><br />We had her big birthday party the next weekend (usually, I would have it on the closest Saturday to the actual birthday but that happened to fall on the same day as the big holiday parade this year) and invited all her friends and family. She requested a horsie party earlier in the year, so that was the theme. Thanks to my Cricut, Pinterest and my own imagination (and, if I may go so far as to say skill too!) I put together a horsie party catered to my little girl. I had a feeling she was going to enjoy it, just because she was <span style="font-style: italic;">so </span>impressed with the little elements I had been working on over the last month or so. It sure made me happy that I was making her happy!</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">I will, as usual, add another post very soon with all the details of Miss Avalee's horsie party...stay tuned!</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVgjQeha3fLLwpkOJb8AmqUUKWT0iMMFDcsQb6xjFC4NF_-ZF2FfyByf7vD7pDJ0TF6BIiWdCpAZiN6aYBxw_LVEamSwO43rWJzJuENn1J101UNxCNHlVRJ6eX8tMp_ppzM-P8_VA6Zs9N/s1600/152.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVgjQeha3fLLwpkOJb8AmqUUKWT0iMMFDcsQb6xjFC4NF_-ZF2FfyByf7vD7pDJ0TF6BIiWdCpAZiN6aYBxw_LVEamSwO43rWJzJuENn1J101UNxCNHlVRJ6eX8tMp_ppzM-P8_VA6Zs9N/s400/152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693636654185249586" border="0" /></a>Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-13638548956662463462011-12-05T20:53:00.000-08:002012-01-09T21:25:10.336-08:00My Gift Giving Guide: Part 1: Stocking StuffersI know; it seems that anyone and everyone who has a blog out there is sharing their gift ideas with you. But, still it seemed like fun, and maybe just maybe I'll have something new you haven't seen before!<br /><br />I'm planning on sharing with you everything I do...yep, everything. Haha! As we are on a tight budget, I make a lot of Christmas gifts for giving. Personally, these are my favorite kind of gifts; they're personal and so full of love. Whether I'm giving them or receiving them, homemade gifts just make my heart happy.<br /><br />So, I'm going ton share some of my absolute favorite homemade gifts! Some are my own tried and true that I make each year, some that I've made once and have loved the result and even some that I've seen out there (Pinterest!) that look really nifty.<br /><br />But, first I'm going to kick off my gift giving guide with my personal stocking stuffer favorites!<br />And, here is my aside about stocking stuffers... I love stocking stuffers! <br /><br />So, do my kiddos, apparently!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo1uox45uVSfyq0SxEaCLRcCCeaeHRGO3HyGhqN-kVcN2DNxDoJj_oFu2bmpd1u94xWuVADzPHzgdZxs3N3zmcxr9rJG2_7ntAI9_Dj46XZUA_E1Di9tKHAWGD_4aDWnMa5Gkv44BnsQtC/s1600/092.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo1uox45uVSfyq0SxEaCLRcCCeaeHRGO3HyGhqN-kVcN2DNxDoJj_oFu2bmpd1u94xWuVADzPHzgdZxs3N3zmcxr9rJG2_7ntAI9_Dj46XZUA_E1Di9tKHAWGD_4aDWnMa5Gkv44BnsQtC/s400/092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693642824197095858" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Personally, it's my favorite part of the gift giving Christmas Day scene. We wrap all of our stocking stuffers, which I think really makes it so much more fun (they don't get wrapped all fancy, and it's a great way to use up those scraps of paper from other gifts) and gives you a reason to not have to buy a lot more (and expensive) Christmas gifts. I also don't believe in the traditional loading up the stockings with toys and candy. In fact, if we give any candy at all, it's usually just a piece or two (and often from the kids' Halloween buckets, haha). I do, however, load up on fruit. See, my kiddos love fruit and my six year old loves 'different' types of fruit. So, I try to get fruit that we don't have everyday (ie: Apples, bananas, oranges) to stuff in their stockings; last year it was kiwis and mangoes. The kids love it and I'm happy that they're snacking on fruit Christmas morning instead of Tootsie Rolls.<br /><br />So, without further ado, here is my list of stocking stuffer ideas for the family...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;font-size:130%;" >Kids:</span><br />Packets of seeds<br />Small flashlights or glowsticks<br />Packets of Koolaid (a real treat for my kiddos-although we only make sugar-free- plus it can be used in crafts!)<br />Cupcake wrappers, sprinkles, colored sugars (make your own!)<br />Hair pretties, costume jewelry, nail polish for girls<br />Neck or bow ties for boys (my six year old loves dressing nice)<br />Gloves, hats, scarves<br />Fun socks or leggings<br />Small photo albums with family photos<br />Fancy scissors, paper punches, stamps...<br />Ribbon/yarn,<br />Googly eyes<br />Pipecleaners, pompoms<br />Glue or tape (double stick is great for kids-find it at the Dollar Tree!)<br />Beads<br />Die Cut shapes (if you have a Cricut, make your own!)<br />Chapstick (my kids always steal mine!), lotion<br />Bubble bath, bath paint, crayons...<br />$5 gift cards to their favorite places to eat or even stores to shop<br />Silly putty or playdough (and cookie cutters to go with these!)<br />Cookie cutters<br />Stickers<br />Cheap movies (Target has $5 section with lots of different kids movies)<br />Small books, puzzles, activity pads<br />Tickets to fun outings like the zoo, a play, the aquarium (you can even make your own 'coupons' to avoid buying these all at once & remember to check out Groupon!)<br />Movie tickets<br />Tokens-we have a carousel in out town so I toss a couple of those in there, but you could also do Chuck E Cheese<br />Rolls of coins for their piggybanks<br />Chalk or crayons (you can even make your own in fun shapes!)<br />Coloring books or small rolls of craft paper (Micheal's has rolls of color paper in the dollar section)<br />Sticky notes (kids love these!)<br />Silly Bandz<br />Rocks-agates, geodes, crystals (my son loves rocks and even makes up his own observations)<br />Hot cocoa<br />Homemade marshmallows<br />Small recipe books or recipe cards<br />Christmas ornaments<br />Super balls or small playground balls<br />Matchbox/Hotwheels cars<br />Playing cards<br />Card games<br />Travel board games (you can often find these in the travel section)<br />CDs or gift cards for MP3 downloads<br />Magazines (you can even attach a note saying they're getting a subscription)<br />Sand toys<br />Play kitchen things (utensils, play food, etc)<br />Small water bottles<br />Fun pencils<br />Bubbles (you can get party favor packs at most stores)<br />Small toy figures (there are little Disney princess ones for girls and little superhero for the boys)<br /><br />*As you could have guessed by my list, my kiddos are really into arts and crafts! However, most of the craft things can be enjoyed by all kiddos!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Adults</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Gals</span></span><br />Fuzzy socks<br />Gloves/mittens<br />Scarves<br />Lotion<br />Lip gloss<br />Small picture frames (magnetic that can go on the fridge are always good)<br />Jewelry<br />Hair ties, barrettes<br />Favorite magazine (again, include a note giving a subscription)<br />Puzzle books<br />Nail polish<br />Gift cards for manicure/pedicure, hair salon, etc<br />Gift card to her favorite restaurant<br />Small bottles of her favorite liquor or mixers<br />Measuring spoons or cups<br />Recipe cards or small recipe book<br />Stationery set<br />Gardening gloves<br />Loopha<br />Seed packets or bulbs<br />Cookie cutters<br />Travel coffee mus or personalized coffee mug (pictures of the kids, wedding pictures, etc)<br />Flavored teas/coffees<br />Perfume<br />Headphones/earbuds<br />CD or giftcard for MP3s<br />DVD<br />Small jewelry box<br />Giftcards for family photos (or even photo sharing sites where she can make albums or print out photos, like Shutterfly)<br />Family Christmas ornament<br />Scrapbooking supplies<br />Coupons for date night (have a babysitter already lined up and movie/restaurant gift card purchased)<br />Gift card to Groupon, Restaurant.com, Living Social (moms love to save money!)<br />Small purse, wristlet, coin wallet<br />Attachments to Kitchen Aid mixer<br />Cricut (if she has one) accessories (cutting mat, extra blades, spatula, etc)<br />Small flashlight (purse size)<br />Manicure set<br />Pedometer<br />Bubble bath, salts, fizzies<br />Lingerie (make sure the kids are distracted though, hehe!)<br />Cell phone cover<br />Small camera (purse size)<br />Hand sanitizer<br />Gift card to Bath & Body Works (I tell my hubby every year; I love what he gets me from there, but a gift card goes a lot further with those after-Christmas sales!)<br />Sunglasses<br />Small desk calendar<br />Candles<br />Bud vases<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Guys</span></span><br />Flashlight or headlamp (guys think these are so cool, haha)<br />Small desk calendar<br />Tools (screwdriver, wrench, pliers, etc)<br />Universal remote<br />Drill bits<br />Sunglasses<br />Level<br />Warm gloves, scarves<br />Work gloves<br />Picture frames for his desk<br />Flavored coffee<br />Travel mug or personalized coffee mug<br />USB drive<br />CD<br />DVD<br />Favorite magazine (with subscription)<br />Books<br />Bartending supplies<br />Cologne<br />Hand cream<br />Tool belt<br />Money clip<br />Wallet<br />Water bottle<br />Video game strategy guides<br />Jerkey<br />Coupons for you to take over his 'man-jobs' (mow lawn, take out garbage, etc) sometimes<br />Boxers<br />Coupons for date night (same as for the gals)<br />Headphones/earbuds<br />Cell phone case/clip<br />Bottle of nice beer (World Market has the single bottles) or get a six-pack, put one in the stocking and hide the rest<br />Hot sauce (go ahead and laugh, but is my hubby runs out of his Cholula...hehe)<br />Coupon for paintballing, fight night, golf course (coordinate with the wives of his friends so they can get the same thing)<br />Wii points card<br />Gear for their favorite hobby or sport (for my hubby that's cycling gear and video game accessories)<br />Beer cozy<br />Nice bottle opener<br />Swiss Army knife<br />Gift card to get his car detailed<br />Cigars<br />Cufflinks<br />Massage oil with coupons for massages from you (maybe make this a date night...hehe)<br />Gift cards to favorite lunch spots (my hubby usually takes leftovers for lunch, so really appreciates gift cards to go out to eat a few times)<br />Tire gauge<br />Air compressor to plug in car adapter<br />Replacement needles for airing up balls<br />Sweatbands<br />Favorite team pennant, car sticker, flag, etc<br />Spice rubs<br />BBQ supplies (mitts, apron, brush, tongs)<br />Set of nice shot glasses<br /><br />*And, don't be afraid to start traditions, even with stocking stuffers. I get my hubby a Dilbert desk calendar every year (for about the last ten years). He expects it, but doesn't care!<br />And, also don't limit homemade things for just the 'big' gifts. Although I didn't include it, I also make homemade goodies like marshmallows, caramels, caramel corn to go in my hubby's or kiddos' stockings.<br /><br /> <div><a href="javascript:void((function(){var%20e=document.createElement('script');e.setAttribute('type','text/javascript');e.setAttribute('charset','UTF-8');e.setAttribute('src','http://assets.pinterest.com/js/pinmarklet.js?r='+Math.random()*99999999);document.body.appendChild(e)})());"><img class="aligncenter" src="http://www.clickinmoms.com/cmprodaily/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/pinit.jpg" alt="Pin It" /></a></div>Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-41689679487541994672011-12-01T22:34:00.000-08:002011-12-11T19:42:31.960-08:00A Science Birthday Party...Part 2, ExperimentsI think the biggest challenge for this party was coming up with all the experiments They had to be easy enough that a large group of 5-6 year olds with minimal supervision could handle, while still keeping them entertained. I went back and forth so many times with different experiments, and even changed it up the night before the party. I also had a couple back-up experiments just in case we got through them too quickly or something happened.<br />Something that was really important was to have everything prepped in advance. I know from experience how crazy it gets during the party, and I didn't want to have to be rushing around trying to find food coloring or containers. And, since I had a couple 'assistants' (my best friend and mom, as usual, saving the day for me!) I wanted to make sure they knew what to do if I had to run off somewhere else.<br /><br />The kiddos were all ready to start experimenting (that's my long haired hippie kiddos on the left, hehe)!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnJHlrUHgcb1_2P4SHVD0spAbwj_bQrPETw2hbODSAeCw3eIVU7wIwjFmmzbwasXrU6qqiBI0xBCUL0kO6SHXqhfLDdhyphenhyphenn7LuiM4jQZNUt6Gfu-_zcm6fbRUOSKWVIZhrzYUuU9cc4A848/s1600/IMG_2354.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnJHlrUHgcb1_2P4SHVD0spAbwj_bQrPETw2hbODSAeCw3eIVU7wIwjFmmzbwasXrU6qqiBI0xBCUL0kO6SHXqhfLDdhyphenhyphenn7LuiM4jQZNUt6Gfu-_zcm6fbRUOSKWVIZhrzYUuU9cc4A848/s400/IMG_2354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681421327290270338" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Something else I did, was in addition to buying the actual experiment supplies, was to buy small cake pans (Dollar Tree has them in a two pack for $1) that the kids could perform their experiments in. Although we were outside for most of the experiments, and the table was covered in plastic, I thought it would help to contain all the kids' experiments. I also bought some cookie sheets (from the dollar store) that resembled medical trays (at least<span style="font-style: italic;"> I</span> thought so, haha) to hold all the pieces of the experiments, so that I could have them all set up and ready to go. And containers for each child to use for their slime experiment so they could then could take their slime home in it.<br />These little things went a long way in keeping everything running smoothly!<br /><br />So, in order these are the experiments we did at the party.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Grow Your Own Snow</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br />Supplies:</span><br /><ul><li>Kit-sold at Michaels (we used three kits for about six kids)</li><li>Containers to hold the snow-We used plastic Dixie cups</li><li>Water-We used turkey basters (bought at Dollar Tree) so the kids could easily add their own water.</li><li>*Optional-food coloring</li></ul>This one is pretty self-explanatory; just follow the directions on the box (after the snow is 'made' you can add in a few drops of food coloring). Ha!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVAF5sklmApJzeZ7fQr0B9po_XOJmN3xjJNtp6XdaKr14XzH8nBNRjmdl5zRAAldsoLvVLHakLuN62PeJpFJifiMCd72rQdN9nAhFM0Nf2-O4XacdXGAHNMOyee0iglInSNpY60OSzMgK3/s1600/IMG_2358.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVAF5sklmApJzeZ7fQr0B9po_XOJmN3xjJNtp6XdaKr14XzH8nBNRjmdl5zRAAldsoLvVLHakLuN62PeJpFJifiMCd72rQdN9nAhFM0Nf2-O4XacdXGAHNMOyee0iglInSNpY60OSzMgK3/s400/IMG_2358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681421329942927122" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFYWqE2-wzdrEc91iLtTxUMjtAFdQhn8SIE9KuC1PkdKiKGewQoy34p_KpiffzfEEiZPq4hzJRybBs4iUolJKlDfXBS5QKhITgJY4MB7JL1k07xYOOREiBDKfVAncbUhiTPHKa4IEOZxew/s1600/IMG_2362.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFYWqE2-wzdrEc91iLtTxUMjtAFdQhn8SIE9KuC1PkdKiKGewQoy34p_KpiffzfEEiZPq4hzJRybBs4iUolJKlDfXBS5QKhITgJY4MB7JL1k07xYOOREiBDKfVAncbUhiTPHKa4IEOZxew/s400/IMG_2362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681423093802753954" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span>Volcanoes</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br />Supplies:</span><br /><ul><li>Modeling clay or playdough (word to the wise here: I tested with playdough & it worked great but when I went to pick up supplies I saw the modeling clay was really cheap. Since several sites used this, I bought it instead. It turned out it was really hard for the kids to mold, so unless you have older kids, I would stick with the playdough)</li><li>Spoons to add baking soda (I used my daughter's old baby spoons-those little plastic type)</li><li>Vinegar </li><li>Baking soda</li></ul><ul><li>*Optional-Food coloring (though if they can the kids will want to add it to everything)</li></ul><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >How to:</span><br /><ul><li>Have the kids make form their playdough/clay into volcano forms (you may find it easier to have them mold it around a cup). It doesn't have to be perfect; just have a hole in the middle to put in the solution.</li><li>Add a couple spoonfuls of baking soda to each volcano (best if parents do this part to avoid adding too much)</li><li>Have the kids add the vinegar (again we used turkey basters here) and watch the explosion! </li><li>This is really a fun experiment that's easy to do (and doesn't cost a lot in supplies) for the kids! The best part is that they can keep adding the vinegar over and over to keep making their volcanoes erupt (and that's the perfect time for you to get set up for the next experiment). :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhog3_AWfJg4MpiYY1G9zd7jGfvTPcXloH7IT80OoPYTfrRIKKe6MRYkPDmzSyMq4M-tpjjnMQ09oDBPbGqXY7_PzhqZqXIEXE7S5o_8TZLenJ87TCumxJK2ndbjnfwDYQbfXODgTR3wptY/s1600/IMG_2406.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhog3_AWfJg4MpiYY1G9zd7jGfvTPcXloH7IT80OoPYTfrRIKKe6MRYkPDmzSyMq4M-tpjjnMQ09oDBPbGqXY7_PzhqZqXIEXE7S5o_8TZLenJ87TCumxJK2ndbjnfwDYQbfXODgTR3wptY/s400/IMG_2406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681423827286038306" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></li></ul><span style="font-size:180%;">Slime:</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br />Supplies:</span><ul><li>Mixing bowls</li><li>Warm water</li><li>Elmer's glue</li><li>Food coloring</li><li>Craft stick</li><li>Borax </li></ul><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >How to:</span><br />**This one I handled I little different, since there were several components involved. There are two different solutions that need to be mixed together here, so I pre-measured them and let the kids add them.<br />In one container (these were the plastic bowls I had for each child and I also wrote each name on with permanent marker) add:<br /><ul><li>1/3 cup warm water, 1/2 cup Elmer's glue </li><li>Then let the kids add:</li><li>Six drops food coloring of choice and stir with craft stick</li></ul><ul><li><ul><li><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgad0tu4fV3opD6gseN_9Dkx0JYk4AT6JhMRWbWURS_c_235wRo4SXllt1JNfWx9I8L1arxtvLxDb5SX82g3LPQIiwTQs9wYPegQ_5ZdSIDW2lIXA5OVx-iurL8TLATVe124OC4xJK4tp2S/s1600/IMG_2421.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgad0tu4fV3opD6gseN_9Dkx0JYk4AT6JhMRWbWURS_c_235wRo4SXllt1JNfWx9I8L1arxtvLxDb5SX82g3LPQIiwTQs9wYPegQ_5ZdSIDW2lIXA5OVx-iurL8TLATVe124OC4xJK4tp2S/s400/IMG_2421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681423831617971490" border="0" /></a></li></ul></li></ul>In a separate container (again I pre-added the ingredients using plastic canning jars) add:<br /><ul><li>3/4 cup warm water and 2 teaspoons Borax. </li><li>Then have the kids just shake, shake, shake to mix up the ingredients!</li></ul><br /><br />Now:<br /><ul><li>Have the kids pour the second mixture (in the cup) into the first (in the bowl) and stir. They might start stirring using the craft stick, but will eventually have to use their hands when it thickens up. Make sure they incorporate everything together as well as possible and really knead it together. There will be some leftover water which is completely normal.</li></ul><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">The kiddos are all enjoying their new slime!</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4WsDTk2u_xV3gVm3HcFqltL_q2Zz40peWyyj3OpQWzDeeZKwqeWce1g9vhyaSN1oITDRpgLWBw602wFFlCnziYdv9VAa4y0q7DCGoeWOczqtVVDt6e4-wU7X6RoZSgy66rFrmRSVQs0Wa/s1600/IMG_2443.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4WsDTk2u_xV3gVm3HcFqltL_q2Zz40peWyyj3OpQWzDeeZKwqeWce1g9vhyaSN1oITDRpgLWBw602wFFlCnziYdv9VAa4y0q7DCGoeWOczqtVVDt6e4-wU7X6RoZSgy66rFrmRSVQs0Wa/s400/IMG_2443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681426661600786658" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Pudding Creations</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br />Supplies:</span><br /><ul><li>Pudding (or you could even do ice cream, yogurt, etc)</li><li>Mix-ins (I had sprinkles, gummy worms, crushed cookies & candies in various test tubes and petri dishes)</li></ul><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >How to:</span><br />Again pretty self-explanatory..just let the kids add whatever they want! :)<br /><br />My birthday boy enjoying his pudding!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPzU90wLggGCD5INzLoIbSLQLNOXjS-R3nAO7aXoZ2ExpJhueKYcREG8RpQ8i59_2GkE5MFHAf2eznbWjHiywDNzBKK8ZhG_PXilME3Pdt5a18-DBJfRS-uX2ENnTylWMup8BpfEUdklcE/s1600/IMG_2456.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPzU90wLggGCD5INzLoIbSLQLNOXjS-R3nAO7aXoZ2ExpJhueKYcREG8RpQ8i59_2GkE5MFHAf2eznbWjHiywDNzBKK8ZhG_PXilME3Pdt5a18-DBJfRS-uX2ENnTylWMup8BpfEUdklcE/s400/IMG_2456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681426665655365938" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >Mentos/Diet Coke Geysers</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">The kids were lined up waiting for their turn!</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1lk58zcec4u2NHdoe8H9viSpjwc9jROG8zYjwMUX5RnBi9PaQlL_d8Dnnl4UphCBgms_3dEdyoDutfB2Ii04W_BmEObL1mYsDPR-Uttg7iRnpAZqwGFzlE5rcCFV62S0uloG_Zl0vhOg7/s1600/IMG_2457.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1lk58zcec4u2NHdoe8H9viSpjwc9jROG8zYjwMUX5RnBi9PaQlL_d8Dnnl4UphCBgms_3dEdyoDutfB2Ii04W_BmEObL1mYsDPR-Uttg7iRnpAZqwGFzlE5rcCFV62S0uloG_Zl0vhOg7/s400/IMG_2457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681428332032443506" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Supplies:</span><br /><ul><li>1 or 2 liters Diet Coke</li><li>Mentos candies (about four per bottle)</li></ul><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >How to:</span><br /><ul><li>Put the soda bottles on as flat a surface as possible</li><li>Give each child their Mentos</li><li>Add the Mentos and get out of the way!</li></ul>*Since we were dealing with younger kiddos, we had each one go up (one at a time) and my husband opened up the bottles (make sure you don't open until just before you add the candy) for them so they could concentrate on just adding the candy.<br /><br />My son was the first to go and really got it started off right!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzxUsTlcTM8qEzq3uUMzG1tMB8n4WMp30z2EkwUu9g-xl7Tnlg8tQVXMgE5EhzQy31UPbQUklpmzRNuEvGjsyA_gpy6jUzNYOBYQdevI0I8wQCYh-YhXiorLWGl0RhIStsf2IZZ88-qmqq/s1600/IMG_2461.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzxUsTlcTM8qEzq3uUMzG1tMB8n4WMp30z2EkwUu9g-xl7Tnlg8tQVXMgE5EhzQy31UPbQUklpmzRNuEvGjsyA_gpy6jUzNYOBYQdevI0I8wQCYh-YhXiorLWGl0RhIStsf2IZZ88-qmqq/s400/IMG_2461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681428335901390434" border="0" /></a><br /><br />My hubby also discovered using a toilet paper roll placed over the opening to the bottle gives the kiddos with smaller hands easier aim to add the candy. Just be aware you'll only get a couple uses out of each roll, as they get wet quickly (you can also but Mentos launchers from Micheal's, as well as several online stores)!<br /><br />What is funny to me here is the reactions of all the kids in the background!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigTrgpy9calqL82lDhMWxfH18HqPkvWdHJDm28PBV_GwagU1ulrjEnFLREoX8kgm9xgCBGfIDO1mRdA6l7NK2KsNRy7GO3Y9_Vh1SckviHW_DdeCj4XLKsfbk4wYyub7yc31ZpjZBHR9dQ/s1600/IMG_2467.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigTrgpy9calqL82lDhMWxfH18HqPkvWdHJDm28PBV_GwagU1ulrjEnFLREoX8kgm9xgCBGfIDO1mRdA6l7NK2KsNRy7GO3Y9_Vh1SckviHW_DdeCj4XLKsfbk4wYyub7yc31ZpjZBHR9dQ/s400/IMG_2467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681429963401092642" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And, that's it! The kids all had a fantastic time and got to take home some of their wonderful creations (the snow, slime and the pudding creations were consumed about two minutes after they each made them, haha).Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-3316202257662264352011-11-16T22:04:00.000-08:002012-02-12T23:24:56.289-08:00A science birthday party:Part 1...<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:100%;">As promised, here are the details from Zavion's science themed birthday party!</span></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="CENTER"> </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">To start at the beginning... We had been planning this party over the course of about six months, which gave me ample time to gather supplies, place orders, find and test experiments, and finally make all the decorations as well as put together all the experiments. So, what am I saying? It is, of course, possible to quickly throw something together, but it is really helpful if you can at least start your planning a couple months in advance (trust me, your sanity will be tested!).</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">I'll start out with the party invitations. I saw a great idea on Pinterest to use petri dishes to hold the invitations, and while I knew they couldn't be mailed, I figured they would be great for passing out to school friends. My problem was I got started much too late to have petri dishes ordered in time, but luckily Target to the rescue! They had some petri dishes (in the perfect size) with slime and a little toy in the Halloween dollar section. I just took out the insides, and added the invitations. I cannot remember where I got the idea for the invitation wording, but if I find it later, I'll add the source. I just printed the invitations using Print Shop, folded them and put them in the petri dishes. A mini address label with the kids names on them helped keep the petri dishes closed. Zavion passed these out at school, and they were a huge hit (for both parents and kiddos alike!).</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">And, as with all my parties, I divided it up into categories;</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">Decorations</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">Food</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">Activities/games or in this case, Experiments</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">Supplies</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">Two of the biggest decorations for this party were the giant Periodic table and chalkboard. I knew I really wanted to make a big statement about this being a science themed party (like the experiments wouldn't do that right? Haha!), and that's where the idea for the Periodic Table came in. I had been seeing a lot of great ideas on Pinterest using paint chips for various things (pain chip banners, note books, using it for confetti...) and it hit me! I could use the big square paint chips for the Periodic Table! So, I set out for Lowes and after about 15 minutes of choosing my colors (I learned there aren't really any 'set' colors, you just have to separate accordingly) and counting out all those paint chips, I was armed and ready to go. I set my laptop up in front of me for reference and got to work putting all the colors together. Once, I had the actual table in place I also needed to somehow get the symbols on the squares. I elected to use my Cricut to cut out all the symbols, which worked wonderfully! Once everything was cut out, I got to work applying them to the squares and then taped it all together. After that, it was a matter of taping that entire piece onto some poster board, for support, then adding the title (using more Cricut letters). This was definitely one of the cheapest party decorations I've ever done! I was very happy with how it turned out, and it held an honorable spot, on the wall above the fireplace. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtwFD2XP6jbYb9w5G1-ziqYPur5Ochb4SOg3S9O6gTM_SxzGjw0WZyQWa4u56O5Qg9H2TrK5blpaXRhEkJEx4AsTtWi3qc68CRkEJBfmDpGF-rpd1G6K9zbhaj4h-UZZ-bV_I-N8g72CY7/s1600/IMG_2289.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtwFD2XP6jbYb9w5G1-ziqYPur5Ochb4SOg3S9O6gTM_SxzGjw0WZyQWa4u56O5Qg9H2TrK5blpaXRhEkJEx4AsTtWi3qc68CRkEJBfmDpGF-rpd1G6K9zbhaj4h-UZZ-bV_I-N8g72CY7/s400/IMG_2289.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675851815201445986" /></a><br /><br />One of my other big ideas was to create a giant chalkboard that would give the food table area a feeling of being in a science lab. It was one of those things I really wanted to do, but saw not getting completed. However, I decided it was just too important to put on the backburner! I bought a huge piece of MDF at Lowes (same trip as the paint chips...hubby and I split up) and had them cut a smaller 5x4 piece. I picked up some chalkboard paint and put my hubby to work painting the thing. After a week of painting, drying and curing, it was ready! I also gave my hubby the job of writing down some real equations (I know having a math/science/computer geek hubby would come in handy, hehe!). I also made a last minute decision to write the happy birthday message on the chalkboard, rather then my usual banner that I make. I was really pleased with my decision to do so, because it saved me so much time and it just looked really great too! The finished piece was propped against the wall on the food table and gave it exactly the feel I had envisioned! :)</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrL8RrsGd0P7AOu9ciD5dIP5ylA9eLILEIv0bEC1V2eP_Gx0N9yr5-2OFwklPH3Lmln0_lGVpoXbfveX96QS9aOE0XsnJDZxGUnJmr_FGF5SsP4v_24G3XQt9ABBYGsL4clTyFhVwyUZ8L/s1600/IMG_2316.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrL8RrsGd0P7AOu9ciD5dIP5ylA9eLILEIv0bEC1V2eP_Gx0N9yr5-2OFwklPH3Lmln0_lGVpoXbfveX96QS9aOE0XsnJDZxGUnJmr_FGF5SsP4v_24G3XQt9ABBYGsL4clTyFhVwyUZ8L/s400/IMG_2316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675847913306209554" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">The rest of the party décor was kept pretty minimal this year (since it was just a kids party, I didn't think they would notice much of the decorations). </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">For the door sign (I think it's important to always have something on your front door to welcome guests), I had a big beaker (tile printed from my computer then traced onto foam board and cut out) that spilled out a big blob (just using some glittered scrapbooking paper) with 'Zavion's 6<sup>th</sup> birthday.'</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaY_jZtPYZvw2BeV7fkFwGMGvPERDgpU7-RDlUOL5Sjv_YYpklWFFTsJNrr-ge2eNDMta657hVdbRYdkeQ0UaSMB6NhzEPxfNlUSCoWXe26mncxTuHm_d3opxDDzfloPAfr_u_2qpqhyphenhyphenrV/s1600/IMG_2407.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaY_jZtPYZvw2BeV7fkFwGMGvPERDgpU7-RDlUOL5Sjv_YYpklWFFTsJNrr-ge2eNDMta657hVdbRYdkeQ0UaSMB6NhzEPxfNlUSCoWXe26mncxTuHm_d3opxDDzfloPAfr_u_2qpqhyphenhyphenrV/s400/IMG_2407.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675853640190850306" /></a><br /><br />I wanted the fireplace mantle to resemble a working lab, so purchased a group of beakers (Amazon.com: $10.99/5) that I filled with colored water and/or water beads (if you haven't seen these, they are amazing! They're supposed to be for floral arranging, but Zavion envisioned them for his party and they gave a nice experiment feel) then we added dry ice to some to make the 'experiments' bubble. I had a couple beakers set on top of a faux book I bought at Michaels (stenciled 'Chemistry' on at the last minute), Zavion's microscope at the other end and a couple props between (including an Einstein bobble head that came in a long ago Happy Meal...remember when party planning to always look around at what you already have!). <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZtZgVj4ifUSA7OEkFu0rJmEkOp4gesPjcWN1Z3SO0u0zXj56MhmV_rWOw7C7QgFl39hmuO-wDJWrW8oQ3N9UY-5E6RpSLsJwwXBBRNPw4TwyT6x2G92pbMGuK8fUV6TSzdGpeiaPIZwMT/s1600/IMG_2341.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZtZgVj4ifUSA7OEkFu0rJmEkOp4gesPjcWN1Z3SO0u0zXj56MhmV_rWOw7C7QgFl39hmuO-wDJWrW8oQ3N9UY-5E6RpSLsJwwXBBRNPw4TwyT6x2G92pbMGuK8fUV6TSzdGpeiaPIZwMT/s400/IMG_2341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675850562787875938" border="0" /></a><br /><br />In front I taped several balloons that I had stenciled (using the inverse of Cricut cut letters and a Sharpie) He, the symbol for Helium. I'm guessing that was lost on most of our little guests, but it made me happy. ;o) </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">I made a simple banner that said 'Experiment' to hang in the lab area (which started out in our driveway and moved to the living room when it started to rain) using my Cricut and various shades of green scrapbook paper.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">On the lab table itself, I used some photo holders (Target dollar spot) to hold beakers I had cut out with the letters 'LAB' glued on the front, using (you guessed it!) my Cricut. I added some little bubbles to the top and a piece of green paper in the bottom to make it look like they held different liquid concoctions.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">For the first time, I purchased some of my party items! When the idea of the party first came to my mind, I saw these awesome bottle wrappers. I always put bottle wrappers on my list, but they always get pushed to the back, and never completed. But, when I saw these I just knew I had to have some. I originally had planned to make my own, using a similar idea, but in the end felt they were just so cool I probably couldn't improve on them anyway. They came with some soda labels too, and since my mom had already purchased some mini bottles of soda, it seemed perfect. And, I just couldn't beat the price either! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVuFnFxZPhPLhkRVJS6egM5inx7J6Gb7ArSxtQvJxa4BMDKEE-kFmmatUsUJzfnBOVQcYq4h_DwHiNEUzpFtepTCiRtaK0eV21S7JX10LSgdLIoE5dsveNdtu8M590op8EvEDNP1i2MbZ3/s1600/IMG_2330.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVuFnFxZPhPLhkRVJS6egM5inx7J6Gb7ArSxtQvJxa4BMDKEE-kFmmatUsUJzfnBOVQcYq4h_DwHiNEUzpFtepTCiRtaK0eV21S7JX10LSgdLIoE5dsveNdtu8M590op8EvEDNP1i2MbZ3/s400/IMG_2330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675850553620478514" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And, because of a small cake issue, I was forced to buy some last minute cupcakes which meant I needed cupcake picks, And, when I say last minute, I'm talking about 10PM the night before the party! I could have made my own but wouldn't have slept, so instead turned to the same company and ordered the cupcake picks and wrappers. They arrived via email in a PDF file the next morning and I was able to get them printed, cut out and placed in the cupcakes just in time...whew!</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">And, speaking of the cake... It was quite a community labor! A friend of mine made the amazing fondant pieces onto of the cake and my sister's friend made the cake. The night before the party, I made the signs to go on the cake (I was literally bowing down before my Cricut at this point...hehe) and finished it off with a fun border of blue Skittles. It turned out wonderfully and the birthday boy was quite impressed.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDS2Vu_s2B2Ru72Fx2PVIuq9U4sak0dhw0vkjeFdEnH0l-Eb_HA1d2qvSg0ldHQQ9d-Ysd4tURbmiDJ_k5pHly-nuE8I8XmJfX68_pyum3uQQjvgRhhgSe6Ntq15lMJvo7Lc-MJ-egIJ7b/s1600/IMG_2320.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDS2Vu_s2B2Ru72Fx2PVIuq9U4sak0dhw0vkjeFdEnH0l-Eb_HA1d2qvSg0ldHQQ9d-Ysd4tURbmiDJ_k5pHly-nuE8I8XmJfX68_pyum3uQQjvgRhhgSe6Ntq15lMJvo7Lc-MJ-egIJ7b/s400/IMG_2320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675847916818562178" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">I decided to keep the food pretty simple, since again we were just expecting Zavion's friends (and not all the usual Grandparents, aunts, cousins, etc) so made some quick peanut butter and jelly sandwiches (you can do the same with cheese quesadillas, if you have any peanut butter allergies) and cut them out with beaker cookie cutters. I placed them on a metal baking pan I bought (at the dollar store) that resembled a lab tray.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuIX2h_98EMGojCqNfrbTvsZS_MTeRq67sbyHT1zHHrT_jybvGeFIrNA2LSAF1JBUezlJuuaitem3MzjomxFq8AVxhvqekv2Fb7vo4CYHmTqRiFWklE7BImK7vhZdZFSvbwIJKyFUHrbtr/s1600/IMG_2333.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuIX2h_98EMGojCqNfrbTvsZS_MTeRq67sbyHT1zHHrT_jybvGeFIrNA2LSAF1JBUezlJuuaitem3MzjomxFq8AVxhvqekv2Fb7vo4CYHmTqRiFWklE7BImK7vhZdZFSvbwIJKyFUHrbtr/s400/IMG_2333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675849238891033106" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I also had a couple large vases (IKEA) that I use all the time, and they just happed to resemble large beakers, so filled those with chips and pretzels and set them out. Everyone's favorite treat though were the Jello filled petri dishes with worms sticking out. They were very simple to make; just poured the Jello into the petri dishes (Amazon.com: $5.99/25) then added the worms and refrigerated. I think if I just had those to eat, the kids would have been happy! </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9bGiUgPFriFnJCqwcqgWfnUXwBc_ZEhKK5WvXG2i403pTU-HBCIUxp8AcKcCpVsAnaBmoqRb7Nbhh6I65DGMakSFuNInts8INUXre34220wM1WuGj8SRpoQmuKFlTUfZK5bIxHFGEmt0W/s1600/IMG_2322.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9bGiUgPFriFnJCqwcqgWfnUXwBc_ZEhKK5WvXG2i403pTU-HBCIUxp8AcKcCpVsAnaBmoqRb7Nbhh6I65DGMakSFuNInts8INUXre34220wM1WuGj8SRpoQmuKFlTUfZK5bIxHFGEmt0W/s400/IMG_2322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675849232200228738" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">And, for the little scientists themselves? I ordered disposable lab coats online for each child to use at the party and take home with them. They were surprisingly inexpensive at $1.65/ea and with 10 kids (this is where you can make a big impact without spending a fortune...just invite fewer kids! I'm guessing your child won't mind or even notice that <i>your</i> friends kids aren't there, right? Just set a limit-in our case I told Zavion 10 kids-and I guarantee that will enjoy getting to pick their own guests) it was within the budget. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD4mCaS4FGY7D17umKZZ9gTW4djDxkl_ugZgdENUwyXL5-dnG6TVijl-CCAhSbPwZ_ALgO5p0a5pDmDLdmvBH7OvurHGIsooxwvK-XDOyg0qyYSKfz8-q1j-6Hf3XjjGcj3RfGORy4lYDJ/s1600/IMG_2350.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD4mCaS4FGY7D17umKZZ9gTW4djDxkl_ugZgdENUwyXL5-dnG6TVijl-CCAhSbPwZ_ALgO5p0a5pDmDLdmvBH7OvurHGIsooxwvK-XDOyg0qyYSKfz8-q1j-6Hf3XjjGcj3RfGORy4lYDJ/s400/IMG_2350.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675852526778946626" /></a><br /><br />I decided to make 'official' badges for each of the kids too, so I bought some badge covers and clips at WalMart ($2.95/20) and quickly printed something off the computer. The kids were very impressed by these. In addition to their lab coats and badges, each kiddo also started off with their very own clipboard that listed out all the experiments they would be doing. These were purchased at Staples for $.50/each (there was a limit of two, so in I went with my two munchkins and my mom, and armed them each with two clipboards and $1...then I made my hubby go back with me later for the four more...haha) then I added a coating of chalkboard paint so the kids could write directly on them. I told the kids they could use them to jot down observations, draw predictions of experiments, etc. A couple kids took that <i>very</i><span style="font-style: normal"> seriously and would not put their clipboards down! <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPNjzGx2GKTmGXZbwXaYYuU3yMmNVu4ddl4l4b7qYdSTHhYwnX6GPlDhEVMezMN3Xc42TzIXUPK01K5aPGJNZAoBnbnRxr4b8LqFnOUHxHCRat9R24XZm9KMGPQaEJQk2aechD0lH8Co61/s1600/IMG_2343.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPNjzGx2GKTmGXZbwXaYYuU3yMmNVu4ddl4l4b7qYdSTHhYwnX6GPlDhEVMezMN3Xc42TzIXUPK01K5aPGJNZAoBnbnRxr4b8LqFnOUHxHCRat9R24XZm9KMGPQaEJQk2aechD0lH8Co61/s400/IMG_2343.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675851822353458642" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW7eXhExeKCA33FRb7aiAR-heDJOLpS6_xL8pgBMdVNLPFRMhyphenhyphenVZBit9rNS5yvg2DVEZ1wFy8hsEYeoncTYkR-FRlPsZ_BUXEO5BaPs0TH93TEwSUdF3bIeY1PlLBnAYQi-3MKV9YfoYzD/s1600/IMG_2353.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW7eXhExeKCA33FRb7aiAR-heDJOLpS6_xL8pgBMdVNLPFRMhyphenhyphenVZBit9rNS5yvg2DVEZ1wFy8hsEYeoncTYkR-FRlPsZ_BUXEO5BaPs0TH93TEwSUdF3bIeY1PlLBnAYQi-3MKV9YfoYzD/s400/IMG_2353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675852525385756738" /></a><br /><br />I had also intended to buy some goggles for each kid, but couldn't find any at the dollar store, and felt that it would send my budget over. They would have been a nice addition, but since we weren't doing anything </span><i>really</i><span style="font-style: normal"> dangerous, they weren't actually necessary.</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-style: normal">I didn't want to go all out for party favors this year, and felt that the experiments they were going to take with them would be a huge part of that. In addition, they of course got to take their lab coats, badges, and clipboards, plus each guest got a test tube filled with Skittles (Amazon.com: $2.99/20).</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">And, of course the most important aspect of any science party are the experiments, right? Since we did quite a few experiments, I've decided to dedicate an entire blog post to just those. So, this will continue soon with Part 2: The Experiments!<br /></span></p><br /><br /> <div><a href="javascript:void((function(){var%20e=document.createElement('script');e.setAttribute('type','text/javascript');e.setAttribute('charset','UTF-8');e.setAttribute('src','http://assets.pinterest.com/js/pinmarklet.js?r='+Math.random()*99999999);document.body.appendChild(e)})());"><img class="aligncenter" src="http://www.clickinmoms.com/cmprodaily/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/pinit.jpg" alt="Pin It" /></a></div><br /><br />Linking up here:<br /><center><a href="http://www.blackberryvine.blogspot.com"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5171/5510086154_5717620675_m.jpg" width="125" height="125" alt="Tuesday To Do Party" /></a><br /><br /></center><br /><br /><center><a href="http://www.thesweettalkshop.com/"><img border="0" src="http://i908.photobucket.com/albums/ac290/thesweettalkshop/SweetTalkinSundayButton.png" /></a></center>Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-68204799143421160192011-11-03T17:18:00.000-07:002011-11-07T17:21:43.410-08:00I have a six year old!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEDS7_GahFFe3qK-T53aMV-e0FLGW2olkRRCBKNYJbDGUoHZi0I_WiHGp44Dt53TN9caEzoYv_lLY0HWvANQ_zYoQhfv4a-lcsrPmcqw_4cMyJ6XmqZ_vHLeNOj29viwXEmERSKb4NElhq/s1600/IMG_2265.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEDS7_GahFFe3qK-T53aMV-e0FLGW2olkRRCBKNYJbDGUoHZi0I_WiHGp44Dt53TN9caEzoYv_lLY0HWvANQ_zYoQhfv4a-lcsrPmcqw_4cMyJ6XmqZ_vHLeNOj29viwXEmERSKb4NElhq/s400/IMG_2265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670930841230766242" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Wow, so I know I've been saying this every year, but when did my boy get so old?? I cannot believe that he's already six! Totally <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">cliché</span>, but it just seems like yesterday we were bringing him home from the hospital and now I'm picking him up from school. Yesterday he was sitting up for the first time and saying '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Da</span>-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">da</span>'; today he's asking for his own phone and inviting his friends over to 'hang out with' after school. Sigh. <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">Still, and I know I say this every year too, I love the age he is now. He's so inquisitive and his thirst for knowledge is inspiring. Whether he's asking about Saturn, the theory of relativity or if the Japanese have sign language, his mind is always going. And, now that he's in school, I get to hear about all the cool stuff he's learning there (although he says his favorite part of the day is recess., <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">haha</span>!) and see all the fantastic projects he brings home.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">Since <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Zavion's</span> birthday was in the middle of the week this year, we decided to celebrate with just the four of us, at home. He requested his favorite meal, pizza soup (you may remember he asked for this meal on <a href="http://turnerfamilyx4.blogspot.com/2010/11/disneyland.html">his birthday</a> last year too, and we actually hauled our <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Crockpots</span> all the way to California just to make it. And, since it's a widely requested recipe of mine, I've included it below!), and a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Funfetti</span> cake (has anything better come from a box since Jack himself??).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkiqr52RRpdBynHrJe4W0379t-9HUuy6sCM-EiJGhGN5Wh5BMD7WQS7WKW30GVLdUEkrl6QSB8wwuIsVCm4DMVUlRXCbCtIhil_0MosEFDJSrK6c9xzHsF1How2ZHYntIQ7VIPS9KMB7n3/s1600/IMG_2244.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkiqr52RRpdBynHrJe4W0379t-9HUuy6sCM-EiJGhGN5Wh5BMD7WQS7WKW30GVLdUEkrl6QSB8wwuIsVCm4DMVUlRXCbCtIhil_0MosEFDJSrK6c9xzHsF1How2ZHYntIQ7VIPS9KMB7n3/s400/IMG_2244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670930852106043410" border="0" /></a><br /><br />After dinner and dessert, we let him open up presents from us. It was low-key and quiet and I loved it! I felt a little guilty about the grandparents not celebrating with us, but we planned for them to come over the day after his birthday party.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">He got his very first video game and was completely enamored...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">haha</span>!<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLYqJZXt6xLL8FvetBo5uwiWEKjz6ZISkHLmuOpw6f5bK7mu9-qqFy7P4SwSp5y4gybnxJkV8ltqdNZWbIo87XOi5LFuHp-NwWRlN49FtnnN0wBoikJqgqWG7u-qUIFZY3fHmKg0C21EgH/s1600/IMG_2277.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLYqJZXt6xLL8FvetBo5uwiWEKjz6ZISkHLmuOpw6f5bK7mu9-qqFy7P4SwSp5y4gybnxJkV8ltqdNZWbIo87XOi5LFuHp-NwWRlN49FtnnN0wBoikJqgqWG7u-qUIFZY3fHmKg0C21EgH/s400/IMG_2277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670932216134120258" border="0" /></a></span><br />Am <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Optimus</span> Prime mask!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggQvKVnhGFxofPriJSkKwq07vdh2MVyN1yE0alcHLubCTtQ5MfB85X2DaWCi4sLgbtkaj5ilfulfVXpJ0NEvhDzriQwa6QQmSD02hNpYlFbBkPZzbstUoyRwJyg4kvM-NehV1OuVKIwNjN/s1600/IMG_2278.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggQvKVnhGFxofPriJSkKwq07vdh2MVyN1yE0alcHLubCTtQ5MfB85X2DaWCi4sLgbtkaj5ilfulfVXpJ0NEvhDzriQwa6QQmSD02hNpYlFbBkPZzbstUoyRwJyg4kvM-NehV1OuVKIwNjN/s400/IMG_2278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670932227889963954" border="0" /></a><br /><br />His birthday party itself was a little different then in the past too. Usually we invite everyone; family, friends all party together. But, this year he had quite a few school friends he wanted to invite, so we decided it would just be a friend party. He was pretty excited to have some of his buddies from school plus some other friends that he hangs out with in our mom's group.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">We had decided on a science theme months earlier (maybe even 11 months earlier, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">haha</span>!) and I had been prepping for weeks. Besides the usual decorations and food I make by hand, we were also adding in several science experiments. This meant testing, buying special equipments and putting it all together for the day of the party. There was a lot of time put into it! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Zavion</span> contributed with his own ideas and between the two of us we came up with five different experiments; make-your-own-snow (using a kit I bought with a 50% coupon from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Michaels</span>), erupting volcanoes (using baking soda and vinegar), slime, pudding creations and the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Mentos</span>/Coke geysers. I tried coming up with experiments that wouldn't cost a lot or even some that I already had everything around the house. The biggest expense was the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Mentos</span> experiment, but that was well worth it!</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">I had already asked my best friend and mom to help out the day of the party, and besides being some of the hardest workers ever, they also know me pretty well (which means they know hoe to talk me down or when to just back away...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">hehe</span>). I made sure to have all the experiments ready to go, so they could just be set out for the kids when we were ready. We were able to do all but one experiment in the driveway (it started sprinkling so we moved indoors) which gave me a little piece of mind (since 5-7 yr <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">olds</span>+food coloring=disaster) and helped me maintain my sanity a little longer.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">All of the experiments went off without a hitch and the kids seemed to really have a great time. The favorite seemed to be the last experiment we did which was creating geysers by adding <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Mentos</span> candy to Diet Coke. The kids all got a kick out of the exploding soda!</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">After our last experiment, we came in for cake and gifts and the day ended with a very happy six year old. When I asked him if he enjoyed his party, he said, “Yes Mom! Thank you! You give the best parties!” Aw, what more can a mom ask for? :o)</span></p> <div><h2 class="uiHeaderTitle"><span style="font-size:180%;">Pizza Soup</span></h2></div><p style="font-weight: bold;">Ingredients</p><p>--1 jar (14 oz) of pizza sauce</p><p>--3 empty jars full of water</p><p>--1 green bell pepper, seeded and chopped</p><p>--1/2 red onion, chopped</p><p>--1 cup sliced mushrooms</p><p>--1 can diced tomatoes, drained (or cup baby tomatoes, cut in quarters)</p><p>--1 cup cooked & crumbled Italian sausage (or 2 links)</p><p>--1 cup sliced pepperoni, sliced in quarters</p><p>--1 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">tbl</span> dried basil</p><p>--1 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">tbl</span> dried oregano</p><p>--2-3 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">tbl</span> minced garlic</p><p>--1/2 to 1/3 cup of dried pasta (the mini pastas work the best; I use mini <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">Farfalle</span>)</p><p>--Shredded mozzarella cheese (to add later)</p><p>-- Garlic salt<br /></p><p> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Directions</span></p><p>Use a 5 or 6 quart <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">crockpot</span> for this recipe. Serves 4.<br /></p>Wash and prepare veggies. Dump them into the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">crockpot</span>.<p>Add sausage & pepperoni to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">crockpot</span>.</p><p>Add basil, oregano and garlic.</p><p>Pour in the pizza sauce, and follow with three empty jars of water.</p><p>Cover and cook on low for 7-9 hours. Everything in this is already cooked, so you are really</p><p>only heating through and allowing the flavors to meld.</p><p>Thirty (20 min if using mini pasta) minutes before serving, add the dry pasta, and turn to high.</p><p>Garnish/top with shredded mozzarella cheese & season with garlic salt.</p><p> </p>We like to serve this with homemade <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">breadsticks</span> too...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">YUMM</span>!<span class="photo_center"><img class="photo_img img" src="https://fbcdn-photos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/27010_1338177570260_1105764260_1039632_2204408_a.jpg" alt="" /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">*Stay-tuned for the next blog which will include all the birthday party details!*</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: normal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYD2YemhRYn5mIxqNcScxUdKD0aJatqDYlzZYhWMIfjHSW_YVmdlQx-0mNZ2bgB-POytamSmiyTF1nDJyzWAki6BDVu_KaDsyfP_74DgIX3WbDUvwrtntG-c9xTbHzPvAEjAdkTbchL5sd/s1600/Z_lab+coat.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYD2YemhRYn5mIxqNcScxUdKD0aJatqDYlzZYhWMIfjHSW_YVmdlQx-0mNZ2bgB-POytamSmiyTF1nDJyzWAki6BDVu_KaDsyfP_74DgIX3WbDUvwrtntG-c9xTbHzPvAEjAdkTbchL5sd/s400/Z_lab+coat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670933143526460690" border="0" /></a><br /></span></span></p>Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-76484942712964427922011-09-18T11:50:00.000-07:002011-09-18T11:50:00.809-07:00Back-to-School Fairy makes a vist!<span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:100%;" >Well, I'm proud to say I did it! I survived the first week of school! It has gotten easier day-by-day, but I'm still not all the way there yet.</span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="CENTER"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:100%;" >As a control freak, it's been hard for me not knowing what Zavion is doing all two and a half hours he's at school. I was used to knowing every part of his every day, and know I have to ask him what he did, what he learned, who he played with. And, I don't know if it's just a kid thing, but he's not so forthcoming with the information! He says he doesn't remember or doesn't know things, but then a few hours later or the next day he'll casually mention something about school that I hadn't heard yet. Ack...it's driving me bonkers! Maybe I'll get used to it, or maybe he'll get better at 'remembering' but for now, it's one of my biggest annoyances.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:100%;" >My one saving grace is that we live across from the school, so I at least feel better being physically closer to him than if he was somewhere else.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:100%;" >Oh yea, and I can watch him on the playground from the living room or bedroom window (I just need to find the binoculars now to get a better view).<br /><br />Thanks to the hubby for sneakily taking this while I was trying to find which one was Zavion on the playground. ;o)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSfHnqROFBhmWAaQYnHFMIvMVruIbFLAkX2My_1A4l6z9R1nMm74ZP2XfWpdyWnGVhBd3hZOflvGV1S3qS6mlerbCx6885uONdlHAilxgOGZL-GZef_OwwKgzHzuStA67sfMNzGtMAvSEU/s1600/IMG_1693.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSfHnqROFBhmWAaQYnHFMIvMVruIbFLAkX2My_1A4l6z9R1nMm74ZP2XfWpdyWnGVhBd3hZOflvGV1S3qS6mlerbCx6885uONdlHAilxgOGZL-GZef_OwwKgzHzuStA67sfMNzGtMAvSEU/s400/IMG_1693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653772397694436978" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:100%;" >But, really, I wanted to share with you some fun stuff I did before school started, to get my boy even more excited for everything school...</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-size:100%;">I had seen <a href="http://hilaryishappy.blogspot.com/search/label/Back%20to%20School">this idea</a> about the Back to School Fairy and thought it sounded fun! Since this is the beginning of many years of school for us (Zavion then </span>Avalee) I thought it would be a great time to introduce new traditions.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" >There are several other blogs out there that have also done this, and after looking through a few ideas, I had an idea of how I wanted to do it. Obviously there are so many different ways you can do this, but this what I did...</span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" >I decided on a single visit from the fairy a couple days before school.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" > </span></p><blockquote><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" >{I had heard of some doing multiple visits the week leading up to school, but I didn't want to set an expectation for Zavion, and I thought the one visit would be more special.}</span></blockquote><p></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" >I gathered some fun stuff for him, being careful to include learning things as well as just fun things. Also, I tried keeping it budget-friendly, getting most items from the dollar section at Target or using sales/coupons. I also decided to include something for Avalee, since it really wouldn't be fair to exclude her.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" >Everything was put into a large brown paper bag (from the grocery store) and I paper clipped a note from the fairy onto the front.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCTdX7JfWXzbgCB988k4TlmxJeVMpB7haJqoXRTJm5miMH0O8QYHgA0PQXMY_DOMfmi-T6GMa8Z-Wi0hHPg_BS0_epD0H-SUxZwS6pZjKgEw1iAMBJcoo3_PXUsZW2h5QFBcbGrYe0t9gQ/s1600/IMG_1527.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCTdX7JfWXzbgCB988k4TlmxJeVMpB7haJqoXRTJm5miMH0O8QYHgA0PQXMY_DOMfmi-T6GMa8Z-Wi0hHPg_BS0_epD0H-SUxZwS6pZjKgEw1iAMBJcoo3_PXUsZW2h5QFBcbGrYe0t9gQ/s400/IMG_1527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653583915369686130" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I rang the doorbell, then quickly came back in through the garage, and asked Zavion if he could answer the door.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" >He was very excited and completely surprised to find the package. The look on his face was just priceless!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwk2nmKb69e1VC_8XF38JJGXoSdmpciF7ODxkqTVjHDnw2GD3mRs3HpQ4YBtbVYusb52fiuhKk4qGAVRI_ENFWbTtOBmZp2_vRbiEcnbhmYifJmR6L4J7YHtcJaZTINkcGLHnWgcCHm3td/s1600/IMG_1528.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwk2nmKb69e1VC_8XF38JJGXoSdmpciF7ODxkqTVjHDnw2GD3mRs3HpQ4YBtbVYusb52fiuhKk4qGAVRI_ENFWbTtOBmZp2_vRbiEcnbhmYifJmR6L4J7YHtcJaZTINkcGLHnWgcCHm3td/s400/IMG_1528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653583919450990370" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1ejH6iz5kjcy7H4J3B3B5e-whnNGOhAUXaqnY9yBAFcK2vzGV-6izuR5gMGcyeSYOh7nZXLg6Jkb99In35Sp7vwLdCu8FrKq1gBiCN3O2JG72H7152KFquSHvnoHGJZmt-EhNPnVK7D4U/s1600/IMG_1532.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1ejH6iz5kjcy7H4J3B3B5e-whnNGOhAUXaqnY9yBAFcK2vzGV-6izuR5gMGcyeSYOh7nZXLg6Jkb99In35Sp7vwLdCu8FrKq1gBiCN3O2JG72H7152KFquSHvnoHGJZmt-EhNPnVK7D4U/s400/IMG_1532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653768515366122914" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" >Included in the bag:</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" >A puzzle about the Earth's core</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" >Math bingo game</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" >Pencil case</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" >Two packages of pencils</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" >A football eraser</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" >Paint and paintbrushes</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" >A DVD (the most expensive item, but something he really, really wanted)</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" >A Phineas and Ferb joke book (he <span style="font-style: italic;">loves </span>this show!)<br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" >Goldfish crackers (back-to-school snack)</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" >Giftcard ($5) to DQ (he always asks to go there)</span></p><span style="font-size: 15pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br />And, a number puzzle for Avalee.</span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" >Attached was this letter:</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Curlz MT, fantasy;font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:13pt;"></span></span></p><blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Curlz MT, fantasy;">Dear Zavion,</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Curlz MT, fantasy;">I know that you're starting Kindergarten in a couple days, and I wanted to introduce myself to you!</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Curlz MT, fantasy;">You see, I am your back-to-school fairy. I know you probably haven't heard of us back-to-school fairies before (I know we aren't as popular as the tooth fairy!), but we <i>are</i> out there, and take our jobs <i>very</i> seriously.</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Curlz MT, fantasy;">I've had the chance to observe you over the past little while, to get an idea of who you are and what you need from me. What I've seen from you makes me very proud to be your back-to-school fairy.</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Curlz MT, fantasy;">You are kind, compassionate and loving. The way you take care of your sister, involve her in everything, share with her and love her makes me oh-so happy! I also love how you help out your mom, and take care of her, especially when your dad was on his trip.</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Curlz MT, fantasy;">And, your love of learning is something that impresses me very much! I've heard some of the interesting questions you ask your mom and dad, and have seen how much you love studying your math book. You are a special boy and are going to have a great time in school!</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Curlz MT, fantasy;">So, I have included these gifts to celebrate this new and exciting part of your life! I know how excited you are to start school and I'm sure excited to see what you can do!</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Curlz MT, fantasy;">Since I know how much you love to learn, I included some flashcards and fun math bingo (I heard you also really like to play bingo) game. I also thought you might need some extra-fun supplies to do your new homework with, so I put in some cool pencils, erasers and your own pencil sharpener! And, for fun, I thought you might like to read this joke book (after you do your homework, of course)! I put in some after-school snacks, and since I know how much you love s'mores, I thought you might enjoy these! And, last but not least, I put in a gift card for Dairy Queen for you. I thought, you could go for lunch sometime or even for an after-school treat.</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Curlz MT, fantasy;">Zavion, I am so excited to be part of this new wonderful experience with you! I will pop by from time-to-time to check on you and see how you're doing in school.</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Curlz MT, fantasy;">And, like I tell all of my kids; go to bed on time every night (sleep is very important for learning!), mind your teacher (and parents!), do your homework and have fun!</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Curlz MT, fantasy;">Oh, and remember to hang up your backpack everyday (Mom shouldn't have to do that for you!)!</span></span></p><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Curlz MT, fantasy;">With Love,</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Curlz MT, fantasy;">Miss Back-To-School Fairy</span></span></p></blockquote><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Curlz MT, fantasy;"><span style="font-size:13pt;"></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" >I was so happy with how well this went, and I think it helped me more than him, haha!<br /><br />He also got a brand new bunk bed, so he is very happy here with all his new loot sitting on his new bed! :o)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbQmljM-7GgDq2c11n2XsGi9WxjZ9cAyBhpLlX0Y7hxnnfKkfuAcVpwgaIvJidr6asd0cQGbGL9cZsru-pj_lPmGvxrQNHzEX8KDoB3zmc5tJQmvWtcSGhgGoTPgZwqbnUGgyEJkWpLaWx/s1600/IMG_1556.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbQmljM-7GgDq2c11n2XsGi9WxjZ9cAyBhpLlX0Y7hxnnfKkfuAcVpwgaIvJidr6asd0cQGbGL9cZsru-pj_lPmGvxrQNHzEX8KDoB3zmc5tJQmvWtcSGhgGoTPgZwqbnUGgyEJkWpLaWx/s400/IMG_1556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653768519696419154" border="0" /></a><br /><br />As we were going upstairs that night, Zavion said, “I think I'd like to write a Thank You note to the Back-to-School Fairy.” Colin and I just looked at each other and smiled, and of course told Zavion that that would be a very nice thing to do. He's such a wonderful guy!</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" >The next day he wrote a note and drew a picture, then added some things to a paper bag to be 'delivered' to the BTS Fairy. So sweet!</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15pt;font-size:130%;" >I also plan to have some random visits from the BTS Fairy over the school year. There might be just some little notes to check in on him or maybe even a little gift here and there. :o)</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="LEFT"><br /></p>Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-50019672504200668352011-09-13T21:45:00.000-07:002011-09-14T09:15:33.382-07:00Zavion-My big Kindergartner<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsuvDZaHlzLeUIr8bYpfUKlcr3ULE267hxf1ZgNWHbuhhdOb4MD4WphHlGy_bMDqgwh6a6sptv_3BCMyv3ThAIjcUPFU9b13x0AlIZKjFHxolJAL77xE4Jc0Wo-nia8CSfMLP0bTr5U12K/s1600/IMG_1564.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsuvDZaHlzLeUIr8bYpfUKlcr3ULE267hxf1ZgNWHbuhhdOb4MD4WphHlGy_bMDqgwh6a6sptv_3BCMyv3ThAIjcUPFU9b13x0AlIZKjFHxolJAL77xE4Jc0Wo-nia8CSfMLP0bTr5U12K/s400/IMG_1564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652074635194118978" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Today was the day. The day I've thought about since the day you were born. The day I've been thinking about almost daily for the last six months.<br /><br />You were ready; more than ready. You knew that when you turned five, that meant school. Yet, you turned five just a month over the cut-off, so you had to wait. Living across from the elementary school was difficult; you saw the kids out there everyday and were just itching to start school. Your two cousins, only six and four months older, were already in Kindergarten and I watched your eager face as they told stories of school.<br /><br />I was <span style="font-style: italic;">not </span>as ready. Having you be so eager and excited made me happy-happy for you. I however, couldn't stop thinking; "Didn't I just bring him home from the hospital?" "Wasn't it just last month he said his first word, took his first steps...?"<br /><br />We had so much time together, just the two of us, before Avalee came along. Three years and two months, to be exact. We have always been best friends, partners-in-crime. You shared my love of reading, and we would spend countless hours reading 'One Fish Two Fish,' 'Stinky Face, 'Hand, Hand, Fingers, Thumb' and countless others. Sometimes Daddy would get home from work, and I would realize all we had done was read all day.<br />As you got older, you developed a real knack for cooking and would spend as much time with me in the kitchen as you could. We were also craft buddies and I decided early on to just let you do whatever you were capable of, regardless of the mess. We sure had some interesting moments!<br /><br />But, I knew it was time to send you onto teachers who would further what Daddy and I have already taught you. You are so anxious to learn math, are ready to read your own books and want to know everything there is about space.<br /><br />Again, I was bolstered by your self-confidence, leadership and self-reliance. You have always been the type of kid to just go out and get what you want. You have a drive for knowledge in everything you do. You also have Mommy's perfectionism which combined means you are one determined guy! You make things happen but do it with a big smile on your face. You have one of the biggest, most unique personalities I have seen on anyone. In fact, you have been this way since the minute you were born. Your first smile was at only three days (captured by a very quick Daddy), first sentence at 17 months old and by two, you were going around the playground introducing yourself to kids and adults alike.<br /><br />You also posses this amazing sensitivity. Your are compassionate to all, and are fiercely loyal to those you love. Your sister is probably the luckiest girl ever to have a brother who takes care of her and treats her with such respect. Dad and I are lucky too, often being the recipients of letters, pictures and gifts you have created for us (sometimes just because, sometimes as a 'thanks for doing all you do for me'). You have an amazing knack for sensing when someone needs a little extra boost, and you deliver; whether it's a drawing, hug or big smile, you can always brighten the mood.<br /><br />And, today? Well, it was no different than any other despite us telling you what a big deal the first day of Kindergarten was. You obliged me taking a thousand pictures in front of the door, being careful not too smudge the chalk on the sign I made (maybe because you saw me being way too anal while making it?) then announced you were ready to go.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ0OUtLnWleZjfZG88rpv0-MxXkttzVDYSp5_fhtYlXaSWbSIWCvwDx9EKZparhUa_icMC3VRTZNSLNCXKsychtRItovXzXp3eQ1dZI6e3RWFsyKwSXaPQhMiBAFqr1WVp4Gnvifcfl5ux/s1600/IMG_1572.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ0OUtLnWleZjfZG88rpv0-MxXkttzVDYSp5_fhtYlXaSWbSIWCvwDx9EKZparhUa_icMC3VRTZNSLNCXKsychtRItovXzXp3eQ1dZI6e3RWFsyKwSXaPQhMiBAFqr1WVp4Gnvifcfl5ux/s400/IMG_1572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652074640616866082" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We tried holding you back but you were too anxious, so with thirty minutes until classes started, we started the five minute walk to the school.<br /><br />You were so excited you were just bounding along, and your enthusiasm crept over to your little sister (who was so anxious about you leaving she didn't go to sleep until after 11PM the night before-at one point even crawling into your bed). I was happy to see the two of your running, chasing and tickling each other on the way over. Somehow, I think you knew she needed that.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRw-tp-3a1IBmk_MiUIHicBP181MlzT9KseuUpnZ_WsNuBKPuJTqyie81FoZuJaYuuCQ3lP51PcMp5uDIUpQlvVoutkeH7uNjnV29XgEQpS8z5sP6w8jz4MmcGRolHd4w76WzjI0Y9pqHn/s1600/IMG_1584.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRw-tp-3a1IBmk_MiUIHicBP181MlzT9KseuUpnZ_WsNuBKPuJTqyie81FoZuJaYuuCQ3lP51PcMp5uDIUpQlvVoutkeH7uNjnV29XgEQpS8z5sP6w8jz4MmcGRolHd4w76WzjI0Y9pqHn/s400/IMG_1584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652076820273682322" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We got to the school, and you went in just like you owned the place. It was only as we were walking down the long hallway to your classroom that you reached over and grabbed my hand. I wonder if that was for you or me?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl2yCul96cgUrmHqf7cOGtErziA0ieT_ErxBQ3N8rik3i1fhbWdce0q04DlbPGwhB814Bri6ZZUh7p-iJcxnEDxRfZRldvtFzrPBQUSAFh-x2YyR6O15T2g9PsHf6gzacwaGs4zu3rlxQF/s1600/IMG_1596.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl2yCul96cgUrmHqf7cOGtErziA0ieT_ErxBQ3N8rik3i1fhbWdce0q04DlbPGwhB814Bri6ZZUh7p-iJcxnEDxRfZRldvtFzrPBQUSAFh-x2YyR6O15T2g9PsHf6gzacwaGs4zu3rlxQF/s400/IMG_1596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652076825167591298" border="0" /></a><br /><br />In the classroom, and again it was like you were right at home (you had been there a few times already; for orientation, open house and assessments). Watching you do the mundane things that you will do everyday, like hang up your bag, pick a seat and stack up blocks, I started to tear up a little.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi__kXF1b6XMfbHTZPMzY8DGxZYBRZ_2AGu-t3YxZKLp6im6C7dUT_ZcLzmXuOuLCDHVejwho2F_5rbisbcNowq7UW5NXd4La1qtYSiFx6-ggI3Ahufml5phcahRrBu7V_6t5j62zGWRVzr/s1600/IMG_1607.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi__kXF1b6XMfbHTZPMzY8DGxZYBRZ_2AGu-t3YxZKLp6im6C7dUT_ZcLzmXuOuLCDHVejwho2F_5rbisbcNowq7UW5NXd4La1qtYSiFx6-ggI3Ahufml5phcahRrBu7V_6t5j62zGWRVzr/s400/IMG_1607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652078345239212226" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I think it was just the realization that that was now your new 'norm' and that I wasn't going to see that everyday.<br /><br />We stuck around awhile; Dad, Avalee and I, just assessing everything, taking it all in. There wasn't much chatter among kids, since there was a lot of nervousness (mostly from the parents) in the air. You immediately started building a castle with blocks, and barely noticed as I took your picture.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV1OSxIEm8y9267Heq4XPfMGHoPfBtW9AnUnUZlrK05gZuEFTceVaWOD6bMAvhjxiy1zChtwW8gx4hlqjsR_jdYeiLYZc_fac7qdboO2d1rShSdByv8gV1MRZ5OZMDCAXeZ8y9vv_jE4Qn/s1600/IMG_1611.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV1OSxIEm8y9267Heq4XPfMGHoPfBtW9AnUnUZlrK05gZuEFTceVaWOD6bMAvhjxiy1zChtwW8gx4hlqjsR_jdYeiLYZc_fac7qdboO2d1rShSdByv8gV1MRZ5OZMDCAXeZ8y9vv_jE4Qn/s400/IMG_1611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652078353309071842" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Parents began trickling out, and I knew we should go. Pretty much all that was left were the parents of the kids begging and crying to not stay. You—you barely noticed when I said we were going. I didn't want to embarrass you, so I just squeezed your shoulders in a quick hug (vowing to give extra kisses later) and told you to listen to your teacher and have a great day.<br /><br />Walking out of that room and down the hallway, it hit me that things were changing. I know it sounds silly, but I could clearly see you waving goodbye to me from your dorm room window...<br />I remembered the baggie your teacher had told the parents to take, and pulled it out.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyu62ImxPW7x3PcRumMS-b3I5ptkqcoIVT3hV-VbpBS7wP0GUmJD_7fI1C4rQCBq2DMkTX9WAGOnIyBrc5yMMllsHXP8BB1JHhtUO8sBZvgNU6610vVMTeiwHBM-op-4aKkzipcGhfDwZL/s1600/IMG_1618.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyu62ImxPW7x3PcRumMS-b3I5ptkqcoIVT3hV-VbpBS7wP0GUmJD_7fI1C4rQCBq2DMkTX9WAGOnIyBrc5yMMllsHXP8BB1JHhtUO8sBZvgNU6610vVMTeiwHBM-op-4aKkzipcGhfDwZL/s400/IMG_1618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652080913093244562" border="0" /></a><br />Of course, it was so very thoughtful but made me cry even more.<br /><br />I decided I needed one last look in the classroom, and although I know Daddy wanted to stop me, he didn't. We walked back; all the parents had gone and the door was closed, but I peeked in and there you were, sitting at your desk, still working on that castle. :o)<br /><br />We walked that same path back home, and I couldn't stop my mind from playing an endless video of you; when I first saw your tiny face, you dressed up as Superman for your first Halloween at only 12 days old, your first steps, blowing out the candles on your 1st birthday, seeing your satisfied face when you realized you communicated with us by signing 'milk' or 'more', the look on your face when you had your first sucker (on your second Halloween), watching you watch the monkeys on your first trip to the zoo, laughing at thinking I had any chance keeping you clean on your first camping trip (in which you were covered in dirt in about 20 seconds), watching you dip your toes in the sand then in the cold Pacific Coast water for the first time, telling you "Daddy will be home later" when you cried and cried after he left for work each day, watching your amazement when we told you Mommy had a baby in her belly and you were going to be a big brother, laughing at your own 'baby belly' created by stuffing your basketball under your shirt, seeing you for the first time after becoming a family of four and getting to hug and kiss you after what seemed like years apart, watching the bond between you and your sister grow everyday and being amazed that a three year age difference doesn't seem to matter when two people love each other as much as you two do, watching as you realized you could read things and didn't even know it yet, watching you create hours on end (drawing, painting, sculpting, writing), listening to you 'read' your sister your favorite books, watching you ride without training wheels for the first time, and finally watching your little backpack bobbing along as you ran along to school, excited for the possibilities and what awaited you.<br />Of course, more tears were shed and I checked the time, realizing it was only 1:27 and we still had two hours and three minutes to go.<br /><br />When it came time to get you, I walked a little faster on that path that will become oh-so-familiar to us in the coming years. I could see you waiting in line in front of the school (at 3:27...darn, I wanted to be waiting for <span style="font-style: italic;">you</span>), looking calm, cool and collected. But, then you spotted me, and although I couldn't hear you, I saw you pointing to me and gesturing excitedly to your teacher. That made my heart beat a little faster...maybe you did miss me, just a little?<br /><br />Questions about what you did, who you met, what you learned were not met with many answers. You sang a song but didn't know what it was about, read a new book but didn't know the title, played with a new friend on recess but didn't know her name. Your sister was beckoning you to chase her back home, run and play tag and you were ready to oblige. That was more important, of course, so I figured answers would come later.<br /><br />The most important answer was "Yes, I loved it! I can't wait for tomorrow!"<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ9gSpAk7SINHdej3P9ZoJpay4XO4OgZqp8zMvAtPGdku0YcWNALjxnIzb-mPcG1ilAYBDkDgvf7Nlo_dP7y7bpgnolepd4pUUmjodsq1HzCXZdGnndskdywCLbhpe0OorZFuhaDlviXkW/s1600/IMG_1646.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ9gSpAk7SINHdej3P9ZoJpay4XO4OgZqp8zMvAtPGdku0YcWNALjxnIzb-mPcG1ilAYBDkDgvf7Nlo_dP7y7bpgnolepd4pUUmjodsq1HzCXZdGnndskdywCLbhpe0OorZFuhaDlviXkW/s400/IMG_1646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652082433916170610" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Here we go again... ;o)Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-62788631242184314202011-07-27T22:11:00.000-07:002011-08-09T14:02:34.381-07:00Fourth of July weekend... Camping & Fireworks!Can you still call it Fourth of July weekend, if the fourth is on a Monday? Hmm...I don't know. But, I've already written the title and it's saved like that, so we're going with it!
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<br />Last year during our big family campout, my cousin was telling us about a campground that had camped at earlier in the year. It was small enough that they watched their daughter ride her bike around the entire campground, had a river for fishing and just sounded all-around wonderful. I knew I wanted to go camping there this Summer, especially since we actually had a vehicle we could fit us and camping gear in now (still lovin' our Yukon!).
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<br />After checking our schedules, it turned out the only available time we could go between all of our other activities, was the day after our anniversary (nine years, baby!) and the weekend before the fourth.
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<br />So, the morning of we headed out early, and made a couple stops for groceries. We had, of course, gotten the address and an idea of where we were headed before we left. Hubby was using the GPS on his phone, so we were set. We wanted to get there kind of early, since this particular campground didn't take reservations (which made this control-freak a little nervous) but after the grocery stop, a potty stop (which luckily occurred at a KFC so we could also get lunch) and two more stops (for roasting forks...oops, nobody was apparently in charge of packing those...! and firewood) it was taking longer than expected And, it was further than we anticipated too... It seemed like we just kept driving and driving, and the kids' “Are we there yet?” from the backseat certainly didn't help!
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<br />But, finally we saw the sign for Salmonberry campground (in Alsea, OR)! We pulled in and were impressed immediately. The campground was beautiful, small and cozy and all the tent sites were settled back against the tree line, giving a nice big grassy area to play, sunbathe, etc.
<br />We picked out a site and before we could even get the tent, aka vacation home (our tent is <span style="font-style: italic;">huge</span>) up, Z was already begging to go fishing.
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<br />He and Avalee were quickly distracted by a cute, fuzzy little caterpillar, which gave us the time we needed to get set up. ;o)
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<br />After getting settled in we headed to the boat dock so Z could get in some fishing.
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<br />As I expected, his impatience got the better of him and not much fishing was had.
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<br />The kiddos still had lots of fun swimming in the river, digging in the mud and chasing butterflies.
<br />Avalee decided she wanted to try some fishing too.
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<br />After we got back to camp, we discovered why we were seeing so many butterflies! This cocoon was huge and full of (probably hundreds!) of caterpillars! I've never seen anything like it, and we were all just fascinated with it!
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<br />Dinner that night consisted of roasted sausages, salad and chips.
<br />We decided, in order to save space (since Grandma was coming with) we would leave the grill at home. I was a little nervous that we would be relying on just the campfire, but packed bread and PB&J, just in case. Haha!
<br />Dessert was, of course, s'mores. Unless, you're Avalee and just want the marshmallows!
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<br />And, even camping, you still have to get bedtime stories from Daddy!
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<br />After Avalee went to bed, Z was "bored" and decided ton put on a show for us with glowsticks (it was much cooler in the dark, but the flash on the camera lit him up). Silly guy!
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<br />In the morning, we managed to heat up water over the campfire for hot chocolate, which is a <span style="font-style: italic;">very</span> important aspect of the camping trip. Unfortunately, I forgot cereal bowls, so we had to wing it and use plastic cups...oops!
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<br />Then, it was onto our next adventure...pay showers! When it says on the website to bring lots of quarters, you should probably do just that. We kind of put it off, and once we got there realized it was $.25/minute...yikes! Colin and I decided to take kids in together and each take one. It went, eh, okay, but lets just say there was a lot of furious scrubbing going on!
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<br />After a nice afternoon of swimming in the river, some more fishing, riding bikes, etc we realized we were getting pretty low on wood. And, since dinner was going to be hobo stew, we decided to go back into town for wood.
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<br />After a very interesting interaction at the all-around general store (grocery/hardware/deli...) with the locals, we were told there was no wood available. What...how do you not have wood??
<br />Yet, we somehow found ourselves following one gal to her house where her dad agreed to sell us some of his wood. Sure, enough when we arrived at the (kind) stranger's house, there was a boy outside chopping wood for us! And, we ended up with an entire back end of wood plus kindling. Wow, such service! Love that small town feel!
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<br />So, we ended plenty of wood for our hobo strew dinner that night...haha! And, let me just say that was some gooood hobo stew! I remember when we were kids and we made the traditional style, with a hamburger patty, carrots potatoes and onions. I decided to go with something different, so did mine with a chicken breast, sliced red and green bell peppers, onion, potatoes with olive oil and salt/pepper. After they cooked on the coals, I topped it with a slice of swiss...yummm!
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<br />After dinner, the kids each found new camping friends to hang out with. Z's was a little boy about a year younger than him, but who was riding without training wheels. This proved fascinating for Z and gave the other boy a bit of the advantage in adventurous riding. Avalee's new little friend happened to be a <span style="font-style: italic;">boy</span>. Ohh, and not just <span style="font-style: italic;">any </span>boy, but a boy wearing cool goggles and wielding a plastic ax. A very manly boy that of course was trying to woo her into eventually marrying him and moving far, far away.
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<br />At least, that's what Avalee's Daddy thought...hehe!
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<br />We were sad to depart the next day, but vowed to make return trips to this beautiful campground very soon!
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<br />Of course, one has to make time for one final cup of hot chocolate. And, how cool is this dude, right??
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<br />Little Miss A got her hands on a doughnut!
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<br />Since we had discovered on the long ride in that we were only about 30 miles from the coast, we decided to head back that way and take advantage of the beautiful Sunday afternoon.
<br />We ended up stopping at Nye Beach, which is an area we don't often venture, since it's usually further South than we go, but it was a great area.
<br />The only hitch was where we decided to actually go down to the beach. It was a bit of a descent, or so we thought...until we started down. We quickly realized it was almost <span style="font-style: italic;">straight </span>down! It proved to be a little more difficult than we first thought, and let's just say we had Colin go back solo and drive down to the pier to pick us up!
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<br />The beach itself was gorgeous and we had perfect weather (perfect weather in Oregon coast terms means little wind, some sun and no rain...haha). We also enjoyed all the rock formations, some of which were perfect photo spots and all the jellyfish.
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<br />We spent some time there gathering shells, digging in the sand, chasing birds and being chased by waves, and then decided it was time to head back home.
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<br />It was definitely an amazing, much-needed stay-cation and we all went back home happy and relaxed. :o)
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<br />The next day was the Fourth of July, of course, and we realized we had no fireworks. Oops! So, we headed off to find a few fireworks to buy, and after visiting a couple different stands finally had some of our favorites. Then, to the store to grab some eats and back home.
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<br />After dinner, we headed out to let the kiddos do some snakes (why do they love these so much I'll never know!) and sparklers. Once it got a little darker, we started some of our goodies.
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<br />We don't buy too much, because our neighbors always put on quite the display of (illegal) fabulous fireworks all evening (and sometimes the following day) so we don't want to miss out on those. This year was definitely not an exception, and we enjoyed fireworks all evening!
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<br />We actually lost track of the time, until Zavion dragged himself over to me and said, “Mom, can we just do my baseball (we always let him get one 'big' fountain as the finale...this year it was a baseball one) because I'm cold and tired.” I checked the time and it was 10PM! Two hours after their bedtime...oops!
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<br />So, we did his fountain and took two tired kiddos inside for bed (of course, they fell asleep immediately) and called it an evening.
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<br />It was a great evening following a fantastic weekend, and I could hardly believe the end to our little vacation (since our anniversary was the day before camping, Colin had been off for five whole days!) and back to reality the next day! :)Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-12503938565987305832011-07-22T19:28:00.000-07:002013-05-02T18:13:43.204-07:00Graduation Party!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY0CkCi7AsF8IYctkH2tFdDfRDSsHa4twBMfFfnKXTg3k0UZpnubJhuDyzkje7LfuI92tcBWHdZe-QZCY3NP2VUSB2w1fOR0O39HMk4JKCWaLuEY4nR_c3-PjC52Bd7zwjQdqMqq0i2hxq/s1600/IMG_8391.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632372298969286930" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY0CkCi7AsF8IYctkH2tFdDfRDSsHa4twBMfFfnKXTg3k0UZpnubJhuDyzkje7LfuI92tcBWHdZe-QZCY3NP2VUSB2w1fOR0O39HMk4JKCWaLuEY4nR_c3-PjC52Bd7zwjQdqMqq0i2hxq/s400/IMG_8391.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br />
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Every year, we usually have to add in at least one wedding or graduation to our busy Summer schedule. With all of my family living in the general area, it always seems like there's one cousin or another graduating, which usually means a party to attend.<br />
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Well, this year it happened to be my little sister (and, yes, in case you were wondering there is 15 years difference between us)!<br />
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Being the party planning nut that I am, I of course offered to throw her a big graduation party. We also decided since she turned 18 just a few days after graduating, that we'd celebrate that too!<br />
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This was definitely one of my favorite parties to throw! I know I say that after every party (haha), but I really enjoyed putting everything together and really staying within my budget here. Also, it wasn't like my usual kids parties or showers where there would be a big theme to tie it all together. I was really just relying on the graduation aspect of it to make everything work.<br />
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Thanks to Pinterest I found some really great ideas and combined with some of my own (hey, I <span style="font-style: italic;">do</span> have a few moments of genius myself from time-to-time!) came up with a great plan!<br />
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Besides being on a pretty strict budget, I also wanted to try to keep things low-key (hence the lack of theme) because my sister is a pretty low-fuss kind of gal. The one thing I wanted to try incorporating, at least minimally, was an artistic aspect to the party. Mercedes has always been very much into art, loves sketching and drawing, and is even thinking about attending The Art Institute.<br />
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So, one of the first things that popped into my mind was a way to use that in a fun way.<br />
I decided instead of a guest book or the now-usual picture with mat frame for guests to sign, I would have them get in touch with their inner artist!<br />
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Something I tried doing, since I was on a tight budget, was to use things I already had.<br />
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I put together this little sign and added it to a frame ($.99 at IKEA!) I had had for a previous party. I and added some blank notecards my mom had laying around and raided my party favor stash for crayons. I set everything on the gift table for the guests to use, and it turned out perfect! The guests really got into writing, making up limericks and drawing and Mercedes loved all the finished 'pieces.'<br />
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I decided to take the art idea one step further, and also decided to add butcher paper to all of the tables for guests to doodle on. I placed little buckets (these were also left over from another party) of crayons out the tables as well. The guests really seemed to enjoy drawing on the tables and Mercedes even took home some of the art after the party.<br />
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When I saw the vellum insert that went into her graduation announcements, I knew I had to find a way to use it! I love vellum, and this was basically a free decoration (and free is <span style="font-style: italic;">always </span>welcome!)!<br />
I had a couple green (the school colors were blue and green) picture frames I borrowed from my daughter's room, added that to one and a picture of my sister on graduation day in the other. Then I just scattered other pictures around. It looked great and really tied everything together!<br />
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Oh, and the 'M?' I bought it at Michaels for $1 and had planned on modgepodging it to match everything better. Then I forgot about it and found it at about midnight before the party! So, I broke out my trusty double-sided tape and voila!<br />
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I also knew I wanted to display a lot of photos of Mercedes through the years and wanted to display them in a unique way. I toyed around with several ideas, but the one that kept coming back to me was the idea of stringing them up somehow. To me, that seemed like a carefree kind of way to show them off, which was what my goal was for the day. :o)<br />
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I had seen some different pictures of people doing something similar for other parties, but they usually used a tree to hang a line for the pictures. Since our party was in a public park, I didn't really want to go around stabbing all the trees.<br />
So, after a field trip to Lowes I came up with an idea of using wooden dowels and the hubby said he would make some blocks to screw them into.<br />
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In the end, we had to scrap the blocks and just stick the dowels into the ground (thank goodness it rained a few days earlier!), so they could be seen above the tables. Usually these kind of last minute changes stress me out and I end up unhappy with the result, but this turned out perfectly! I really liked how nice they looked without being formal. The only thing that disappointed me was not having enough space for all the pictures I had gathered. I should have bought taller dowels, so we had more space for extra line, but I think all-in-all it looked great!<br />
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I tried to keep the decorations kind of simple, especially since I wasn't sure exactly where everything would go with the party being outdoors.<br />
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I fell in love with the idea of using paper chains as a party decoration, after seeing it at a party online. And, it seemed like the perfect cost-effective, understated idea I had been trying to go for. So, after raiding my scrapbooking supply, I came up with blue and green cardstock. Then I bought a couple sheets of gold (part of the school colors) to go along with it. I ended up with three paper chains; two were a mixture of the blue and green and one was a solid gold. Once we got out there though, we realized we needed to once again improvise, so my awesome party planning partner, Liz, split them up and hung them from all the tables. It looked great!<br />
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I decided to go for a simple banner saying, 'Congrats Mercedes' to hang from the main table. I used a fun background in my Printshop program that looked like notebook paper and backed that with some blue scrapbook paper.<br />
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Since the banner was pretty simple, I decided to add some other aspects of the party into the cupcake toppers.<br />
I made two different styles; one went on the mini cupcakes and one on the regular cupcakes.<br />
For the minis, I used a circle stamp I got from Michaels then put a sticker in the middle.<br />
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The regular cupcake picks, I used scrapbook paper and printed, 'Class of 2011' and 'Congrats Mercedes' on them then cut them into pennant shapes.<br />
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Something pretty simple I also did was to use regular dessert napkins and stamp directly on them. I found a ($1) graduation stamp at Michaels and stamped a graduation hat into the middle of each napkin, then rolled them up with some plasticware inside. I finished them off with a piece of ribbon tied around the middle and they looked really cute (and, a lot of guests complimented me on making them look like diplomas which wasn't even my intention!). I then added some chick peas (got in bulk at my local grocery store for under a dollar) to the bottom of one of my vases, and placed the rolls inside (the chick peas allowed for extra space in the top of my hourglass shaped vase to fit more of the rolls). Super-simple, super-cute and super-cute (less than $5 since I already had the vase, napkins, ribbon and plasticware and just had to purchase the peas, stamp and inkpad)!<br />
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And my favorite aspect of the (well, most partys...lol) party...the food!<br />
We really wanted to keep the food simple, so decided to do an open house style from 2-5, in between meal times.<br />
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In keeping with the arty theme, I wrote the food labels directly on the butcher paper that covered the tables. This was another original idea I had, and one that I was set on making happen. It looked cute and save some time and effort from having to make labels!<br />
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We opted for turkey and ham wraps wraps (did you know Trader Joes has square tortillas?? Perfect for wraps!) with various other fillings. My mom was in charge of them, and they turned out so great!<br />
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We also got different chips and dips and had some fresh fruit (strawberries were just picked by us two days earlier!) with dip (we put the fruit dip in the bottom of some mini plastic cups, then added the fruit to the top...they were very popular!).<br />
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And, the desserts were the best part...!<br />
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I got the inspiration for these fun treats from Bakerella.<br />
These certainly requied a little extra work, but they also turned out better than I expected. Despite the tediousness, they so were so worth it and ended up being the hit of the party!<br />
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I found another fun idea on Pinterest of using pirouhettes with a candy tie around to look like diplomas. These also proved a bit tedious, especially since I had to cut apart the color 'ropes' from the rainbow candy belts (bought at Target in the dollar spot). They also got rave reviews and were gone before I knew it!<br />
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And, of course we had the cupcakes plus a birthday cake (Costco) too.<br />
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Since the cake was really the only birthday part, I made an outline of '18' in birthday candles then made a mini pennant to go on top of the cake (using <a href="http://tomkatstudio.blogspot.com/2010/10/diy-party-projects-mini-cake-bunting.html">TomKat Studio's</a> free printable!)<br />
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It was a very successful party and the party girl was happy with the outcome! I was happy that everything turned out how I wanted and I kept myself under budget!<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU9Z3-0fEHHqe3cwR65REpXca2-oVFaMVcR42px7sKtvsv7w_k-OMaMXv9JDWeQocIR6L5FR-JuOfwAuRjCz5zAYTUzrS2D4uddhB7UobRY81RiZ8CTDVQd5ID5KUuL7NaKk9URCQMTuI2/s1600/IMG_8441.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632411697056202930" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU9Z3-0fEHHqe3cwR65REpXca2-oVFaMVcR42px7sKtvsv7w_k-OMaMXv9JDWeQocIR6L5FR-JuOfwAuRjCz5zAYTUzrS2D4uddhB7UobRY81RiZ8CTDVQd5ID5KUuL7NaKk9URCQMTuI2/s400/IMG_8441.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 267px;" /></a>Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com43tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-30687480851630826012011-07-12T22:00:00.000-07:002012-01-12T22:23:31.606-08:00Father's DayWe had a fantastic Father's Day this year! Usually I'm so busy with, well everything (June is a crazy month for us with birthdays, anniversaries and usually at least one graduation and/or wedding) that I forget about Father's Day until right before. Which, of course usually means that all my fabulous gift ideas don't get finished (or even started!) and I'm left with the standard of buying something, or giving hubby a gift card.<br /><br />This year I was determined to actually get what I wanted done (despite being in the middle of planning my sister's graduation/18th birthday party). My hubby works so hard for us every day and really is the most incredible dad, ever, that he deserves the very best!<br /><br />Let me just get off an a tangent here to tell you why we love him so, so much... This is the guy who doesn't hesitate to grab the (pink and flowery) diaper bag to go change a kid while we're at the store. Nobody asks him and he never complains. And, when the second kid needs to go to the bathroom three minutes later, he's off again. He comes home from a full day of work and takes the kids out for a bike ride or a walk or to the playground, and then after dinner gets down on the floor (bad back, and all) to wrestle and tickle until it's time to go upstairs for a bath, which <span style="font-style: italic;">he</span> gives. He gets bedtime snacks, reads to one of the kids and then does it all again the next day.<br />He kisses owies, helps dig for worms in the garden, fixes bikes, picks flowers, goes down the slide, blows bubbles...<br />And, something I think is most important of all; he's also not afraid to gives kisses, hugs and snuggles. Because they have a daddy who is strong enough to know when his kids needs a kiss, anytime or anywhere, I have two of the most affectionate kids a parent could ask for.<br /><br />For all those reason, and so, so many more we love him to the moon and back! And, that is why we decided he needed some extra-special Father's Day treatment!<br /><br />We started the morning off by getting him one of his favorite breakfasts; the McGriddle from McDonalds. Now, I know you're saying, that's not very special...not even making the guy breakfast! But, I don't do breakfast, that's actually his area of expertise. And, he really <span style="font-style: italic;">does </span>love the McGriddle, so it was a win-win. ;o)<br /><br />After we served him breakfast, we presented him with his gifts...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2sEB1_yTPezy-BVS6Pcmk8bAH5ZxZr0byNTfYWXpt3J0aK4kDnPzPtpwW0e8xaKOgux5SVeAUQ0hD-5pobyFYknY1DTe7JlJisZy-dV9niIa3hVA4Q2XQVpk9ZXEyU4yblxLDI4nsNuwO/s1600/IMG_8233.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2sEB1_yTPezy-BVS6Pcmk8bAH5ZxZr0byNTfYWXpt3J0aK4kDnPzPtpwW0e8xaKOgux5SVeAUQ0hD-5pobyFYknY1DTe7JlJisZy-dV9niIa3hVA4Q2XQVpk9ZXEyU4yblxLDI4nsNuwO/s400/IMG_8233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628698527762112434" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I found this idea <a href="http://alphamom.com/family-fun/holidays/diy-fathers-day-gift-superhero-craft/">online </a>and knew immediately I would do it for him for Father's Day (most of you know our love for all things superhero around here...in fact, Zavion's middle name is Steel, which is actually for Superman, 'Man of Steel'). What was great was that all the labels were free printables!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPUBAyNumiG4FRc5RqqD1QOfan238Cupx3icFtgpOkW5_BbdqcpwKVK_usVwspZa7LtTnvSZtfmBjALgZpG93v5SlWPGuXxqgn7rHJhuazRIBMofw1CVScfaB-bQVriouU4xnK1_oTnZLF/s1600/IMG_8223.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPUBAyNumiG4FRc5RqqD1QOfan238Cupx3icFtgpOkW5_BbdqcpwKVK_usVwspZa7LtTnvSZtfmBjALgZpG93v5SlWPGuXxqgn7rHJhuazRIBMofw1CVScfaB-bQVriouU4xnK1_oTnZLF/s400/IMG_8223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628699160941528146" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Zavion and I went to the grocery store and got all of Colin's favorite foods to go in the gift basket, including Dots, Sunchips, candy corn, rootbeer, of course, and lots of other favorites.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNuwos5E2uuv1hXNNc-xprpQyXuX7FBXqh8V_P_IZ5Q4FQXJxM1oZwfNm8jf3BNLj97JNurs9KhdJMRHHBUDU-kLpz85kEcI-cIg2gQ880ck_IJPv7_UaDfX51yxApLZn4tjJJmMJcEste/s1600/IMG_8226.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNuwos5E2uuv1hXNNc-xprpQyXuX7FBXqh8V_P_IZ5Q4FQXJxM1oZwfNm8jf3BNLj97JNurs9KhdJMRHHBUDU-kLpz85kEcI-cIg2gQ880ck_IJPv7_UaDfX51yxApLZn4tjJJmMJcEste/s400/IMG_8226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628698532408926290" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Our grocery store has a wonderful bulk foods section, and we were able to get a lot of the goodies there (saving some money!). We took everything out of the original packaging and put it in plain bags, which gave it a more authentic look.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMoc5gMtRmvWqEM4R67FFtP2zE_ZLhVHjzUFor2mBu16fb_IRt6ulLSRZCrjmaVBxti3Ip3iI2cf6psmaNM69LrvTwSO9wcpf5M79yFLIbdxfQuuO9PP0xfq87Is6B3zfE0EkjCepgdRDu/s1600/IMG_8228.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMoc5gMtRmvWqEM4R67FFtP2zE_ZLhVHjzUFor2mBu16fb_IRt6ulLSRZCrjmaVBxti3Ip3iI2cf6psmaNM69LrvTwSO9wcpf5M79yFLIbdxfQuuO9PP0xfq87Is6B3zfE0EkjCepgdRDu/s400/IMG_8228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628699169329734546" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiINHKvMqXHC1oDnSWdedCRbEDyLy3mPOkqgD5t9VKup-WOX_uaDOm2L7ciHHeoyV5m71aV7ckLkxv_8VtgmOe7D-XujgENJBsi4Xl834BrmSI3YbbtcPBQ2an6o2df7BbuYhoGnVJwZdnJ/s1600/IMG_8229.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiINHKvMqXHC1oDnSWdedCRbEDyLy3mPOkqgD5t9VKup-WOX_uaDOm2L7ciHHeoyV5m71aV7ckLkxv_8VtgmOe7D-XujgENJBsi4Xl834BrmSI3YbbtcPBQ2an6o2df7BbuYhoGnVJwZdnJ/s400/IMG_8229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628699955459693010" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Zm-rp8PGhyphenhyphenB2ojsUt0JvTvQfUIzV_jd623YxEQpaVOw2YzRHILpXbqI5Mi_s8nn8p99Jcmy3k31LWNPzUGkO3Wu4UioV5WmLOujoZhCx0McfF7YKKiWReN1O9FGfzL15mQlaSP1o5kTu/s1600/IMG_8227.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Zm-rp8PGhyphenhyphenB2ojsUt0JvTvQfUIzV_jd623YxEQpaVOw2YzRHILpXbqI5Mi_s8nn8p99Jcmy3k31LWNPzUGkO3Wu4UioV5WmLOujoZhCx0McfF7YKKiWReN1O9FGfzL15mQlaSP1o5kTu/s400/IMG_8227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628699962162012914" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC95yYIgUjynrfdyGC2BWqR7hdpkmWKBHmmSX0q1bR4TmSiFd5kWrL70LdNjDWX7YdUdqDBnEbMKjRja5Nnddx99Jj7nKmnyr7TrrY0zz9ZFr0KAHGgpPpwNoTg9jeti__WGwjQhZSOZ-V/s1600/IMG_8230.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC95yYIgUjynrfdyGC2BWqR7hdpkmWKBHmmSX0q1bR4TmSiFd5kWrL70LdNjDWX7YdUdqDBnEbMKjRja5Nnddx99Jj7nKmnyr7TrrY0zz9ZFr0KAHGgpPpwNoTg9jeti__WGwjQhZSOZ-V/s400/IMG_8230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628700628033031442" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And, let me tell you, the kiddos were so excited to put it all together for Daddy (okay, I admit, so was I!)!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidVlyIPCNI9pihWnbcRXuXQe0VN1p9uqv4bsXv45_BbhC_KFp4pMlS0TLbs7wiEnBM6SLaDyRL9BnOw0oDrFkCKzlsAq3B9b77Fs_ITldhJXsc8XiWQo8gB-HaUJhqO1wqpfP-ZbvmpNPD/s1600/IMG_8241.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidVlyIPCNI9pihWnbcRXuXQe0VN1p9uqv4bsXv45_BbhC_KFp4pMlS0TLbs7wiEnBM6SLaDyRL9BnOw0oDrFkCKzlsAq3B9b77Fs_ITldhJXsc8XiWQo8gB-HaUJhqO1wqpfP-ZbvmpNPD/s400/IMG_8241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628702013319632290" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The other big gift we did, my personal favorite...<br /><br />I took the kiddos to the park about a week before Father's Day and had them hold the letters while I took their pics. I was a little nervous, because I knew how I wanted it to look, and things rarely go as perfectly (yes, I am a control-freak, perfectionist with a little OCD on the side...lol) as I envision, especially when the kids are directly involved. But, it went perfectly! The kids were so cooperative and well-behaved and the pics I got turned out so amazing!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZNgWrLOucYErAL2PrSYMBonBBThjm0JlId-PPDdtH-NRDACBGMXoF8bAn696UC8fN5YjPPX89e-hYwmri3qSDQr2cvf9_GBpn6DTT3oI6KQwHlbigVyd_IMXljryLALs69tXzZTeogrgP/s1600/IMG_8246.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZNgWrLOucYErAL2PrSYMBonBBThjm0JlId-PPDdtH-NRDACBGMXoF8bAn696UC8fN5YjPPX89e-hYwmri3qSDQr2cvf9_GBpn6DTT3oI6KQwHlbigVyd_IMXljryLALs69tXzZTeogrgP/s400/IMG_8246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628702519383089682" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG_wD0cwPjZ-kcwtsKWxkuaVKI5odAYITMIc2wi5qAOqFKQA_pOZ-0tn3b1fKvhX-xoZuLuAupKp1KZQNw__02ZIBuZB4wwi8lSVdlc5WBce0h3tqA4a3ElZOBTXAB3oEA8sT1U2bf1W5Z/s1600/IMG_8249.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG_wD0cwPjZ-kcwtsKWxkuaVKI5odAYITMIc2wi5qAOqFKQA_pOZ-0tn3b1fKvhX-xoZuLuAupKp1KZQNw__02ZIBuZB4wwi8lSVdlc5WBce0h3tqA4a3ElZOBTXAB3oEA8sT1U2bf1W5Z/s400/IMG_8249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628702522343247026" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We also made one for Grandpa.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt5Wd4OLKkg18I15A0RJhaUYNQeLOGuL5qHJTRJAPv2VxTvIcdorueDUGhb1Wr-jrJh-FRDhPtAObAosHlIGpKsCqdC81JbVGyyeUafylXdGWvdsjKKgK0dZ29N_MPWMRA2afS-HRVr56L/s1600/IMG_8497.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt5Wd4OLKkg18I15A0RJhaUYNQeLOGuL5qHJTRJAPv2VxTvIcdorueDUGhb1Wr-jrJh-FRDhPtAObAosHlIGpKsCqdC81JbVGyyeUafylXdGWvdsjKKgK0dZ29N_MPWMRA2afS-HRVr56L/s400/IMG_8497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628704585901795506" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And, the final gift for Dad was some questionnaires the kids filled out about him. When I saw <a href="http://www.bigdandme.com/2011/05/fathers-day-printable/">these </a>adorable questionnaires on Pinterest (by the way, are you on Pinterest?? If not, get on there! It's crazy-awesome. If you need an invite, please ask and I will happily oblige!) I just knew they had to be included in our Father's Day goodies. Again, I wasn't sure how well it would go with the kids answering the questions, but I told myself that any answers they gave were going down, regardless of if they were wrong or just crazy, haha.<br /><br />Zavion was up first, and insisted on writing his own answers. I fully expected to have to jump in and take over at some point, but he wrote everything himself (has his mama's perfectionism!). And, he did such a great job with the answers too...so thoughtful with them that I was very proud of him!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvUBBu1a6CueDamykiKIWkR7DpwL8qCbaVKEjzESg2zZsyNTZ-BoDaqy2_F7Rr14FkXsVbpAQLbk0gzUJGVU9ky5uVwzsHSFXczvP13OCesv12BfHYsvO9aHD8-vdm5QMRk34mTbsmk_y9/s1600/IMG_8256.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvUBBu1a6CueDamykiKIWkR7DpwL8qCbaVKEjzESg2zZsyNTZ-BoDaqy2_F7Rr14FkXsVbpAQLbk0gzUJGVU9ky5uVwzsHSFXczvP13OCesv12BfHYsvO9aHD8-vdm5QMRk34mTbsmk_y9/s400/IMG_8256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628703096162186818" border="0" /></a><br />One of my favorite answers he gave for 'Favorite sport to play...' “Tag”<br />I think that tells you a lot about the kind of daddy he is! :o)<br /><br />Avalee was next, and I figured I might have to feed her some answers, but she was answering questions faster than I could finish! She had some truly priceless and adorable answers, and it made me really happy that I decided to start this year (I have a feeling it will be an annual thing).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBFNy3bvl-cWdgSwGUnxKlbXkXYhUO1ScTlGuGMaYwIF5haXP0f8-2xQulAKS6NnMoUoBB4d6ZNTaPQsqQfFgwz8x1yEVKV2ZblrX923tqcoqpV2DQs0scR4C3k-aYFi1VEZiOCrixyCnd/s1600/IMG_8255.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBFNy3bvl-cWdgSwGUnxKlbXkXYhUO1ScTlGuGMaYwIF5haXP0f8-2xQulAKS6NnMoUoBB4d6ZNTaPQsqQfFgwz8x1yEVKV2ZblrX923tqcoqpV2DQs0scR4C3k-aYFi1VEZiOCrixyCnd/s400/IMG_8255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628703090031096770" border="0" /></a><br />And, my favorite answer of Avalee's to the question, 'My dad is special to me because:?' “He gives me kisses and sings me Avalee song."<br />That's right, Miss Avalee has her own special song Daddy made up just for her (and will only sing for her). How lucky can a girl get?? :o)<br /><br />And, how did Colin like his gifts? He loved them (he also got a new pair of Bluetooth headphones from Mommy ;o))! He was so excited about all his superhero goodies and was ecstatic about his picture! He just kept saying that he couldn't believe how great it looked and how excited he was to show it off at work (and make the other dads jealous...he <span style="font-style: italic;">is </span>a guy, afterall! Haha!).<br /><br />And, after all that fun? Well, it was onto a late lunch/early dinner, along with my parents and his dad, who also joined us.<br />Colin got to pick the Father's Day menu, which was sloppy joes, salad and baked potatoes.<br />I made a big batch (<span style="font-style: italic;">huge</span>, actually) of homemade sloppy joes, some Crockpot baked potatoes with all the fixings and a surprise dessert of root beer floats.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjigaJaj-2lBo7aHwMu2bBBD-X7uzskjFD_qh9MPcQzRGSoH_HmUsJgjw3VrvL-9cDDoUgRxrA6W0nDWnLu882Mm266cSfmmY486bpt2dGeZW4nmVc7BDGbB9KvfYml3x6x1B7V_xbIaLWN/s1600/IMG_8262.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjigaJaj-2lBo7aHwMu2bBBD-X7uzskjFD_qh9MPcQzRGSoH_HmUsJgjw3VrvL-9cDDoUgRxrA6W0nDWnLu882Mm266cSfmmY486bpt2dGeZW4nmVc7BDGbB9KvfYml3x6x1B7V_xbIaLWN/s400/IMG_8262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628703868123476322" border="0" /></a><br /><br />It was such a wonderful day, filled with love for our favorite guy!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlCRO3b40gLe9aTy-z3eIlc_lVaD0Rdwfsf2fx_vSV0Qz94IiSvu01EAQuzR4vkeaNNMgQ2c-D3qE-FErOF5QsN7VW6lI26cGNL0bxepr6e6cpR304qfJwkZjmayJOXYrmArtF9uRmBrHm/s1600/IMG_8812.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlCRO3b40gLe9aTy-z3eIlc_lVaD0Rdwfsf2fx_vSV0Qz94IiSvu01EAQuzR4vkeaNNMgQ2c-D3qE-FErOF5QsN7VW6lI26cGNL0bxepr6e6cpR304qfJwkZjmayJOXYrmArtF9uRmBrHm/s400/IMG_8812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628705646860467794" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-8zKt75Y2UWn818cdb6wCGB2rOFwOtUeR7PfdbgVL_rGEApHMAVHqZ5wqLWiwtupkmes7UkMgpr4XvzzEY6OIaWqONQ4GbdIW124qa7zpiJAN3fDejObjRJs6D5LedUohHrchqdrENXGD/s1600/IMG_8844.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-8zKt75Y2UWn818cdb6wCGB2rOFwOtUeR7PfdbgVL_rGEApHMAVHqZ5wqLWiwtupkmes7UkMgpr4XvzzEY6OIaWqONQ4GbdIW124qa7zpiJAN3fDejObjRJs6D5LedUohHrchqdrENXGD/s400/IMG_8844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628705649500621490" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div class="text"><ol><li class="li1"><div class="de1"><div><a href="javascript:void((function(){var%20e=document.createElement('script');e.setAttribute('type','text/javascript');e.setAttribute('charset','UTF-8');e.setAttribute('src','http://assets.pinterest.com/js/pinmarklet.js?r='+Math.random()*99999999);document.body.appendChild(e)})());"><img class="aligncenter" src="http://www.clickinmoms.com/cmprodaily/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/pinit.jpg" alt="Pin It" /></a></div></div></li></ol></div>Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-9421145796405706952011-06-07T12:25:00.000-07:002011-07-07T23:16:08.748-07:00May Fun!Wow, it seems like the months are just flying by around here! I could have sworn we just celebrated Christmas, but here we are in June already!<br /><br />So, May was an extremely busy month for us!<br /><br />We signed Zavion up for t-ball this year, so two to three days a week were dedicated to that all month. It took some adjusting, but we all got into a pretty good routine quickly (and it gave me a chance to start up our Crockpot meals again...yay!). And, how did the boy like t-ball? He enjoyed the team aspect of it, and loved being cheered for. And, of course he was very proud of himself when he hit the ball far or made a good stop. But, it was a little slow for him and he did get bored pretty quickly. He has a brain a lot like his mama's, and it doesn't ever really turn off. He's constantly thinking, planning, calculating and a lot of the game is spent just waiting...waiting to hit, waiting to run, waiting for a ball to come your way. He does seem to be en enjoying it more and more, and is improving everyday too. I'd love to see him stick with it, but of course would never push him.<br /><br />Running to first...Look at his proud little face!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDr3SMGimAyQl1KQKfjarY3bPpy27NLjbUMqVeKfMTNwSnwEkmeE8wZyCF3NkDWgVlS5qesfL14n_g5iUIKvsyut39cXkXS7bs3fXxojN0jU-zSWeFVc1XohqIdIsAFZSoX3yM83oPMKxY/s1600/IMG_7204.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDr3SMGimAyQl1KQKfjarY3bPpy27NLjbUMqVeKfMTNwSnwEkmeE8wZyCF3NkDWgVlS5qesfL14n_g5iUIKvsyut39cXkXS7bs3fXxojN0jU-zSWeFVc1XohqIdIsAFZSoX3yM83oPMKxY/s400/IMG_7204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626853025711226834" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Coming into home plate & getting five from his coach.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdI1LH40YrVfpEfpc2qut0IEr6jbeLmL3ZgzpOADkOT2ZUzH4wNU_Oi80sk30bMTQyOlh0aS3ZgdXUu0ynAl8r8Tme67q4DdSipepzgTgnHHtko6Ly5B8koc6iGmsvLVuXCMMgG8ginlJa/s1600/IMG_7209.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdI1LH40YrVfpEfpc2qut0IEr6jbeLmL3ZgzpOADkOT2ZUzH4wNU_Oi80sk30bMTQyOlh0aS3ZgdXUu0ynAl8r8Tme67q4DdSipepzgTgnHHtko6Ly5B8koc6iGmsvLVuXCMMgG8ginlJa/s400/IMG_7209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626853013823620514" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Getting a fist bump from his coach after an important play.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilbnW178d0ze0vd8mnl7DrTviZDNgBUl3FY56V7jv_NRapZo6b8LJh1Vd3gELfypRr8CzcscPYDaRbelqrOx-OCpmVP8tZexzsRbI0SYZ4MtN7YWSWjGlL4H5jL6jvCGcHvUfBRa8jqhlA/s1600/IMG_7191.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilbnW178d0ze0vd8mnl7DrTviZDNgBUl3FY56V7jv_NRapZo6b8LJh1Vd3gELfypRr8CzcscPYDaRbelqrOx-OCpmVP8tZexzsRbI0SYZ4MtN7YWSWjGlL4H5jL6jvCGcHvUfBRa8jqhlA/s400/IMG_7191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626853482490110898" border="0" /></a><br /><br />May was also the month for the Awesome 3000; a local race sponsored by the school district. Kids in all grades come out to run against each other, and while times are recorded, everyone receives a medal for finishing. I ran in it every year I was a kid, and I think it was the beginning of my love of running when I was younger. When I saw that Z was old enough to run this year (even though he's not yet in kindergarten) I was pretty excited. I asked him about doing it, not sure the reaction I would get, and he was so excited! Then, when I went to pick up his packet, I was told a parent had to run with him. This was the day before the race. Colin was in the throes of a nasty cold and I had pulled my neck pretty badly. But, I decided to suck it up, and agreed to do the run with him. I decided we should 'practice' when we got home from getting our packet (didn't want to embarrass my boy, haha), even though we would only be running 300 meters (basically around the track). However, rain was in the forecast for the morning of the race, and Z doesn't do well in situations he can't control. So, control-freak that I am, I told him we needed to practice running in the rain, so we'd be prepared for the race the next day. And, guess what? No rain! In fact, it was pretty clear and even a little sun poked through!<br />And, we did pretty well, despite Z getting mowed over by a very overzealous Mommy, who seemed very intent on getting her and her kid to the front of the pack. :o/ But, my guy didn't sweat it; he just picked himself up and ran even harder to make up for lost time! And, no whining, crying or complaining from him like many of the other kiddos his age were prone too. I was just so proud of how he handled himself! And, he immediately asked when he could do it again! He might just be a runner like Mommy!<br /><br />Z and Mommy getting ready for our run.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRTep82dqAzD4GpreCqkPfAvHyEKNCrJi997tQVuQ5Lry1bMUHbL5zA0OltzfyKy_F4wVNO4TAYvrL5Qr2sEh9UBdt86wMuhEaVCWObx5Z9agr83QbcfoyUiF37JqQXMzmFjxlc-ZHY-F8/s1600/IMG_6972.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRTep82dqAzD4GpreCqkPfAvHyEKNCrJi997tQVuQ5Lry1bMUHbL5zA0OltzfyKy_F4wVNO4TAYvrL5Qr2sEh9UBdt86wMuhEaVCWObx5Z9agr83QbcfoyUiF37JqQXMzmFjxlc-ZHY-F8/s400/IMG_6972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626859619915225602" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Proud boy with his medal!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSCYuUqt_xl0VloiqULd3KBBP5Mnyp7QB1vd5sRu6hndBKH2Z2ypvwHAlFF41K4sUmRnqAANWzkNTeQ_pFW70VKyidgmPwFyj4N7Vco4qAVTQFYcm5mX5p6gz05Cn66cEY0kn96JtGzYPD/s1600/IMG_6989.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSCYuUqt_xl0VloiqULd3KBBP5Mnyp7QB1vd5sRu6hndBKH2Z2ypvwHAlFF41K4sUmRnqAANWzkNTeQ_pFW70VKyidgmPwFyj4N7Vco4qAVTQFYcm5mX5p6gz05Cn66cEY0kn96JtGzYPD/s400/IMG_6989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626859625927686642" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We also decided to attend The Ag Fest at our local fairgrounds. Living in the state's capitol means easy access to the fairgrounds and all the fairs and things held there. We had never been to the Ag Fest before, so weren't really sure what to expect, but it seemed like a good activity for the day. And, the weather was perfect too (which is rare in May in Oregon). The kiddos got to ride horsies (Avalee was in heaven!), pet lots of adorable animals, and, of course, eat a delicious ice cream cone. They also came away with a bunch of plants they got to plant themselves for free. It was a fun day!<br /><br />I know, she looks thrilled, right? She <span style="font-style: italic;">did</span> love riding "her" horsie, despite her under-enthusiastic expression here!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQeLEtT1r9tiE6zbc6uiwkmn-r_M6gjq6IaxEYka_2L96O_NrjZq_q_uA3Y-jsBPNQ0qD1Amj5CaC9RLi44dVT-AyTd2TNvrcVKdnYlPAa4mosfUv1KXlUX2CfOVf1ELd3zXyfv7u5HQeQ/s1600/IMG_6749.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQeLEtT1r9tiE6zbc6uiwkmn-r_M6gjq6IaxEYka_2L96O_NrjZq_q_uA3Y-jsBPNQ0qD1Amj5CaC9RLi44dVT-AyTd2TNvrcVKdnYlPAa4mosfUv1KXlUX2CfOVf1ELd3zXyfv7u5HQeQ/s400/IMG_6749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626848280460352242" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Yep, in case you were wondering, Zavion<span style="font-style: italic;"> is</span> undercover here!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi20a3GkW9w4foE-OYV6YXKhO9om13I-IpTcVDMk6L3dslNImYF4Wesn06JO4owRQ0DE066tC3QXlBoJmAQIAFLA0VqfQLGHOIWtCJTpuzXCD5VU2CQW7WWLlMv9_6vFaKKY3dmxXbvWFHX/s1600/IMG_6789.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi20a3GkW9w4foE-OYV6YXKhO9om13I-IpTcVDMk6L3dslNImYF4Wesn06JO4owRQ0DE066tC3QXlBoJmAQIAFLA0VqfQLGHOIWtCJTpuzXCD5VU2CQW7WWLlMv9_6vFaKKY3dmxXbvWFHX/s400/IMG_6789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626848510391313826" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Miss Avalee planting away here!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqMFUxPpJgZ26Tf7S3Kjh-8jJCzSng6FcyHPsa-c3svlswN5KW4Eh0ZMqOl7xfcBHAcxaJc68ZV57YZxLDI4l2BLrmxkQcgyr_XPvk3iYRVDxa9aX3-41_vo9beMmUTJEVrh-ioUY5b9fA/s1600/IMG_6788.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqMFUxPpJgZ26Tf7S3Kjh-8jJCzSng6FcyHPsa-c3svlswN5KW4Eh0ZMqOl7xfcBHAcxaJc68ZV57YZxLDI4l2BLrmxkQcgyr_XPvk3iYRVDxa9aX3-41_vo9beMmUTJEVrh-ioUY5b9fA/s400/IMG_6788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626848282809319986" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And, of course Mother's Day! My awesome family let me sleep in, then showered me with gifts; a new Kindle from the hubby and candy from the kids. Wonderful! And, I was served not one, but two breakfast in bed! Zavion presented me with an apple and banana, complete with a bow and candle (leftover from Grandma's birthday a few days earlier) and Colin brought me my favorite Jack In the Box breakfast sandwich. Everyone came over and we had a nice BBQ and some yummy pie! It was a super-fun day with all my favorite people!<br /><br />My little guy presented me with a lovely breakfast!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhin8g3Js8uxHm_PSy-TUprsKZKeQnau8T6fhO5iQHNJjhF5OEHgLOJ6G1yIMBxgFa_h4ejyXkqZpxISmMQ2febt0Ki8PGk2_lyYWX-tYSjI3Sekz2WcZ7H_3jHpQIpvCIkssqJLNZMCSFB/s1600/IMG_7006.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhin8g3Js8uxHm_PSy-TUprsKZKeQnau8T6fhO5iQHNJjhF5OEHgLOJ6G1yIMBxgFa_h4ejyXkqZpxISmMQ2febt0Ki8PGk2_lyYWX-tYSjI3Sekz2WcZ7H_3jHpQIpvCIkssqJLNZMCSFB/s400/IMG_7006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626850938451054258" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The best pic I could get of my with my kiddos, lol!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsMjA3e5hnDmD0UcSUYghicD47ouaaxhvDHBgP4LUrA_dKxxclwMrMzdW0NgCnbBUyIOgMxgBdcTIpF7hIHwtRqHnBY2qQTgPpGCGr7CjC03ePdL2Fe2nAAufcPLCfDl4VTm5In5QhDYH0/s1600/IMG_7026.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsMjA3e5hnDmD0UcSUYghicD47ouaaxhvDHBgP4LUrA_dKxxclwMrMzdW0NgCnbBUyIOgMxgBdcTIpF7hIHwtRqHnBY2qQTgPpGCGr7CjC03ePdL2Fe2nAAufcPLCfDl4VTm5In5QhDYH0/s400/IMG_7026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626850944032944946" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And, for one of our last adventures in May (and Spring!) we took a trip back to Ankeny Hill Wildlife Refuge (remember last year when I blogged about this place). We didn't see much wildlife, but it was the perfect day to get out and explore! The highlight of our hike was stumbling across a little waterfall tucked way back behind some out of the way trails, and seeing a flyover of two fighter jets on the way out (it was Memorial Day).<br /><br />One of our 'wildlife' spottings; giant slug! ;o)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix0zx57Ae8cUD9qLwE8F5rQ2whJNo816rx3PJ0aVVSPKg3jPvXLKxhNG9fSXlAlSpNfheki84Pw_p_Lavor9qiMoxSSF00UqXIMKuzC_W0CVjpxq-MHTUi40eV9kOlXqbzO_r8IxLLPwj9/s1600/IMG_7453.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix0zx57Ae8cUD9qLwE8F5rQ2whJNo816rx3PJ0aVVSPKg3jPvXLKxhNG9fSXlAlSpNfheki84Pw_p_Lavor9qiMoxSSF00UqXIMKuzC_W0CVjpxq-MHTUi40eV9kOlXqbzO_r8IxLLPwj9/s400/IMG_7453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626845826732918386" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The kids checking out a wildflower. Love the curiosity on their little faces!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaoJzgpwo9h6THChZcdN4O4ABewR-zObB_YBgjcH0paIO4uHfchKOsj8lut7tjxsYWy1jvAryj8OCy0yeFly6FJLSMsj-zY8epK8y_-7vV7j91zFpnxBIOhXO0jJzGTOJzfYs2gy8paZft/s1600/IMG_7461.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaoJzgpwo9h6THChZcdN4O4ABewR-zObB_YBgjcH0paIO4uHfchKOsj8lut7tjxsYWy1jvAryj8OCy0yeFly6FJLSMsj-zY8epK8y_-7vV7j91zFpnxBIOhXO0jJzGTOJzfYs2gy8paZft/s400/IMG_7461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626845817599183554" border="0" /></a><br /><br />They decided to just plop down in this field for snacks...and conversation. Love these two! :o)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGdtbRmXWTHIvxtVg46y62P3H27nN8sePt_Ar3oG9osRVl0KcNtxxu3SWKf1vErC28fVeVK4yqoJC_zP1KIMiV4LA5YVUNMeGxwIz6HcNvew9S1MANLpdj2COFJdodrHmshexmjBDxQwEx/s1600/IMG_7478.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGdtbRmXWTHIvxtVg46y62P3H27nN8sePt_Ar3oG9osRVl0KcNtxxu3SWKf1vErC28fVeVK4yqoJC_zP1KIMiV4LA5YVUNMeGxwIz6HcNvew9S1MANLpdj2COFJdodrHmshexmjBDxQwEx/s400/IMG_7478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626846159597997730" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Such a fun, and busy month and I look forward to Summer and more fun times ahead!Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-45181967335882651842011-05-28T21:17:00.000-07:002011-05-28T22:33:47.361-07:00Mommy PlaydatesI belong to an awesome mom's group that allows for frequent get-together of kiddos to play, craft, run around, etc. My kids really appreciate having other kids their age to play with, and I appreciate a break from hearing “I'm boooored!” and “But, I don't want to play with my sister/brother anymore!”<br /><br />But, what I also love about my mom's group, are the mom's night out (MNO). We usually get together at least once a month for bingo, bunco and even the occasional fondue night or movie night. I can restore my sanity, if only for a few hours, and be free to eat with both hands. I'd love to say the conversation is more grownup too, but we often fall into the routine of talking about our kids' most of the night anyway. Oh well, just being able to get out more then two words of a sentence before being interrupted to untangle the fork from your daughter's hair, get the shoe out of the toilet or remove the banana peel from the dryer is pretty much heaven.<br /><br />One of my favorite aspects <span style="font-style: italic;">of</span> our MNO, is the food. Some of the moms really go all out and bring some truly nummy (yea, I said nummy...see I do need to get out more) dishes!<br /><br />I myself decided I wanted to do something different then the usual cookies or rice krispy treats (though don't get me wrong; I could very well live on chocolate chip cookies and rice krispy treats alone), so came up with a couple fun foods...<br /><br />This first one is something I've been wanting to do for awhile; <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">brownie balls</span>. My little guy and I fell in love with these after trying them from our local bakery. We'd make up any excuse we could to have occasion to go get them, Unfortunately, the bakery recently went out of business and took our beloved brownie balls with them. After sulking and pouting for a couple weeks, I decided they seemed like something we could make ourselves. As with most new recipes I want to try, I headed for the internet. I found a few recipes for 'brownie balls' but they were mostly disappointing to me. Most recipes called for adding frosting to the cooked brownies. While that's a standard practice for cake balls, it just seemed to me that brownies are already rich enough. So, I decided to just do it myself. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Brownie Balls</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ingredients:</span><br />Brownie mix (you can go with homemade brownies here, but the boxed Hershey's never let me down)<br />Six squares Bakers Chocolate, semi-sweet (these are pretty rich, so if you use another chocolate, still stick with semi-sweet)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Optional:</span><br />Sprinkles, cookie crumbs, nonpareils<br />Sucker sticks<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />Directions:</span><br />Mix brownies according to directions, but cook about five minutes less then recommended time (make sure they are done, but still soft)<br />Cool completely<br />Turn out brownies onto surface, and trim edges off (use pizza cutter to speed this up and please, save those scraps...perfect for hot fudge sundaes)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBadlSo1iK2Z7NB2GFRgwRb6Mh9OnS5bOds8dNjvPxBESNr5zxw_uK1FbM0kJgd4o2Y2ruBHGoK3QLr1zVf668QDa5b_YY-TXZPjrgmDeZEFy6g9oGVRvWG_9qeqlfxIBlv6sD-jpW3chW/s1600/IMG_4297.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBadlSo1iK2Z7NB2GFRgwRb6Mh9OnS5bOds8dNjvPxBESNr5zxw_uK1FbM0kJgd4o2Y2ruBHGoK3QLr1zVf668QDa5b_YY-TXZPjrgmDeZEFy6g9oGVRvWG_9qeqlfxIBlv6sD-jpW3chW/s400/IMG_4297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611990116385217074" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Begin scooping brownies, shaping into about two inch balls (use a cookie scoop for the perfect size) and set on parchment (or Silpat) lined baking tray.<br />Put finished balls into freezer (if you want pops, insert lollipop sticks now) for about 10 minutes<br />*And, if you are worried about this task becoming monotonous, make sure you have a five year old who is very eager to discuss with you all aspects of <a href="http://pbskids.org/dinosaurtrain/">Dinosaur Train</a>.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0GtK8LH10JuYnX-bI5wKE6Usr1SKycDVKOpk6447lq7Cop-dTmD4solM03g9LhsKNrxGzivZhj9VbWy4_69Lslo6FMiiYigFBibZabiHNf9qyLtIUlXJ_wZh6UM6lCv7I2CwsVjUzvapM/s1600/IMG_4303.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0GtK8LH10JuYnX-bI5wKE6Usr1SKycDVKOpk6447lq7Cop-dTmD4solM03g9LhsKNrxGzivZhj9VbWy4_69Lslo6FMiiYigFBibZabiHNf9qyLtIUlXJ_wZh6UM6lCv7I2CwsVjUzvapM/s400/IMG_4303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611990117216818194" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Taking out a few at a time, dip balls into melted chocolate and put on another baking sheet. If desired, add sprinkles, cookie crumbs etc.<br />Place back into freezer for 10 more minutes until chocolate has set.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Eh45YYG0dDeg9AUiIkyiWtiKd3bHaM6-DSnUoSHi0uYAX_T8eDQbecMR0LSyD-SCWN_gTkGZRdzl5I6v4H00qfxQViU4pVRaWmEvA8TklaYJSZQoq9sBSu6GPaSDA2ds_dNoxmi-ddZP/s1600/IMG_4323.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Eh45YYG0dDeg9AUiIkyiWtiKd3bHaM6-DSnUoSHi0uYAX_T8eDQbecMR0LSyD-SCWN_gTkGZRdzl5I6v4H00qfxQViU4pVRaWmEvA8TklaYJSZQoq9sBSu6GPaSDA2ds_dNoxmi-ddZP/s400/IMG_4323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611990127268806930" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And, that's it! Simple, yummy, and fun enough to take to your next outing!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguWwAmwLR7keoro8ZyBTDjf8yjzwPNN7vimTVo-U5Hcj0-l6HQoj35sewwQVPQ95RCxeUThjmTuJt1wL-QD1GuAfLPvope0P3MI7W7oPTeOsEW1wKWBwSZiYjRHw9omO9hOLRMGkjhL7bm/s1600/IMG_4324.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguWwAmwLR7keoro8ZyBTDjf8yjzwPNN7vimTVo-U5Hcj0-l6HQoj35sewwQVPQ95RCxeUThjmTuJt1wL-QD1GuAfLPvope0P3MI7W7oPTeOsEW1wKWBwSZiYjRHw9omO9hOLRMGkjhL7bm/s400/IMG_4324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611991200467534018" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />This next one is just something that seemed fun, and actually, it was one of those situations where I didn't want to drag my crew to the store, so used what I had on hand: marshmallows and chocolate. And, you know you can never go wrong with that combination!<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />Chocolate Covered Marshmallows</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIUJ3jwEt_1mmBdIdseEf4FZqNqVcFgpAjYbcciifE7w1se4X3rbMuMY8Sx1QjFZqeoEydvLIInUSQxiBpVF88NIGSJyB19sJDJbyLPuKVXEqWH3aVea40evhmDMGcE-wMxD8YqtLN2R7k/s1600/IMG_5590.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIUJ3jwEt_1mmBdIdseEf4FZqNqVcFgpAjYbcciifE7w1se4X3rbMuMY8Sx1QjFZqeoEydvLIInUSQxiBpVF88NIGSJyB19sJDJbyLPuKVXEqWH3aVea40evhmDMGcE-wMxD8YqtLN2R7k/s400/IMG_5590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611988238007217282" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Ingredients:</span><br />Marshmallows (I used two different flavors; vanilla and chocolate)<br />Chocolate (again, I used both milk and white chocolate & added some peppermint extract to some of the white to make it mint flavored)-melted<br />Pretzel sticks<br />Sprinkles, cookie crumbs, etc (optional)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Directions:</span><br />Melt your chocolate in batches in the microwave (and, yes, you can melt white chocolate in the microwave; just go a minute at a time and be prepared to keep re-heating as it hardens)<br />Insert pretzel stick into marshmallow and dip into chocolate, making sure to add some melted chocolate to the hole around pretzel stick<br />Sprinkle with cookie crumbs, sprinkles, etc<br />Refrigerate or freeze until hard<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgus2PyhYWUd06fp8POw11fTyqVNTNOopLSkIrTbTZiRstmFvLU8ORZfn7kaS2_hyqMBVZmVqsjJY73deh-myV2c5ZMVwtC1BE0zUupxyOjQvtEnWlDgA2Hp_5VRTSLur3Fw4BRpdkQzFC0/s1600/IMG_5587.JPG"><br /></a><br />Simple, inexpensive and fast enough to throw together last minute!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUNVC45FPOGoQehNTBIolB9ClkGF2-2cyuoivPUVPczzbczKAXu1Rqn5Z8UgIZhhtmDaD52nyw6ZG8R9iNQhQvig4batGG6N9DUi0fN-nsKbbexCtkf7viTqsPCUJLWm6bt2lRkUwGH5TG/s1600/IMG_5587.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUNVC45FPOGoQehNTBIolB9ClkGF2-2cyuoivPUVPczzbczKAXu1Rqn5Z8UgIZhhtmDaD52nyw6ZG8R9iNQhQvig4batGG6N9DUi0fN-nsKbbexCtkf7viTqsPCUJLWm6bt2lRkUwGH5TG/s400/IMG_5587.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611994704653288194" /></a><br /><br />Hopefully, there will be many more mommy playdates in the future, so I can create more fun food! :)Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-25449286942089429962011-05-11T23:35:00.000-07:002011-05-13T13:37:24.580-07:00Day-Cation:Wildlife Safari<span style="font-family:georgia;">We are a family that likes to do, go, experience. We don't buy a lot of fancy things (not that the kids aren't spoiled...thanks Grandparents!), have only one car (hubby commutes to work by bicycle) and try to eat-in as much as possible. We save our money for little trips here and there. Living in the Great Northwest means ample places to visit, many of which can be done in one day. As a family of four, this suits us just fine. </span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:georgia;" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">One of our absolute favorite places to visit, is <a href="http://www.wildlifesafari.net/">Wildlife Safari</a> in Winston, OR. It's about an hour and a half to two hours (depending on potty breaks, traffic, etc) so pretty reasonable for a five and two year old. This was our second year in a row visiting this magnificent place, so we were all pretty excited!</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:georgia;" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">As weekends there can be pretty crazy, we decided to go on a Monday (Colin had just returned from a four day trip to St Louis for work too, so this was just the family time we all needed). We happened to pick the perfect day too! The sun was shining the whole time we were there and it only rained just as we were leaving. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:georgia;" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">We started our first drive-thru (you get to go through twice) and almost immediately, Avalee started “oohing” and “aahing” and practically jumping out of her seat! Apparently, she saw a giraffe just ahead and then an elephant. She was about as excited as I've ever seen her! We eventually let both kiddos out of their car seats (you drive through at about 5mph, tops) so they could get the best views.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:georgia;" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">Grandma was in the backseat with them, and unfortunately I think she got quite a few flying elbows, knees and blocked views from a couple very excited kids...hahaha!</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:georgia;" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">Zavion even brought along his constant companion and best friend, Leopard (his stuffed cheetah), who got to sit on then window for some pretty cool views of bears, lions and bison.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:georgia;" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">After we drove through, we stopped for lunch at the restaurant there and were treated to a fun show by the monkeys outside. We had a perfect view of their crazy antics, including climbing to the tip-top of a tall (telephone-like) pole and screeching very loudly. The kids loved it, and had to be reminded several times to finish their lunch so we could go see them in person.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:georgia;" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">After lunch, we headed straight for the monkeys who were still screeching and now swinging wildly from tree to tree. Avalee, however, couldn't care less about the monkeys; she was enthralled with the giant Koo fish that were in the moat around the monkey area. She would pint out fish after fish and squeal with delight when they started swimming around! After visiting with some flamingos, cheetahs and taking a little break on the playground, we were ready for a second drive through.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:georgia;" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">This time we were treated to feeding-time with the bears and even got stalled when some mountain goats decided to get into a tussle a few cars ahead of us, locking horns and pushing each other around for almost 15 minutes! We also got to see some baby cheetahs (and their very nervous mama, who was pacing back and forth behind them) and the lions giving each other a bath.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:georgia;" align="LEFT"><span style="font-size:100%;">It was a fun, fun day and one that I know my whole family enjoyed! This was just one of our many day-cations I'm sure we'll go on this year, but this was definitely a great start!</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: georgia;" align="LEFT"><br /></p><span style="font-family:georgia;">The kiddos checking out the animals from the best view in the house.</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: georgia;" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl58lmpgIsVOHdjCp1QlIkXV5ygBQi2ss7nXny3pPXroRgC9Xk8waKR8xaNkarX7M8kJj3BG-6OzkOg9QxYhlsQXIbZaWrUhWCtC2nxGiLt-lpVvzPqNzCQhyphenhyphen25hcuwhymjsHqtNjSSBoC/s1600/IMG_4687.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl58lmpgIsVOHdjCp1QlIkXV5ygBQi2ss7nXny3pPXroRgC9Xk8waKR8xaNkarX7M8kJj3BG-6OzkOg9QxYhlsQXIbZaWrUhWCtC2nxGiLt-lpVvzPqNzCQhyphenhyphen25hcuwhymjsHqtNjSSBoC/s400/IMG_4687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605719485857610450" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />During the walk-through; the kids check out the (very smelly!) flamingos</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: georgia;" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWufmYHnCPy0-zYW-hdigTK_0gQnE7c9siNFC6kBtp_oKEuKc0ehIL1ziTq39fVS-y73eugxaltyehS0o7f0Iw4y0FFXxWP65ga5VJyh4GggH0hUApnNIAl7sw5znOYn9iZ4_WeUmmzGyZ/s1600/IMG_4727.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWufmYHnCPy0-zYW-hdigTK_0gQnE7c9siNFC6kBtp_oKEuKc0ehIL1ziTq39fVS-y73eugxaltyehS0o7f0Iw4y0FFXxWP65ga5VJyh4GggH0hUApnNIAl7sw5znOYn9iZ4_WeUmmzGyZ/s400/IMG_4727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605719480040218882" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />This little guy tried stealing Avalee's hotdog!</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: georgia;" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpVWq0UeTXPCutkp6QRypXalRAnjtyXSiAtRpcEUWjcponq27J-CMdpVfe59UP0_4rur-cnqHveE8JRFJdd_SPRF1Sy8ywNQ7a2Tw282NHGJjtsZAP31NZafnVc9TZ1hcmC-x5Z858tu4X/s1600/IMG_4645.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpVWq0UeTXPCutkp6QRypXalRAnjtyXSiAtRpcEUWjcponq27J-CMdpVfe59UP0_4rur-cnqHveE8JRFJdd_SPRF1Sy8ywNQ7a2Tw282NHGJjtsZAP31NZafnVc9TZ1hcmC-x5Z858tu4X/s400/IMG_4645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605721742094763762" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />My little guy discovering the moonroof as a great vantage point</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: georgia;" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjApK-I0u4rQ1glpsiidwtwvZYpN1L4bKdMYQRWcl400euevq7baZGjjRo0H0uvK6afjDoliANrJlDbgg5HCY6GcPmYYH6g7MDPgtK-sa3dDcwn4ByCBWel0DJ-9cL9iTZ8gPEdBDQnJgCx/s1600/IMG_4885.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjApK-I0u4rQ1glpsiidwtwvZYpN1L4bKdMYQRWcl400euevq7baZGjjRo0H0uvK6afjDoliANrJlDbgg5HCY6GcPmYYH6g7MDPgtK-sa3dDcwn4ByCBWel0DJ-9cL9iTZ8gPEdBDQnJgCx/s400/IMG_4885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605721737719451762" border="0" /></a>Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-32422304864037425542011-05-08T23:08:00.000-07:002011-05-08T23:10:39.393-07:00Back to blogging...after these messages<div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgxpOfCpfM8k4z_6zz-vXTDCdL3u6jR-eA6_tZWeLri_1vupz2GLOyvF0WA7UT93ISlSO2h7MQqcTUy7fa8LeJey72imiuCOKf-YWRElpx3jYANFRPTfiagZdXe2e2IM3Ea-hSw62-_DQR/s1600/IMG_5563.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgxpOfCpfM8k4z_6zz-vXTDCdL3u6jR-eA6_tZWeLri_1vupz2GLOyvF0WA7UT93ISlSO2h7MQqcTUy7fa8LeJey72imiuCOKf-YWRElpx3jYANFRPTfiagZdXe2e2IM3Ea-hSw62-_DQR/s400/IMG_5563.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div>Wow, has it really been that long since I last blogged?? Nothing in April? Shame on me!<br /><br />Well, it's not that I don't things to say, pictures to share news to report...I just haven't had the time to sit down and write anything up!<br /><br />Between my grandma going into the hospital for open heart surgery the beginning of April to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Zavion</span> starting t-ball to all the holidays and birthdays; I'm all tapped out!<br /><br />So, having said that, I do have some fabulous new posts to share with all of you soon, and I promise to have something new this week. Really.<br /><br />In the meantime, I'll leave you with this <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">ridiculously</span> adorable photo of my ridiculously adorable children.<div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-49640654956551094532011-03-19T22:18:00.000-07:002011-03-19T22:44:53.467-07:00Happy Pi Day!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimV8CGusQ7JsJv8xUv4xI-dsoWCFcGXMc5N6yZAy__2blvbRUfkQnowouz7fmqOPBeH3QY1YnLLM4WwnjDkHkp72HNQEhqMIXY_WGfr0GYx84oCetU0o3el_EvvqlTZhDiSu9L4tgwrWz7/s1600/IMG_4343.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimV8CGusQ7JsJv8xUv4xI-dsoWCFcGXMc5N6yZAy__2blvbRUfkQnowouz7fmqOPBeH3QY1YnLLM4WwnjDkHkp72HNQEhqMIXY_WGfr0GYx84oCetU0o3el_EvvqlTZhDiSu9L4tgwrWz7/s400/IMG_4343.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586030976460011794" /></a><br /><br /><br />Did you know there was a celebration of Pi?? <br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><blockquote>For those who don't know Pi is is a mathematical constant approximately equal to 3.14159265.</blockquote></span><br /><br />So, March 14th (314) is the official Pi Day holiday.<br /><br />And, of course, as with any holiday, it deserves celebration...don't you think??<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><blockquote>Oh, by the way, hubby is a huge computer/math/science geek, and is slowly turning the five year old into another science geek (on the list for birthday #6; a mad scientist party). So, celebrating Pi Day makes sense for us. ;o)</blockquote><br /></span><br />Plus, it's a nice excuse to make (and therefor consume) fun, yummy stuff.<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Like these <span style="font-weight:bold;">Pie Pops<span style="font-style:italic;"></span></span>.<br /></span><br />I've seen these floating around the internet for years, and have been wanting to make them for sometime. I always thought I'd make them for Thanksgiving, but then they always get moved to the bottom of the list, after all the regular foods getting planned out.<br /><br />These are really easy to make, super-duper cute and yummmmy!<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">The world's cutest two year old showing off how good these are to eat!</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvcQFMO4QohKIGL_k4ASguwoubER-HKODH-3e45ufP4hyOdXI1UCnW5jL7012T0Wwa_-JzFkgb-rXfw1-ukfIIj3zaTT_aCOT67cgYGeSTruHdoUhq_d967Q5S7OsoFjGXXf05oXUWbny2/s1600/IMG_4348.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvcQFMO4QohKIGL_k4ASguwoubER-HKODH-3e45ufP4hyOdXI1UCnW5jL7012T0Wwa_-JzFkgb-rXfw1-ukfIIj3zaTT_aCOT67cgYGeSTruHdoUhq_d967Q5S7OsoFjGXXf05oXUWbny2/s400/IMG_4348.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586031289195248482" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Ingredients:</span><br /><br />Pastry dough (I just use the refrigerated stuff)<br />Pie Filling<br />Melted butter<br />Sanding sugar<br />6” Lollipop sticks<br />Cookie cutter <br />Water<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />Apple Pie Filling: (combine all ingredients below):</span><br />1 medium tart green apple, peeled and grated<br />1/4 tsp ground cinnamon<br />1 tablespoon packed brown sugar<br />1 tablespoon flour<br />1/2 tablespoon lemon juice<br />1 tablespoon cold butter, grated <br /><br /><br />Preheat oven to 375 degrees. Line a baking sheet with parchment or a silicone baking mat if desired. <br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Directions:</span><br /><br />Cut out your shapes of choice (try to keep it 2” or under; too big and they'll slide off your stick, too small and you won't be able to put much filling in)-I used circles so they looked like little pies.<br /><br />Spoon about 1-2 tsp filling to middle of shape (leave about 1/4” around edge to prevent seepage)<br /><br />Add lollipop stick to middle of shape, place near top of 'pie.'<br /><br />Dip your finger in water and run around edge of shape. Do the same for another shape, then place on top. Gently press around edges to seal.<br /><br />Using a fork, crimp around edges, making sure to seal around lollipop stick.<br /><br />Brush with butter and sprinkle with sanding sugar.<br /><br />Bake pies for 15-20 minutes until barely golden brown. Cool for a few minutes and then transfer to a cooling rack.<br /><br />We sprayed on some whipped cream too, and these were soo yummy!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX6QpqviT_4LmFHw2zRA46oj9PPNJe60yjGmG5Hi05XAp-PU5qnUB3aWsXuzGZEGbQwT0UdPIxf-fIrxp7-7a8CTUDo1_8GvbypJmiwwSCHRR8oPEuO3tKRLDgZf1QuGHx13Pg2kVj0dWj/s1600/IMG_4351.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX6QpqviT_4LmFHw2zRA46oj9PPNJe60yjGmG5Hi05XAp-PU5qnUB3aWsXuzGZEGbQwT0UdPIxf-fIrxp7-7a8CTUDo1_8GvbypJmiwwSCHRR8oPEuO3tKRLDgZf1QuGHx13Pg2kVj0dWj/s400/IMG_4351.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586030148827412466" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><span style="font-style:italic;"><br /><blockquote>We also had pizza pie-BBQ chicken.<span style="font-style:italic;"></span></blockquote></span></span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpu0Js_zPnvuVEqpUHQZKhJFvczs7PhRx8Yctt3FAOhu8thf0d1lI9sx-8LoBNS35Tr8G5u1p0Qoz55sMv2tcyjaCoMTlO4NL0RGCw4te-qYDqkHEPjO86nb9yl6wb-hhnZx5S0IlwAV1P/s1600/IMG_4336.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpu0Js_zPnvuVEqpUHQZKhJFvczs7PhRx8Yctt3FAOhu8thf0d1lI9sx-8LoBNS35Tr8G5u1p0Qoz55sMv2tcyjaCoMTlO4NL0RGCw4te-qYDqkHEPjO86nb9yl6wb-hhnZx5S0IlwAV1P/s400/IMG_4336.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586030147645926530" /></a><br /><br />Here is a super-yummy and easy recipe for BBQ chicken using your slow cooker!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Ingredients:</span><br />6 frozen skinless, boneless chicken breast halves <br />¾ to 1 full (12 ounce) bottle barbecue sauce <br />1/2 cup Italian salad dressing <br />1/4 cup brown sugar <br />2 tablespoons Worcestershire sauce <br />¼ red onion, sliced<br />¼ C cilantro, torn into pieces<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Directions:</span><br />Place chicken in a slow cooker. In a bowl, mix the barbecue sauce, Italian salad dressing, brown sugar, and Worcestershire sauce. Pour over the chicken. <br />Add sliced onions and cilantro to top.<br />Cover, and cook 3 to 4 hours on High or 6 to 7 hours on Low. <br />Pull out chicken breasts, shred and return to slow cooker.<br />Continue cooking for another hour.<br /><br />After it's cooked, you have so many options! <br /><br />We like to make BBQ Chicken sandwiches with some ciabiatta bread and a smokey cheddar.<br /><br />Or, we make BBQ Chicken quesadillas with lots of colby jack cheese.<br /><br />But for Pi Day, we had to make a BBQ Chicken pizza pie.<br /><br />So, this is my 'recipe' for the pizza. Ready? It's really hard. Here we go...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Ingredients:</span><br />Pizza dough (our local grocery store sells pizza dough for cheap-o, but you can make your own, of course)<br />BBQ Sauce (if you only used ¾ bottle of sauce for your chicken, the rest will be the perfect amount)<br />BBQ Chicken<br />Colby Jack cheese<br />Cilantro (optional)<br />Spread a think layer of sauce to crust than layer the rest of your ingredients. <br /><br />Cook. <br />Eat.<br />Yum!Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-86610436987877714882011-03-06T21:04:00.000-08:002011-03-06T22:18:04.024-08:00Happy Birthday, Dr. Seuss!<span style="font-style:italic;">“Today you are you! That is truer than true! <br /> There is no one alive who is you-er than you!”</span><br /><br /><br />We love, love, love reading around here and Dr. Seuss is a favorite of all. <br /><br />In fact, I read to both my kids in the womb often, and the first book I read both of them was 'Dr. Seuss' ABC.'<br /><br />Both my kids have tons of Dr. Seuss books and I would say that between both kids, we read at least one Dr. Seuss book a day.<br /><br />Last year, I kind of threw a quick <a href="http://turnerfamilyx4.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-you-never-did-you-should-these.html">celebration</a> together, since finding out it was Dr. Seuss' birthday just a day earlier.<br />This year, I was pretty excited to be hosting a Dr Seuss playdate for my mom's group! Since, I knew I'd be planning some stuff anyway, it made it just a little less crazy that I was doing it in the name of a playdate this time. Haha!<br /><br />So, I obsessed a little about activities for the kids and, of course, a fun Seuss-worthy food I could share.<br /><br />I decided on having the kids make their own Cat In the Hat 'hats.'<br />I cut pieces of white construction paper, about two inches wide. Then I used a piece of red construction paper, and taped (double-sticky tape is THE best when doing kids crafts...no glue to deal with!) five strips per hat. The sixth strip was used as a headband, secured around the kids' heads with staples.<br />They turned out pretty cute, and were easy enough for the kids to make.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8qTIiYjHwyoyhMWIljd0aAv_xI7Hm3RdcEfqlWmOsshGgS2ncWdHmEnji7iiPYWC5JhamFLTk-htY7JN9FsFmzg5huwMVlgDLkUoUpClGc-a98UnNuSJ2CgYo-x2HtGcKGruVJ6pyvGnV/s1600/Seuss+playdate_Madi.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8qTIiYjHwyoyhMWIljd0aAv_xI7Hm3RdcEfqlWmOsshGgS2ncWdHmEnji7iiPYWC5JhamFLTk-htY7JN9FsFmzg5huwMVlgDLkUoUpClGc-a98UnNuSJ2CgYo-x2HtGcKGruVJ6pyvGnV/s400/Seuss+playdate_Madi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581202147158551234" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfY6ZcAonJ1sVZ8gNDHFT47ouVVHz6jjlx0be-ojcZ37jhYnVt_t3ewRif5U2X5ttWFb4z6X8KI437p4jNDc0CKs890Ja7t69BptBOHqbrQKU55ZDKVpdJvjHXLt5ec8zJG2SgJ1n6Xkkj/s1600/IMG_4081.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfY6ZcAonJ1sVZ8gNDHFT47ouVVHz6jjlx0be-ojcZ37jhYnVt_t3ewRif5U2X5ttWFb4z6X8KI437p4jNDc0CKs890Ja7t69BptBOHqbrQKU55ZDKVpdJvjHXLt5ec8zJG2SgJ1n6Xkkj/s400/IMG_4081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581202154380730354" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcpMotbcIMVeqYG2rgBiEWDLSXWT_lawP3a3tvjo2fTf8rpwmDTSYp4VJSqm72wmL37AuczHZEWDMs0VoYWyTJyHWF92SbJ5UIVMe8XfxcZKUcKksEY55WsMbJrw1D5h9-HFlnnIBWD1eS/s1600/IMG_4129.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcpMotbcIMVeqYG2rgBiEWDLSXWT_lawP3a3tvjo2fTf8rpwmDTSYp4VJSqm72wmL37AuczHZEWDMs0VoYWyTJyHWF92SbJ5UIVMe8XfxcZKUcKksEY55WsMbJrw1D5h9-HFlnnIBWD1eS/s400/IMG_4129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581202161137753682" /></a><br /><br /><br />I also had some blank bookmarks, stickers and crayons so the kids could make their own bookmarks. <br />I bought a package of 12 bookmarks at Michaels for $.99, but you could easily make some yourself by cutting up some strips of cardstock. I also grabbed some adorable Dr. Seuss stickers at Michaels and put those with the stickers my mom got at Target (in the clearanced dollar section for only $.25!).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOg2mgVl0wRg8KAlDnGTI7RkwTJuxGtMH5zS4QrGGdqchX8glfsOODCM-8KzLJoN9O3PrmnTxpp9kacvO7N9BQLSEhYLNG-cx8OwouQJfgMT4zD1-6DofgUXJwID6cKg8-hQy2Vxtz92l4/s1600/IMG_4085.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOg2mgVl0wRg8KAlDnGTI7RkwTJuxGtMH5zS4QrGGdqchX8glfsOODCM-8KzLJoN9O3PrmnTxpp9kacvO7N9BQLSEhYLNG-cx8OwouQJfgMT4zD1-6DofgUXJwID6cKg8-hQy2Vxtz92l4/s400/IMG_4085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581204118607434802" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz2DvPjab2SUgqlq74zSOxMQrPqzT_exGR4dr8k__9JkLAI5bZZSMltKZUXhD67Gt_FkcXwteFgmEgud86gO28ufwYVYGukkTsInIXJkPszD6BHAVyyuSsensL4EVUyPneUl_1JbWLpQ1d/s1600/IMG_4113.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 97px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz2DvPjab2SUgqlq74zSOxMQrPqzT_exGR4dr8k__9JkLAI5bZZSMltKZUXhD67Gt_FkcXwteFgmEgud86gO28ufwYVYGukkTsInIXJkPszD6BHAVyyuSsensL4EVUyPneUl_1JbWLpQ1d/s400/IMG_4113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581204120005554994" /></a><br /><br />And, for the youngest of our guests, I just printed out some coloring sheets from <a href="http://www.seussville.com/">Seussville.</a><br />I had these on a couple tables along with some crayons, so they could color away. :) <br /><br />For my food contribution, I came up with the idea of 'Red Fish, Blue Fish' Jello jigglers. I was happy to find the perfect fish cookie cutter among my 'collection' (I have somewhere in the range of about 250 cookie cutters).<br />To make the jigglers, you have to use four boxes of each Jello (found this out the hard way when I only bought one each, and had to send my hubby back to the store...oops!) and only hot water.<br />Then after it sets (about four hours) you can cut it into fun shapes.<br />They turned out really cute, and all the kids seemed to love eating them!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_ziLz826x6G9O0GrR8zcNHkQ6OChsDuqDjYVnbGyIUYX-G2RfcAqsLwsvXR1jkn5ZMgtu2RO9lRJwcED91mzWVktgOVLmGwVatDxAKTOIW9-aRHWn5mWMzUzPmjcgq622oFzfdEs6WiWt/s1600/IMG_4092.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_ziLz826x6G9O0GrR8zcNHkQ6OChsDuqDjYVnbGyIUYX-G2RfcAqsLwsvXR1jkn5ZMgtu2RO9lRJwcED91mzWVktgOVLmGwVatDxAKTOIW9-aRHWn5mWMzUzPmjcgq622oFzfdEs6WiWt/s400/IMG_4092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581204126301411634" /></a><br /><br />We also had some other fun contributions to the snacks...<br /><br />How cute are these??<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7QIIcJgqs4fNU-a3fPoDUJ9kOPBCz4vqkPf3I4axBzmA1AwQ8SsDH3KjDda_IaoA1Lx-UxDF_KcuOiF-9GOqZJYOLXYpLIypq7zIfB8XMfqufsgtqov7fRAFuBANM6g9JzMyyEor_gb3L/s1600/IMG_4095.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7QIIcJgqs4fNU-a3fPoDUJ9kOPBCz4vqkPf3I4axBzmA1AwQ8SsDH3KjDda_IaoA1Lx-UxDF_KcuOiF-9GOqZJYOLXYpLIypq7zIfB8XMfqufsgtqov7fRAFuBANM6g9JzMyyEor_gb3L/s400/IMG_4095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581215076041272706" /></a><br /><br />And, I forgot to get a picture, but one of the moms made some yummy fruit salad with the most adorable hand-drawn picture of Truffula trees and a quote from 'Th Lorax.' So clever!<br /><br /><br />We also had lots and lots of Seuss books to read the kids. Of course, with everything else, we only got through a couple of them.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD1UvlzDeh0Ed80j-RvlAO6j2afK8SNZyOFrSImEt0jMZz0FopG4C0-9jymDI3Y7llBnaMkbq0IXt52rjBE_5agIeyuUCI0zSVzy6wjVdPx3vySJwni34KGmp_zNFzG_2ZANEDfovGiBIZ/s1600/IMG_4100.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD1UvlzDeh0Ed80j-RvlAO6j2afK8SNZyOFrSImEt0jMZz0FopG4C0-9jymDI3Y7llBnaMkbq0IXt52rjBE_5agIeyuUCI0zSVzy6wjVdPx3vySJwni34KGmp_zNFzG_2ZANEDfovGiBIZ/s400/IMG_4100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581217488603138194" /></a><br /><br />But it turned out to be a fun day, and I think we had some happy (and tired!) kiddos when it was all over!<br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><br />“Today is gone, today was fun. Tomorrow is another one.”<blockquote></blockquote></span>Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4661490901335596746.post-89694598129386739992011-03-03T23:52:00.000-08:002011-03-04T00:13:43.563-08:00Valentine's Day Fun!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjdu_ktLehvGOtCIBfUiXP91EGNFBGYD9ls-z0lTbguyHY5B280Tm_TMQKdeSudlBkyzLQGXq88sy8YwjNwhZKwxXuadZfMqPaGQPkyDnjPYNcaDlUO9wx1vACe_no4st1FgsPtX7lRh9z/s1600/IMG_3768.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjdu_ktLehvGOtCIBfUiXP91EGNFBGYD9ls-z0lTbguyHY5B280Tm_TMQKdeSudlBkyzLQGXq88sy8YwjNwhZKwxXuadZfMqPaGQPkyDnjPYNcaDlUO9wx1vACe_no4st1FgsPtX7lRh9z/s400/IMG_3768.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580132648362464738" /></a><br /><br />Yea, I know, it's like two weeks past Valentine's Day, but my computer decided to quit on me, and all my photos were on it... Anyway, it's back, so I decided to finally get on my Valentine's post! Haha!<br /><br />So, for breakfast on Valentine's Day, I presented the kiddos with their <a href="http://turnerfamilyx4.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-day-countdown-homemade-pop.html">homemade pop-tarts</a> (on new Valentine's themed plates bought especially for the day!)! They were a little confused at first (well, really just Z, since A has never had a pop-tart)...”huh, this doesn't look like a pop-tart...” But, after they tasted them, they were pretty happy (it also helped that we watched the Valentine's episode of Backyardigans while eating breakfast! I know...fancy, right??)!<br /><br />After breakfast, the kids got to open their mailboxes and found a couple goodies (heart shaped Pez dispensers and heart shaped Etch A Sketches) plus Valentine's from Mom. :o)<br /><br />At lunch, we cut out heart shapes from pizza dough and made our own heart shaped pizzas. I was so proud when the kids both asked if they could have 'leaves' on their pizzas (from the basil we have planted in a pot on the windowsill) too!<br /><br />And, we had a surprise visit from not one, but both grandmas during lunch! The kiddos were so excited to have them here, and to give them the Valentine's they made them.<br /><br />Dinner was a real treat for everyone, because I decided on brinner (breakfast for dinner), which is a favorite around here!<br /><br />We had purchased a fun heart shaped pancake mold at Crate & Barrel a few days earlier, so put that to use (ooh, here's a tip on keeping your pancakes warm, if you're making a bunch; put your Crockpot on 'warm' and put your finished pancakes in there. They'll stay nice and toasty and be ready to melt your butter for as long as you need!) to make a big pile of pancakes for all.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTnaylHG2P9rhyphenhyphen5WWDAZekpGcf-I4Y37yFwW1E8frCcAuYeYEA8yi88wSDJvroaAR8LefgU4oEbBTWs8u1d3cRxgRlQopnVee6pC1z8y6EwX1fmg66d7liHAABGAHKxBl7lIFM6D4WgNTr/s1600/IMG_3762.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTnaylHG2P9rhyphenhyphen5WWDAZekpGcf-I4Y37yFwW1E8frCcAuYeYEA8yi88wSDJvroaAR8LefgU4oEbBTWs8u1d3cRxgRlQopnVee6pC1z8y6EwX1fmg66d7liHAABGAHKxBl7lIFM6D4WgNTr/s400/IMG_3762.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580130496239462722" /></a><br /> <br />I also made up some heart shaped individual hashbrowns (I just used a cookie cutter to kind of mold them, then slid them into my skillet from a cutting board) for everyone. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTDgZZcYcswDgaE1hFw1WouFYnnatrzYzXVMVlxTKwJnbCNK1VawcJpUhKusWGOauGVzMqMqKiXGce5s_nawDp6GXcgRWrhNlEyllqvgRlAqS5NBAjaVYE6zQclhNbgxIepY1dgIRPsH5C/s1600/IMG_3763.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTDgZZcYcswDgaE1hFw1WouFYnnatrzYzXVMVlxTKwJnbCNK1VawcJpUhKusWGOauGVzMqMqKiXGce5s_nawDp6GXcgRWrhNlEyllqvgRlAqS5NBAjaVYE6zQclhNbgxIepY1dgIRPsH5C/s400/IMG_3763.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580130507902445042" /></a><br /><br />And, to drink, the kids got strawberry flavored milk!<br />To top it all off, we lit the "fancy" candle (as Z refers to it) to make it feel even more special.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsVYvC4hyphenhyphenqJ9WrU79CXDiM-BgXkpCgmCD3wvKaJyEfkUigyPuc5z1VSa_pRYT4Hv0XDWCtgF_63hf1_MLV2bD_Goq4wb1XzlkSeqO24AoAglUElJumphQEnLg40lB9EvNn6ot36LB-nm4M/s1600/IMG_3765.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsVYvC4hyphenhyphenqJ9WrU79CXDiM-BgXkpCgmCD3wvKaJyEfkUigyPuc5z1VSa_pRYT4Hv0XDWCtgF_63hf1_MLV2bD_Goq4wb1XzlkSeqO24AoAglUElJumphQEnLg40lB9EvNn6ot36LB-nm4M/s400/IMG_3765.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580130511226892914" /></a><br /><br />And, of course, after dinner, the kids and I presented Colin with the <a href="http://turnerfamilyx4.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-day-countdown-homemade.html">homemade marshmallows</a>. I'm not sure who was more excited about them; the kids or Dad! Haha! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnnYe7BBekYwjIKA1yFAagsQAEdHKGX-hxiUi6cbkKbhYM496d3rQV9LUZvvKlimkxIJJrL1_3f8VZjwnVD-kZjCtMI3oRVXNV1tMPNXTSxn0H-0o0ZqoxFwLXSZFqeMO6NAvSOg1uWZTE/s1600/IMG_3779.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnnYe7BBekYwjIKA1yFAagsQAEdHKGX-hxiUi6cbkKbhYM496d3rQV9LUZvvKlimkxIJJrL1_3f8VZjwnVD-kZjCtMI3oRVXNV1tMPNXTSxn0H-0o0ZqoxFwLXSZFqeMO6NAvSOg1uWZTE/s400/IMG_3779.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580134134891468594" /></a><br /><br />So, all-in-all, it was a fun day full of lots of love (and super-duper cuteness)!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPP2pDBqguhMCAZildalbomRGvWRZFJLOaPVMBVhUWZET6_GcZhv8LnBKwhTl2mDoyWSrZFOQEsgeMvFQGwhMehtkYYxcULCHtX-M_m9AOByNv7WnpnNqA4xt8gfiNkpldLusTtz3zNMzg/s1600/IMG_3772.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPP2pDBqguhMCAZildalbomRGvWRZFJLOaPVMBVhUWZET6_GcZhv8LnBKwhTl2mDoyWSrZFOQEsgeMvFQGwhMehtkYYxcULCHtX-M_m9AOByNv7WnpnNqA4xt8gfiNkpldLusTtz3zNMzg/s400/IMG_3772.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580132668617823330" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-WjeENvUeYXRXGEhAoz7yWa3a8oMAnoKIoxGwJpjbc4GpcoyE3jgNxHhkCTttAXpu4iEk9MWJm0SpP02g0QUpa4PdRK4Cm4J1hIsxmNYnkf0Ll46kPzg-f-D7axR_xCKgPvk1WnCppVLa/s1600/IMG_3769.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-WjeENvUeYXRXGEhAoz7yWa3a8oMAnoKIoxGwJpjbc4GpcoyE3jgNxHhkCTttAXpu4iEk9MWJm0SpP02g0QUpa4PdRK4Cm4J1hIsxmNYnkf0Ll46kPzg-f-D7axR_xCKgPvk1WnCppVLa/s400/IMG_3769.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580132654454621106" /></a>Peggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16325818766974074825noreply@blogger.com1