3 year old Maggie: “It’s kind of different”

Whenever I spot a new or unusual fruit at the grocery store I buy it so that my family can try it and we can say we have a little culture in our life.

This week it was a little fruit called Rambutan. These spiny fruits hail from Guatemala.

And are really weird.

Here’s my picture. It was taken in my dimly lit kitchen with my phone’s camera. A sure recipe for success.

Here is a picture Google let me borrow.

Cutting into them was like cutting into a Mogwai pod and the slimy white fruit inside looks like some little alien egg. It was the tiniest bit creepy. They tasted like a pear/grape hybrid but with a weird aftertaste that is hard to explain. I didn’t hate it but I definitely didn’t want to eat any more of them and neither did anybody else so the rest of the package is just sitting in the fridge waiting to go bad and be thrown away.

Here is a short, horribly lit video of us cutting one open. At the end, Maggie gives her professional opinion.

I want to take more videos. Definitely need to find a better way to make that happen.

 

 

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Is this how my hair actually looks in real life?

Maggie(3): Mom, you’re up! I drew a picture of you!

She has the biggest smile and hands me a rolled up piece of paper.

Maggie: You’re pink!

I unrolled the piece of paper to see a very small person-like scribble drawn in pink marker and my first thought was, It is way too early to scrub marker off the walls.

My second thought was, this reminds me an awful lot of the portrait Matthew drew of me 10 years ago when he was 4.

I gave Maggie a hug and an enthusiastic thank you because I love it when she draws things for me.

And bonus, I didn’t find any new marker on the walls.

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Yesterday Rabbit, Joe(19) and I went to see It. Joe and I had been planning to go see it together for months but clowns make Rabbit scared uncomfortable and I have no idea how we convinced him to go with us. I think his morbid curiosity kept him from declining our invitation.

The original movie was so cheesy, people, and this remake didn’t fail to capture that same cheese factor.  A little more gory, yes.  Some startling scenes, sure.  But it was way too cheesy to have much horror value. Think about it. A clown who lives in the sewers kidnaps kids and makes them float. This is the story-line of the most talked about horror movie this year.

Why are kids so stupid in horror flicks?  I think that any normal little kid would be thoroughly frightened by a clown in a sewer so this kid talking and laughing with this creepy painted guy makes me wonder, Doesn’t he sense impending doom? Don’t these kids hear the foreboding music? Where is your mother, and WHY ARE YOU WALKING AWAY FROM THE GROUP?

Also, hasn’t anybody ever told them not to go into the basement? Especially when there are creaking sounds involved?

Have any of these kids even seen a cheesy horror flick before?

I think 80’s parents may have missed a lot of important lessons when raising their kids. But how do we, the now grown 80’s crowd, go about breaking that cycle?  Is it hopeless? Are our kids all doomed?

I let 3 of my boys go out riding on their bikes with friends today and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had done enough to prepare them for potential clown mischief so for good measure I have compiled a short list of important 80’s horror flick lessons in hopes that we don’t repeat our parents’ mistakes. (sorry parents)

Number one: Try not to put your hand in a garbage disposal when your house may or may not be haunted.
Number two: Don’t flag down the car with the bad guys when you are trying to escape said bad guys. And if you accidentally do, just play dumb. Certainly don’t tell them you know where to find the bad guys.
Number three: Never feed a Mogwai after midnight. Or get it wet. Or take it out in the sun. As cute as these little guys are, they are just too high maintenance with too much room for error. A fish is probably a better pet option.
Number four: Always make sure to carry a backup inhaler.

Oh yeah AND STOP FOLLOWING CREEPY SHADOWS AND NOISES INTO DARK HALLWAYS AND BASEMENTS. This should probably be number one.

Now go forth and remember. If you hear voices calling you from the drain in your sink, it’s a trap. It’s always a trap.

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Maggie. a.k.a Scarlett O’Hara

Maggie(3) came running into the house from where she was playing in the backyard with some of her brothers yesterday. She was crying in her typical dramatic fashion and I was sure she had a story to tell me about somebody wronging her so I put her in my lap and encouraged her to calm down a bit so we could talk about what happened.

She turned off the crying in an instant and the following tattle ensued.

Maggie: Sam took the stick from me and said I couldn’t swing the sticks and so I attacked him and he said NO, Maggie! You do not hit!

Me (not sure I heard her correctly): You asked him?

Maggie (a little annoyed that I didn’t understand): NO! I attacked him! Because he took my stick away!

At this point I could not control my laughter so I had to hide my face because attacking somebody is not funny. I got calmed down after a few minutes and was able to do the appropriate talking and teaching.

This morning while I was writing this post Maggie asked for one of those tiny pickles.  Rabbit got it for her, she took one bite, and told me she would leave it on the counter beside me and eat it later.  I told her, no, she would eat it now and so she wrapped it in a dirty dishtowel to “dry it off” (re: to hide it).  When I saw what she had done I told her to put the pickle in the sink and we told her not to ask for another snack.

She ran into her room and, in as much dramatics as she could muster, started telling Lucy, Mom and Dad said that all my snacks have to go into the sink FOREVER!  

She is the cutest person and is the most theatrical child in our brood.

And the one most likely to give me all the gray hairs.

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About the lizards

It’s quite often that I’ll be walking across the house and out of the corner of my eye I’ll see a creepy crawly thing suddenly running at me or away from me or just standing there staring at me because one time I told the boys they could get a pet lizard and somehow now we have 4.

#lifewith6boys
#andkaitytoo

This is Moriarty.

He was kind enough to pose for me so I could take a picture.

I actually don’t mind the lizards too much unless I almost trip over one because it started to scurry at the last minute or I didn’t know it was out or something. They are caged unless one of the kids is playing with them and they are friendly enough that I am not worried about them running away to find a hiding place.  I do take issue with the fact that we actually buy bugs now. We buy bugs and bring them into our house. On purpose.

Something feels very wrong about that.

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What does success look like?

Success looks like a pair of little gray night stands that I made all by myself that are almost ready to go into the little girls’ room.

Okay, Gabe helped.  And the little girls “helped” paint them. They have also requested that I put a pink stripe on them so I’ll be doing that here in a few minutes after I re-putty a screw hole on the top.

They definitely aren’t perfect but let’s face it. I don’t really have an eye for detail so what do you expect? But they are cute and strong and free and the girls are quite excited about them.

Today is a busy day for us so I’d better go get it started.

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Summer in Florida

This morning we broke out the heavy winter gear.

Not only did this dry-air cold front push Irma away from us, it’s making my coffee feel really, really good.

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I tried to do a project

I got this wild idea to build two small bedside tables for the little girls’ room using wood scraps and old screws that we already had which I thought would be a great use of the couple of really good wood scrap piles we have that need to be decluttered.

I found all the pieces I needed pretty quickly but I wanted the legs to be 2×2’s so some of my pieces needed to be ripped on the table saw but I am terribly afraid of the table saw so Gabe took pity on me and sliced them up.

This was not any better though because not only am I afraid to use the table saw, I am also afraid of somebody else using the table saw because there is no blade guard and that thing looks like it’s just going to come flying right out of there and attack everybody like some sort of cheesy horror flick where an inanimate object comes alive and goes on a murderous rampage.

Good news, none of that happened, my sticks were cut in half, and Gabe still has all his fingers.

Unless you count the times when I was little where I nailed boards together on the floor of the garage while my dad worked on a project, I have never built something before so I really have no idea what I am doing. The only thing I have going for me is that I want them to look like reclaimed pieces. That gives me a lot of room for error.

I got most of them put together last night but I made a couple of mistakes. I’m going to remedy those this morning and hopefully have them painted by the afternoon.  I am at the mercy of Lanie, who still has a cold though so we will see what I actually get finished.

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What happened when I was forgetting to blog

I failed to write the last few days. I’m not sure why. Maybe it was that I woke up late or had appointments or my coffee isn’t strong enough. I don’t know but I’m going to try to wake up my brain and recap this last week.

Matthew got braces again.  This happened on Tuesday. His mouth hurt pretty bad for a couple of days but he seems to be feeling mostly better. He still has trouble chewing though.

Also happening on Tuesday was Florida completely flipping out. Kait texted that gas stations were running out of gas already and my friend posted a picture of an empty water isle and mostly empty canned section at Walmart because Floridians go cray-cray when a hurricane may or may not be possibly coming close to where we are. Hurricane hitting the keys? PENSACOLA MUST BE NEXT BUY ALL THE THINGS.

Wednesday we went to the library. Turns out we had a late book that I didn’t know we had and when we went to check out we couldn’t so we had to run home, find said book, then come back and return it to check out the books my littles had picked out. After that Matthew and I went to the grocery store for meat and eggs and then went back to the orthodontist to have a wire fixed.
Then we filled our gas tanks and made sure we had oil and wicks for the lamps and made a plan to either evacuation with pets, or ride out the storm here, depending on the severity of Irma’s strike to NW Florida. It doesn’t look like she’ll be visiting us at all now, but I’m glad we’re prepared just in case.
I’ll also add that if you have not stocked up on your water yet, Publix in Pace has a bunch. But they are just about out of sweet tea. Apparently southerners have their priorities.

Thursday Lanie woke up with her right eye stuck shut. Normally we just ride out eye goop but Lanie is different so I called her eye doc and he wanted to see her. We spent the afternoon at the ophthalmologist, then the pharmacist, then the other pharmacist, then at home, then at the pharmacist again. I feel like I could start a whole new blog just on going to the pharmacy.

Yesterday some friends came over and brought the one day a year pumpkin spice doughnuts from Krispy Kreme. She has three little girls who my little girls love and they had so much fun while she and I talked about foster care and doughnuts and…
Pretty much that is what we talked about the whole time.

Those doughnuts were good.
Then I took some of the kids to the book sale at the library. We found some good, cheap books to add to our shelves, the kids checked out some more books, and then we came home and I realized that my house is a disaster because I haven’t cleaned it at all this week.

I know there is stuff I missed in this recap. Probably important stuff but Lanie just woke up and she is coughing and I really need this lingering cold to just go away.

Also, my older boys’ alarm has been going off for 10 minutes now and neither is waking up to it. I wake up to the sound of somebody rolling over on the other side of the house so I’m not sure how they can sleep through that incessant beeping sound.

I guess I better go get them up.

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Anytime my family goes to a friend’s house to swim there are too many kids in the pool for me to feel comfortable. Add in some more friends and their kids and grown men with beer and you suddenly have this perfect storm of chaos that can make any mom’s heart lodge firmly right in her throat.

On Monday we spent the day at a friends house watching the kids swim, eating good food, and trying to keep everybody from drowning.  Taking the kids to a pool is always a somewhat stressful venture for me but I really did have a good time and Kait got some great pictures with her fancy shmancy new camera.

Lanie is doing so much better at wearing her glasses so I was able to leave her contacts at home so she could get into the pool. She absolutely loves the water and smiled the entire time.

Jesse has completely overcome his fear of getting his head wet. He’s well on his way to learn to swim but it’s hard when you have lead for bones. The boy is quite slim but he is incredibly dense and sinks like a rock so learning to swim is a little more difficult for him.

And what’s with all the pool noodles?

There were tiny cans of soda and best good friends and life jackets that saved my sanity.

And sweet love birds who are THISCLOSE to being husband and wife.

And Lucy with her freckles and those incredible eyes that are a milky blue one minute and green the next.

Even though there were 14 minor children running around and almost as many adults, we had a pretty relaxed and safe Labor Day. There are so many more pictures and we had so much more fun but we’re headed out to the library and I’ve gotta go.

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