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It's that time of year

The time for the yearly chaos and torture of attempting to take a good enough picture of all three of them for our Holiday cards. These are only two of the two dozen I took. They all pretty much sucked, but who really cares. I love the bottom pic of L and Z but of course you can only see Miss Uncooperative's head as she tumbled right off the chair as the camera snapped this shot.

Baby E going face first off the chair.

No, she didn't get hurt. In fact I think we laughed at her. But then again we're a horrid and malicious family.

A Little Glimpse of Old Man Winter

This snow actually came nearly a week ago but I've just been too lazy, err, busy to post these.
I do love the first snow of the season. I actually love snow, I just hate the cold air that goes with it.

I don't know what to label this post so I won't give it a title

I've said it before and I'll say it again. I don't know why I buy them toys. This is favorite thing to do. She takes the pitcher out of the cabinet and fills it with cans of cat food and then takes the cans out of the pitcher and then puts them back in and then takes them out and then, well you get the gist of it.
I think she threw in a few Weebles in this picture just for good measure.

Catching Flies

Little Z is catching a fews ZZZZ'z, well actually it looks more like she's trying to catch some flies too.

Emotional Roller Coaster

So I lost a friend today. Her name was Elizabeth. She was awesome. If you looked up witty in the dictionary you'd find her picture there. Go ahead and check, it's true.
I'm on a bit of a roller coaster now. I cried all day long. Now I feel fine. The giant glass of wine sitting before me may be the answer. Yes, I seek alcohol when sad, big whoop.
Elizabeth was my friend. BUT I wish we had become even better friends. She was just like me. Well, no, she wasn't just like me. I guess what I mean is I felt like me when I talked to her. Does that make any sense? No, not really. I guess I mean, there are very few people in life, whether you admit it or not, that you completely let your guard down when talking to. I took all my armor off when spending time with Elizabeth. I felt very comfortable with her. Now she's gone.
Don't feel bad for me. Feel bad for her husband and her two little girls. They are only 5 and not quite 3 years old. Feel bad for her husband when his two year old daughter keeps asking for her Mommy. Feel bad for him when he has to explain to nosey, yet well intentioned, strangers when they ask questions about the girls mommy. I think I shall call the girls gymnastics teacher (my girls go to the same place) and tell her what happened so I can save everyone a lot of uncomfortable embarrassment when the gymnastics teacher says something like "Hey girls! You've missed a few weeks of class. What happened? Where you sick?"
Crap, I'm just rambling nonsense now. I shall go and drink my sorrows away into my giant goblet of Chardonnay. Hopefully I will edit this tomorrow so I don't sound like a complete lunatic.

Almost

Well he almost held up his word. Almost. So I had a little party with twelve of my friends and neighbors on Sunday night and we had a pot to pee in but had to use the kitchen sink to wash our hands. sigh....

My guests were scheduled to arrive at 7pm. He literally hung the door on the bathroom and was sucking up all of the saw dust from the hallway floor at 6:50. Needless to say what should have been a relaxing little gathering of friends was very stressful until at about 8:00 after I'd swallowed a glass or two of wine. By then my rage towards Hubby for stressing me out and nearly ruining my fun had been softened. He should be very grateful for alcohol and the warming effect it has on his wife.

What was he thinking??!!

So Wednesday afternoon I come home from gymnastics with the three girlies to find this.

What the hell is that you say? That, well that pile of rubble would be my bathroom. The guest bathroom. The only bathroom on the main floor of my house. You know, the one all of my guests use!

So Hubby felt motivated and decided to rip it apart, sink, toilet, floor, walls etc etc etc. Now granted it was outdated and so damn ugly but for the love of God could his timing have been any worse!

Why was his timing so impeccable you ask? Well I'll tell you why. On Sunday, a mere four days from his bathroom hayday I had a party planned at my house! Nothing fancy or anything but still! I would like to be able to offer my guests a place to pee besides my kids bathroom upstairs that is filled with damp barbies and seventeen different toddler sized toothbrushes all over the sink and a Blues Clues potty seat on the toilet.

He swore up and down and inside out that he'd have the bathroom finished by Sunday. HE SWORE!

Pretty in Pink

She kept this headband on for all of about 4 minutes. But damn it looked cute. It really accentuates her chubby cheeks. ;)

Germy Germerson

Isn't she beautiful even when she's sick? Poor little L has been sick the entire long weekend. Sore throat, fever, cough, yuck. She has a major case of leryngytis, which frankly isn't such a bad thing.

CHEESE

L took this pic of me and E today. She did a pretty good job, don't ya think?

AH HAH!

Caught red handed! I had my suspicions all along but today I finally caught her in the act. I can't tell you how many times a day I find these framed pictures tipped over or strewn about the living room floor. I had thought maybe, just maybe it was a group of little homeless children breaking into my house to mess with my stuff but today I caught my youngest child on camera right in the midst of her shenanigans.
Can I just tell you how impressed I am that I spelled shenanigans right.

The Poor Neglected Middle Child

Putzing around in the ice cold sand. Brrrrr

Filling the bird feeder. We've got a family of blue jays, cardinals and a whole boat load of other little feathered friends that patiently wait for their meals.

She is a puzzle pro. Dare I say, she is a genius when it comes to putting these things together.Yes, I said, A GENIUS!

I don't care what anyone says, the middle child does get totally screwed. It's true. So today I took some pics of me and Z while L was at school and baby E was sleeping. See, I do pay attention to her, sometimes.

Our front yard

If nothing else, having kids is fun because it allows you to have really big, over the top, tacky holiday decorations on your lawn.

Her skin tone is starting to match that of her dress

This is what one looks like that has had one to many pieces of candy. I'm truly amazed that she didn't puke.
Blech, mommy I think I'm going to be sick. BUT can I puleez have one more piece of candy! Just one more!!!!

Riffling through her sister's stash

Finally, here we go a trick or treatin'

Z started out wearing the typical cone shaped princess hat that came with her costume but she didn't much care for the elastic under her chin. So I suggested she go look in our dress up box for a tiara to wear. (It's not like we don't have a dozen of them.) She came back with pink bunny ears. L scoffed and said "Z , you can not wear those!!!!" But my sweet little Z shouted back "YES I CAN!"

Of course the bunny ears lasted for about 5 feet outside before she got sick of them and literally tossed them in our neighbors yard.

Next....

Next up was the party at L and Z's gymnastics class. I didn't get any good pics of L or Z because they run around like little maniacs in their. So here is Miss E dressed as Minnie Mouse for you to ooh and aahh over.

Soooo Many Halloween Pics

We had so many Halloween events to attend on Wednesday that I just don't know where to begin.
How about at the beginning? Shall we...
L's kindergarten had a parade around the parking lot. It was quite cute to see all the little kindergartners in their costumes. The parents were invited to come by at 11:00 to watch the parade and then we joined them all inside the school's function room to see the kids sing a few creepy Halloween songs.
It's times like those that I am envious of the moms that don't have any other children to wrangle while they are trying to take pics of their kindergartner. I did my very best to look as though I was completely relaxed and focused on L but really I was trying to keep E from escaping down the hall and ripping everything off of the bulletin boards while also trying to hold Z up so she could see the kids singing their songs. I was actually sweating profusely.