Halloween

Since I had to work all day, I was lucky enough to have Quinn's Mom get Aspyn ready. I really couldn't expect Quinn to get a princess ready!

Aspyn's Fire Saftey

Mom: "So Asher you have been learning about fire safety in school. What do you do if your clothes ever catch on fire?"
Asher: "Stop, drop and roll!"
Aspyn: "Shake your booty."

Mom: "What do we do if there is a lot of smoke in the house?"
Asher: "Crawl so we don't get smoke on us."
Aspyn: "Shake your booty."

Mom: "Can you guys name some ways to get out of the house?"
Asher: "Through the window."
Aspyn: "Mom who farted?"

Mom: "When we meet oustide....where should we meet?"
Asher: "Maybe the neighbors or mailbox."
Aspyn: "Wal-Mart"

Mom: "When there is a fire, do we pack all of our toys before getting out?"
Asher: "No, just ourselves."
Aspyn: "Mom...why does it smell like farts?"

And he's off!

The training wheels are gone! Yay!

Battle Cards?

So Asher came home from school the other day and immediately started to cut out some cardstock paper and make cards. On them were some weird monster looking people, assorted by color and given a number. Asher informed me these were Battle Cards and that he needs some to play with Dylan and AJ at school. Battle Cards? Seriously? At 5 years old? I'm mean and made him use his homemade cards until he would clean his room and behave, which he did so we went to Target to buy some. He freakin carries them everywhere like they are gold!
I dropped him off at school the other day and he didn't want to kiss me goodbye...he ran off to the playground and met dylan underneath the slide to trade cards and...battle. Too Funny!

The Birth of the Bow

What once began as a small touch of girlyness has over the course of 4 years has grown larger than life...I introduce you to.....The Birth of the Bow...

I...

I....

I am...optmistic tonight.

I'd like to think... that I can remodel my kitchen....but it's Grandma's.

I've become... completely out of control with my Scentsy Candles.I just keep buying and selling...it's crazy!

I think...about what other people think ALL the time...sometimes I think I'm psychic.

I know...that tomorrow at some point I'm going to have to do the dishes.

I want...the energy to work out.

I have.......an obsession with MTV Reality that needs to stop.

I like...when my kids ask to go to "Fas Legas"

I wish ...I wasn't always freakin hungry.

I hate...when people don't have common sense...

I miss...my momma

I fear...of getting cancer

I feel...like people think I'm a bad mom cuz I work. (copying your answer Lesley)Ditto

I hear...the bubbles from the 55 gallon fish tank in my kitchen with freakin 30 fish that Quinn suprised me with on my last trip home from Vegas. suprise suprise

I smell....Scentsy Everywhere!

I wonder...if I will ever have another baby.

I regret....not finishing school before having kids.

I love... my family!

I always...worry about everything...to the point where I probably could use some medication.

I am not...super woman...although I wish I were

I believe...in Quinn and his new Hydrogen Fuel Cell business (nice plug huh?)

I don't always...wash my hair...there...I said it.

I win...debates with Quinn...he may not think so but I know I do....gotta pick your battles.

I lose...a lot of patience but I'd rather be losing weight.

I never...like to do things different. I have a strange OCD/ritual/karma thing going on and can't get rid of it. I HAVE to do things the same every year. My fixtures in the store need to face the same way as last year in OCT...otherwise it's bad luck...I know I"m crazy.

I listen...to booty shakin,beat pumpin hip hop, techno, pop. And I shake my booty at work and home and am currently teach Aspyn how to do the same.

I am scared of...being alone.

I read...magazines like they are going out of style.

I...invite anyone else who wants to play along to produce an "I" post! I love reading them!

Working Moms...

So many moms do it...but why do I struggle so much? It's been almost 1 year since I went back to work full time....a hard year! Not that I didn't work before...I've done home daycare for the prior 2 years...but actually leaving everyday for 8+ hours is harder than I thought!

I feel like I've missed out on one year of my kids lives! I was such a work-a-holic before having kids...then I turned into a home body. I feel like everyone tells me that I'm fine and I'm meant to work full time but am I? Things are different now with kids...sometimes I feel like my place is to just be home with them. Not that Quinn doesn't do a good job but there are obvious differences...here are some to name a few:

1. The state of my home upon return...breakfast plates still out? C'mom! They didn't even make it to the sink....love the response I get from Quinn.... "Well they aren't my plates those were the kids' plates."

2. Laundry - I called home the other day and was informed that Quinn had done 2 WHOLE loads of laundry...I was tickled! But that didn't last long once I realized that 2 loads to him meant putting 1 load in the washer and taking it out putting it in the dryer...that was 2 loads.

3. Homework - I was so excited to help Ash do homework but when coming home....it's like a treasure hunt in my house to find all the papers...they are everywhere! While some gets done I feel like I am hunting down every piece to make sure we did it all. Besides the fact that Dad let's him do it however HE wants to do it....MEN?!?!?

Maybe just a bad day? Don't know....hopefully will figure it out soon.