Yes We Can!

How amazing is our country?

I know I am in the minority among my family and a few of my very closest friends with my continued support of Barack Obama, but no matter what your political beliefs, you have to be very proud to be an American tonight.

What an incredible, historic, and memorable moment. I feel so overwhelmed and so full of hope that we are turning a corner and back on track to making this country the very best it can be.

The very coolest part of this entire day, and past few weeks was sharing it and using it as a teaching moment with Emma. We talked about how important it was for everyone to have their own opinion. Just because people think differently or vote differently from us, it isn’t wrong but rather what makes living in America so great.

This morning she helped me vote and proudly wore her “I voted” sticker all day and learned what a privilege it is to be able to vote. And tonight she sat with me and watched the states turn blue or red, learned a little about time zones, geography, and the electoral college. And a few minutes ago I snuck upstairs to tell her that Obama had been elected.

She sat up and said “Obama is our president?”
“Yep, enough people think he is going to be a good president, he got enough votes,” I said.
“Wow! That is pretty cool, huh Mama?”

Yes, it really is “pretty cool.”

The hope is alive. Yes, we can.

Crafty Tuesday ~ Halloween Edition

Here we go…all of the Halloween photos have been downloaded. And I am going to do costumes, pumpkins, and Halloween all-in-one today. Then tomorrow…on to the next season!

We didn’t get a chance to do our pumpkins until Friday afternoon. Nothing like cutting it close. Em was pretty excited about “gutting” them this year. Addie wanted nothing to do with them.

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Em also drew her face on the pumpkin and Daddy cut it out exactly the way she drew it. Hers is the 2nd one from the right. Addie wanted a heart nose (like hers!), so that one is hers. The surprised pumpkin was mine and Daddy got all artsy with the black cat on his!

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Then…FINALLY it was time to don the costumes on and get to trick-o-treatin’! We started pretty early, so we got to be home for the bulk of the kids. We just went around the block which is still more candy than they can (or will!) eat until well after Christmas.

There was one house, I guess the guy works on special-effects in the movies and his house is always terribly scary. When we walk past it to go to Ad’s school, Em always calls it the “haunted house” but it is also the home of one incredibly friendly little kitty who runs up to the girls to get love whenever he is out. It’s a tough dilemma…gory body parts….or cute cat? Most of the time the cute cat wins out. But on Halloween night they had the fog, the scary music, nothing but candlelight – the whole works. Em refused to go up to the door. Even with promises that we would go along.

Addie, on the other hand, had figured out that you had to make it to the door to get the goods! She marched up there (making sure I was at her side, of course) and the guy who lived there kept telling her that she was so brave so she should get extra. I think he put five handfuls of little candy bars in her bag.

Of course, when we were walking home from church on Sunday (and various other times over the past few days) she reminds us all, “I was so very brave at the haunted house, wasn’t I? Emma didn’t want to go up there, but I did and got LOTS of candy!” Stinker.

So, the girls liked getting the candy, but REALLY liked getting to hand it out, as you may have seen in my BSM yesterday. The loved to see the costumes and some of Em’s friends from school came to the door, too. That was really fun.

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And now for the costumes. I loved how Addie’s turned out. It looked really cute on her. She loved the wrist loop that allowed her to hold her tail and walk at the same time. But she ADORES the seashell “puwrse.” She used it as her candy bag. I should have shot better closeup photos so you could see the sequins, or “sparkles” as she calls them, on her top and on the seashell.

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I’m glad we just borrowed the Ariel wig from a friend, she had it on for maybe 10 seconds. Then it was tossed aside and I couldn’t get her to put it on for anything. So Ariel was blonde in our house for Halloween.

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I liked Em’s costume and everybody knew that she was Alice in Wonderland right away, but apparently I think my girl is about 2 sizes larger than she really is. The dress was pretty big, but the apron sort of “held” it on. Addie’s was a little big, too – but I was (in my infinite wisdom) really just making sure they could use them for dress-up for the next year. Yeah, that’s it!

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She had to carry that metal bucket as her candy collector. I think if we had been out for longer than once around the block it would have been too heavy, but she even offered to carry Addie’s bag at one point, so she did alright.

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(See how big the sleeves are on her little weenie arms?)

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Once we got all of the material and supplies, and got it all cut out – the sewing went fairly easy. Although slippery satin is definitely not my first choice for fabric, I might be talked into doing costumes again next year. We’ll see. Although if you ask them, they just want to be Alice and Ariel again next year. So maybe the costumes will still fit??

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The Waiting Game ~ Best Shot Monday

Seems like we are doing a lot of waiting lately.

The girls are always waiting for me to take them to the park – just let me throw in one more load of laundry or start the dishwasher.

I am always waiting for J. to get home and help takeover on “girly duty” – please, just get them through the baths and into bed?

And all of us are always waiting for the weekend – isn’t that when all the fun things happen?

So it is pretty fitting that my Best Shot Monday this week is Ad waiting around to give out a treat. (Or a trick, maybe?)

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I know some of you are waiting for real Halloween photos and the unveiling of the costumes(!), but while I try to get my stuff together over here, why don’t you go visit Tracey.  I’m sure there is a Halloween photo or two over there, and no waiting required.

It’s a cat…

…flushing the toilet. Starring look-a-likes for Tiger and Smokey.

I dare you to watch this.

Just be prepared to sing it for the rest of the day. We have to account for at least 200 of the views of this video in the past three days.

This morning was the first time I didn’t have it running through my head, and then J. so graciously started in on it again.

So – ….he doesn’t care, if he’s wasting water….

You’re welcome.

Psst…Hey Bear!

Fashion according to Addie

Dear Bear,
Let me let you in on a little secret. Do you really want to get out of the house without making Mama crazy because it is chilly outside, but still be allowed to wear what you want to? Just very sweetly and innocently tell her that you will wear your jacket AND hat. And she will overlook your bare legs and sandals!

Mwah hahaha. Mom really is quite a rookie sometimes.

Love,
The ever-fashionable rocker of the skirt

Create ~ Theme Thursday

Again, good intentions…not enough time. Stacy’s theme today was create, and while I have been busy creating some Halloween costumes, I did not get to create the “art” that I have had floating around in my head for the past month or so.

I use Photoshop and Illustrator nearly every day for my “real job,” so when I want to create for myself I usually gravitate towards tactile, non-computer stuff, like scrapbooking, painting or sewing. I saw a series of prints a few months ago that I wanted to rip-off borrow the idea from and re-create it in Illustrator. So when I saw Stacy’s idea this week, I was psyched. I was finally going to get a chance to sit down and do it. But my own procrastination of all of the other things that needed to get done, simply didn’t leave me with enough time to do it.

However, I am happy to report that all of the Halloween costumes are finished, pressed and anxiously awaiting two little goblins. But, I’m going to save those beauties for Crafty Tuesday next week.

I will leave you a few photos with some creations from Em’s school carnival.

Wow...that looks cool!

Best friends

Flower power

The tyrannical threes

I keep telling myself that “three” was a very hard year for us with Emma, too. I vaguely remember thinking “Wow, the ‘terrible twos’ were NOTHING compared to three.”

So I went on a little scavenger hunt looking for some documentation of the low points of parenting back when Em was a mere three-year old girl. I did a search in my blog for tantrums and I got eight different hits. Hmmm…all of them are tagged with Addison, like this one, or this one, and this one…oh yeah…and THIS one.

So I went back to the old journal, pre-blog days, and still couldn’t find any entries that confirm my suspicions that Em was a three-year old terror, too.

Huh. That Mommy-amnesia is a really powerful thing apparently. Or I just didn’t have time to capture the loveliness of Emma’s temper tantrums?

Seriously though, Addison has become a bit of a little dictator. She wants this food (Alphabet pasta for breakfast, lunch and dinner, please? No? Then I’ll sit here and not eat anything!), this outfit (Only the purple and blue sundress – nooooo, not that skirt! AAAAAHHH! The skirt is searing the skin off of her body, it is not acceptable!), to be carried (I can’t possibly walk another step. I’ll just stand here in the middle of the sidewalk. Will. Not. Walk. Another. Step.) – and if any of these demands are not met? Eardrum shattering screams. Lots of them.

Yesterday we went to try out a little gymnastics class and had 12 minutes to get back home and across the street to pick up Em from school. By the time we pulled into the driveway, we had about 3 minutes to get over to the school.

I said to her, “Ad, put your shoes on and get out of the car, we have to go get Em.” Reasonable request, right? You would have thought that I had asked her to put on shoes that were two sizes too small and run a mile.

“I don’t waaaaant tooooo! I’ll just sit heeeeeere. YOU go get Emmmmmaaa!” The “here” being shoeless in the middle of the driveway.

So I put her shoes on her, dodging the kicking and stomping, and took her by her hand and started to march her across the street.

And then the screaming commenced. Top of her lungs, stop you in your tracks (because surely the child who is screaming like that is being beaten, kidnapped or run over by a car), shrieking like has never been heard before. And it continued the entire way to Em’s school, while I picked up Em, back across the street and up the path to our house, up the stairs (at this point I had let go of her hand and picked her up) and into her room.

And it did not end for 20 minutes.

Emma sat downstairs with her hands over her ears. “Mama, why is Addie screaming like that?”

“Um, I am not really sure, Em. I have to think it is just a matter of stubborn will right now.”

When it was finally quiet I went upstairs and opened the door.

“Addie. Do you have something to say to me?”
“Yes. I don’t want my door shut, Mama!”
“Ok. But when you scream like that you are going to stay in your room until you settle down. Now do you have something to say to me?”

(She really looked like she was searching for the right thing to say.”
“Um. Yes. I really don’t like it when my door is shut, Mama.”

Grrr…she did finally apologize, but the tantrums seem to be more frequent lately and have frayed my already unraveling nerves. And they are just over the silliest things. But, I figure I might as well document it so I can look back and have a good laugh.

I am going to laugh about this one day, right? Right??

Crafty Tuesday

If Tim Gunn* were here and took a wee peek at my Halloween costumes he would place his chin in his hand, purse his lips and shake his head while saying, “This worries me…”

Quite frankly, the costumes – or rather the pieces of costumes spread from my dining room to my living room and back again – “worrries” me as well. And I have two days…TWO DAYS! How in the world did that happen?

Gah…so no photos this week. I’m off to find me a seamripper and to “make it work.”

*Tim Gunn is the mentor on Project Runway – the television delight that Wendy and Jeff turned me on to – for those of you not “in the know.”

Send Bail Money…Quick! ~ BSM

Nothing like seeing your child behind bars. At least the bail was only one carnival ticket and won’t go on her permanent record.

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We had the complete opposite of a relaxing weekend. It was as fully packed as two days can possibly get. I’m exhausted and praying for a nice, easy work week.

I’m going to pop over to Tracey’s to maybe catch up on some calm, relaxing photos.