Why, why, why

Oh the ingenuity of a 5 year old. Tonight I has just bathed the twins and taken them to their room when Eli entered the bathroom to go potty. I should of been observant enough to notice he had brought his sonic slushy with him. So I got the twins dressed and ready for bed, but need their toothbrushes which were in the bathroom. I go to the door and Eli is just coming out and shuts the door rather quickly behind him (not a good sign these days). I ask him what is wrong and he tells me nothing but won't let me open the door (hmmmm something is not right). Being bigger and stronger than him I open the door and all over the bathroom floor is water and bits of strawberry (from his slushy). In the middle of it is his brand new large bottle of blue bubbles, open with bits of strawberry on it as well. I quickly deduced that he tried to mix the two (slushy and bubbles) made a mess and tried to clean it up with my hand towel soaked in water. Oh the mess he made. When I asked him Why??? He simply said "I wanted to see what it would do". He did try to clean it up...but Why, why, why?

Bye, Bye Long Locks! Hello Mullet and Short Hair

Isaac occationally gets the idea in his head to grow his hair out, and I go along with it because when it gets long it gets wavy and looks really nice. So Isaac had been working on his locks for about 9 months when he finally decided that he had enough with the long hair and gave me permission to cut it, which I did with bitter sweet feelings. Anyway he promised his co-workers he would cut it into a mullet before cutting it all away, so that is what I did. (although he only had a mullet for like 5 minutes, but I still got a picture of it. So here are the before, middle and after pictures, and boy did he have a lot of hair!

One of those Days

So most days in my life are busy but not too bad on the motherhood scale, but yesterday ranked up there. Let me explain the situations that occurred. Yesterday was day one of our mini family reunion, my oldest brother and his family flew in with their children and Eli was SOOOO excited to see his cousins. So while my Dad and I were in the midst of cleaning and preparing for the event my boys were downstairs playing very well.

• When I came down to check on them I noticed a pungent aroma in the air and knew that one of the twins needed to be changed, so I got the stuff, laid the boy down, Emerson I think. Got the diaper off and bum cleaned. Well at this point Emerson had enough and wiggled his way free and ran away. As I was getting up to chase him down he squats and pees on the floor, how nice of him to do this before I get the diaper on. So that is number one.
• On to the next thing, well I thought that I would be a nice mother and make a fort for the kids, since Eli is constantly asking me to do so. So I get the chairs and blankets and make a cool fort, I really should of taken a picture because I was pretty impressed with myself. Of course the twins can only take hanging blankets for so long before they get torn down much to big brothers despair. After about the third or fourth time Eli decided a fort wasn't a good idea and thought that making the "Tower of Babel" would be more fun to do. So once again while I am cleaning he takes all the blankets and chairs and forms his Tower of Babel. (Thank you scripture scouts for teaching my son about this scripture story.) See picture below for his amazing building skills. I must admit that it was quite impressive, dangerous but impressive. Thankfully I stopped Eli before he had his brother Oliver climb up the "Tower". Oh the creativity of a five year old.

• By this time in the day it is time for dinner, so the boys and I go upstairs to put the finishing touched on, (thank goodness for crock pots!). I started to make some egg noodles, when I noticed it was a little too quiet, (don't you hate those moments). Now let me set the scene for you and give you a little background before I continue. My parents have three couches in the living room, all with an enormous amount of pillows on them that the twins like to take off on a daily basis (remember we had just gotten everything spic and span by this point). I went into the living room to check on them and guess what I saw, yep the pillows had been thrown off the couch and the twins decided to decorate the fallen pillows with soil from the plant, that they normally leave alone, on the coffee table. Oh would this day every end!! Buy wait there is more...
• After dinner it was bath and bedtime which can get hectic especially if I am by myself. Usually I handle it just fine, but it had already been a long day so I just wanted to lay them down and have some quiet time. So the bath went fine and I got the twins out and dried off, and diapers ready to put on. Anyone with twins can tell you that they sometime run in opposite directions and getting both of them to lay still while you diapering and dressing is nearly impossible. So as I was getting Emerson diapered since he already had marked his territory for the day, Oliver runs in the opposite direction squats and pees. (What is the deal, seriously!!!!!) But they finally it was bedtime and off to dream land they went. Meanwhile....
• Eli had gathered 4- 2 litter bottles of soda that we had inside and took them outside and removed the lids. When I asked him what he was doing he told me that he wanted to see them shoot up. I wonder where he got that idea. Thankfully all the soda he wasted was about to get thrown out anyway, but it was still a pain to clean up. I later found my salt and pepper shakers outside too, and it was raining.
• I was done at this point, so I kindly asked him to come inside and get ready for bed. But instead of going to bed he wanted to "decorate" for his cousins. Mind you the house was clean. Below is a picture of how he decorated. (On the banister are those mini-bathroom cups).

So it was just one of those days, where one thing after another. By themselves they are small and insignificant but when you pile them in on one day, it wears you down.

Vegging Out

Sorry about the multiple posts, but I just found these pictures and thought I would share.

This one is of the boys vegging out watching brother play computer.

I do not allow my children to veg in front of the TV, but this picture was too precious not to post. This is Emerson by the way.

Believe it or not Oliver was smiling the second before I took this.

Mischief While Nature Calls

Yesterday I had just finished feeding the boys breakfast when the call of nature came on rather quickly and urgently, so off to the bathroom I thinking the boys would be ok for a minute or two. Well when I got out I heard giggling and thump, thump, thump. Which together is not a good combination. So I went to check it out, and what I found was that the twins, very quickly might I add had taken our food storage from our pantry and were throwing it down the stairs, Fun right? Well it gets better, one of the items that took a journey down the bumpy ride was a box of spaghetti. I took the boys downs stairs started taking food up back up stairs, as I was doing this the boys proceeded to open up the never before opened box of spaghetti and spread the contents over the bottom of the stairs. Let me just say I see where the term "double trouble" comes from, because they definately fit the bill. I am not looking forward to the 2s.

My sweet innocent boys at work.

I'm Not Sharing

Eli is a really good big brother, who for the most part shares really well with his little brothers, but yesterday I think he wanted to keep the treat mommy made for him to himself, because this is where I found him.

He is hiding behind our couch were he knows his brother can't get his apples with peanut butter and marshmallow fluff.

Instacare

Last Saturday, after a fun afternoon with the family to celebrate Ben's graduation, I was cleaning up and loading the dishwasher. Now I usually wait until the boys are in bed before I do this but I just wanted to get the load going, so the twins were toddling around and playing. Well good little Emerson decided he wanted to help mommy out with the silverware. After I told him no and moved him away, he came back. This time though he fell into the dishwasher and his hand connected squarely with a spatula with a serrated edge. I promptly saw blood and found that he had a nice size gash between is thumb and pointer finger. Being weak around blood I hollered for my mom (she is use to it since she is studying to be a nurse). She checked it and thought we should take him in to get it looked at. So we quickly bundled his hand up and left Oliver and Eli in the care of Grandpa (the perks of living with my parents), and off we went to instacare. After we got in the doctor looked at it and decided that gluing it back together was a good course of action, and so he did. He told us that the glue should stay in place for about 5-7 days and would fall off after it healed. They wrapped Emerson's hand up and sent us on our way. The next morning I woke up to Emerson's hand being bare of it's wrap and the glue not holding the wound closed. So now, with the $30 visit from the previous day wasted, we wrapped his had up the best we could, and let it heal the old fashion way. Now a week later he finally started to keep the bandages on, and the wound has finally healed and all is well again.