Monday, December 21, 2009

A Masterpiece

All is again right with the world!!! My long lost friend has returned from a dreadfully extended leave of absence. Last night the stage was set for our much anticipated, joyous reunion.

Time often has a funny way of bringing about awkwardness in an old friendship. One finds there is not much left to talk about after the obligatory small talk runs dry.

Not so last night. Things continued on as though time had stood still. And I wish it had, but unfortunately, our two hour visit had to end promptly at 11 o'clock.

But please don't despair-- next week will bring another visit. So if you call next Sunday and I don't answer, you'll know why. I will be watching Masterpiece (classic) Theater and loving every minute of it.


Yesterday's visitor goes by the name of "Cranford" and I can't wait til next week to watch part 2. It does make me miss my mom, though. She is my favorite Masterpiece Theater watcher. I am currently taking applications for her temporary replacement.

Friday, December 18, 2009

From the Bottom of My Heart

I cannot believe a week from today my house will be a covered in haphazardly thrown wrapping paper, boxes, and bows. Maybe it seems hard to believe because I haven't bought a single Christmas present yet.

Gasp! Yes, you read that right.

I know many of you finished your Christmas shopping in July or something crazy like that. All I can say is you must not have little boys whose minds change every other day about what they want for Christmas.

Ashton asked for a cell phone a few days ago. What? I told him Santa was NOT going to give him a cell phone. Ian topped that the next day when he said he was going to ask Santa for a motorcycle. What? Guess I shouldn't have shot down the phone so quickly-- at least that's legal.

When the boys aren't updating their lists for Santa, they are having a lively debate about Christmas music. Everyday we have a discussion about which is their #1 favorite, #2 favorite, and #3 favorite.

FYI: Ashton's #1 favorite is "Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree" and Ian's is "Feliz Navidad."

We were driving in the car the other day when Ian's #1 favorite came on the radio. We were singing along, feeling all warm and fuzzy with our awesome Spanish accents, when I heard Ian laughing in the backseat. And then I heard him tell Ashton, "Ha ha it said bottom."

Boys.

I don't think I can ever listen to that song the same anymore. I hope I've ruined it for you too! Misery loves company, you know.

And just because I can't post without a picture, here is Ashton rockin' around our Christmas tree.

Monday, December 14, 2009

In Your Face

I present to you the face of independence.



When I went to wash some of the independence off his face,
he decided to take that newfound independence a little too far.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Baby It's Cold Outside

Sometimes it doesn't take much to make my day. Yesterday it was finding a pair of pajamas deep inside a box of winter clothes.

Monday, December 7, 2009

Why You Should Always Read My Blog

I am constantly learning new things as a mother, and my children are often my best teachers. Yesterday Ian taught me a couple life lessons that I thought were too important not to share.

#1

***Why you should never go to bed with wet hair***
(Although, maybe you'd wake up looking as cute as he did.)


#2

***Why you should never mess with Spiderman and a pirate at the same time***
(Doesn't Jennifer look terrified in the background? I know I was.)


Now, I hope you don't have to learn these lessons the hard way like I did. Sometimes being a mom can seem overwhelming, but that's why I love giving unsolicited advice whenever I can. Believe me, you'll thank me later.

Monday, November 30, 2009

Rewind

In my haste to get my Christmas groove on, I completely omitted a national holiday. How very un-American of me, I know.

Thanksgiving's never been my favorite. Don't get me wrong, I'm thankful and all that. But by the time Halloween rolls around, my bones start itching for Christmas to get here already!

I'm always up for a party, though, so we started celebrating Turkey Day early. Ian's preschool had a "Thankfulness Feast" and I think he would have made the cutest little Indian in all of Plymouth.

Each child added some food to the "feast" and stated what he/she was thankful for. Ian is thankful for his bed (a child after my own heart).

Then the boys and I colored some Pilgrim figures. And now you know the extent of my craftiness.

I definitely have many things to be thankful for, and these three boys are at the top of the list.

P.S. My craftiness is nowhere on the list.

Monday, November 23, 2009

While Visions of Sugar Cookies Danced in My Head

It's official: Christmas is right around the corner! 99.9 KEZ told me so-- they're playing Christmas music now, and I love it.

This is my favorite time of year. It goes by way too fast, so I'm starting early-- yesterday, to be exact.

There's something about Sunday that brings on a hankering for cookies. Sugar cookies fit the bill this time around-- but not just any sugar cookies: Christmas sugar cookies! We made Christmas trees, Christmas hearts and Christmas circles. Alright, maybe the hearts and circles are a stretch, but I don't care...I love Christmas! And so do my boys.

See, they can't contain their excitement.

While they decorated their cookies (very excitedly, might I add), we listened to the Christmas music TV station.

And those look exactly like my cookies, by the way.

The night kept getting better, if that's even possible. I think I captured our Christmas card photo.
Merry Christmas! Love, The Fish Family
(Now don't be sad when there's no card in the mail, because this is all you're gettin'!)

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

What Blogging's All About

I'm sure this is no news flash: my kids are cuter, smarter, better behaved, more talented (you get the idea) than your kids. Don't feel bad. They come by it naturally.

You don't believe me? Take a look for yourself.

See, I told ya.

But, now I've got to add another amazing quality to the list: better drawers. Meaning, my kids are better than your kids at drawing...not, my kids are better pieces of furniture than your kids. Which, if that were possible, would be true also.

You don't believe me? Take a look for yourself.

See, I told ya.

Monday, November 16, 2009

How-To Monday: Privacy

Close the bathroom door to avoid any unwelcome visitors.

Friday, November 13, 2009

Lying in Shades of White

Why no, my child does not still use a pacifier. Where would you get an idea like that?

And don't worry about clicking on the picture to enlarge it, because he also doesn't have snot on his nose or a scratch on his chin. What kind of mother do you think I am?

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Meteorology My Way

It was a frigid 92° yesterday.
Some of us wore hats to keep warm.

It's only supposed to get to 89° today.
Time to break out them parkas!

Happy Fall!

Friday, November 6, 2009

Current Events

Yesterday I went to pick up Ian from preschool and found this little stray wandering around.
It made my day.

Can you guess how many pieces of Halloween candy I had to bribe him with so he'd pose for that picture? Unfortunately, I need someone to bribe me to stay out of said Halloween candy.


In other news...

I've been brushing up on some of my mad makeover skills.
Before

**Notice the unflattering food remnants on the face and
the completely unmanageable hairstyle.


After
**Just cut a few inches of hair, add a fashionable plaid collared shirt...and voilá!


So as not to leave the oldest out of this post,and I'm sure you've missed my mug as well....
Don't look too closely at the food on Ashton's face,
but I think I feel another makeover coming on!!

Monday, November 2, 2009

What Do Mario, a Vampire, and an Elephant All Have in Common?

The answer: One tired (but happy) mother.



P.S. If you ask Ian, he was actually a grampire. And, I think he made a pretty cute grampire, if I do say so myself.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Use Your Imagination and Pretend This is a Catchy Title

With Ashton and Ian being 17-months apart, life has been interesting...to say the least. I remember feeling completely overwhelmed for the first couple years of Ian's life.

But as the boys have gotten older, it has gotten easier. We still have our fair share of fighting and issues with sharing, but basically they play really well together.

The other day I was upstairs doing something (I'm sure I was cleaning and NOT checking my email or anything) and I could hear the boys playing downstairs. They soon got tired of whatever they were doing and moved on to something else.

I went downstairs to find the aftermath of their play.

(In case it's hard to tell, there are several stuffed animals stuck between the blinds on the window.)

This was a new one for me. Not quite sure what's goin' on here, but I'll chalk it up to great imaginations.

I don't know, maybe Mickey's getting a tan or something. Got any better ideas?

Monday, October 19, 2009

How-To Monday: Packing on the Pounds

I know, I know. It's been awhile since I've done a How-To Monday...or even posted on a Monday, for that matter. What can I say? I like to keep you guessing.

But, I shall keep you guessing no longer. Here is a How-To on a subject we can all use help with, especially with the holidays fast approaching.

How to Gain 10 Pounds in Less Than 2 Days

1. Sit at home for 2 days.

2. When I say sit, I mean literally (in a perfect Rachel Zoe accent) sit on the couch for 48 hours.
(Oh, I forgot to mention the direct cause of steps 1 and 2)

3. Unknowingly expose your children to the flu (you know who you are). Then continue to sit on the couch with them for 2,880 minutes.

4. Offer every food item in the house to your three appetite suppressed children. And then proceed to eat every food item in the house all by yourself. I mean-- want not, waste not, right?

5. When one of your children miraculously makes a food request, bake it without question. Even if it is chocolate chip cookies. A miracle's a miracle, I always say.

6. Then go ahead and eat most of those miracle cookies...all by yourself.



I hope some of those tips helped. If I help even just one person, it makes everything worthwhile. You know, I'm just a giver in that sense.

And because I just need to give a little more, here are a couple of the moments captured during those 172,800 seconds.

He looks so happy eating that cookie, doesn't he?

Little does he know that in about 24 hours he's gonna look a little more like this.



I really hope this bug leaves our house soon. Because just like Ms. Zoe always says, "This is bananas!"

Hmmm...I wonder if we have any bananas around. I'm kinda hungry.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Raising Einstein

My son's a genius.

The other day Ian asked me this very insightful question: "Do chickens have sharpey toes?"

Okay maybe not a genius, but definitely an awesome movie quoter. And isn't that better than having a genius in the family?

Come to think of it, he's never actually seen the movie. So genius it is!

(FYI Mom and Dad, the real quote is"Do chickens have large talons?")

Friday, October 9, 2009

And the Plot Thickens

Well, it's the moment you've all been waiting for: drum roll please....Ashton's birthday blog! Yay!

You want in on a little secret? I tried posting this yesterday, but my computer was being too slow. And after being frustrated for far too long waiting for my pictures to upload, I decided the post could wait another day. But I had to post something, and there you have the makings of "Cliffhanger."

Genius? I meant to write that without the question mark...

Genius.

So without further adieu, here is the birthday boy in all his 6-year-old glory:

(Ashton loved the cake Jonathan made. I thought the broccoli trees were a nice touch.)

Later that night, I overheard Ashton tell his brother, "Having your birthday is awesome."

I'd have to agree. He got to choose just about everything we did that day, so of course it was awesome.




Especially the present part.



I know the day was all about him, but here are a few of my favorite moments.


(I love the attempted mean look on his face.)


(And the one on this face.)


(And these faces just melt my heart...or maybe the melt is from their sweaty heads, I don't know.)


All I know is, I love this 6-year-old kid. He was definitely worth the wait.

Just like this post, right?

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Cliffhanger

Yesterday was someone's birthday.

I'm not naming any names.

Tune in tomorrow for a complete run down of the day's events. You won't wanna miss it.

You on the edge of your seat yet? Good.

Friday, October 2, 2009

Twenty-nine

I was at the gym a couple months back when a revelation came to me. What? Don't all your revelations happen at the gym? Well mine did, and it was pretty major.

I was on a stationary bike pedaling along trying to work up a sweat. I put my hands on the heart rate monitor sensor thing. Those things never seem to work for me. I'm like, "Yo, I know I have a heart beat. You can't tell me I'm not alive. I know I'm alive."

Anyway, while I was waiting for my heart rate to register on the machine, I thought I'd look at the trusty chart to see what my target rate would be, should the machine decide to acknowledge my existence on this earth.

The chart looked a little something like this:

So I start to look at the ages and I (of course) look at the 20. And then it hits me: I'm a whole lot closer to 30 than 20. What? When did that happen?

But I've since decided that being closer to 30 is both good and bad. Good, because that means I don't have to work as hard at the gym. And bad, because well...that means I'm almost 30...which is totally like a real adult. And when you're a real adult you can't use totally and like in the same sentence...which is like totally hard to do.

Last Saturday brought me officially one year closer to the dreaded 3-0. I've heard your dexterity diminishes somewhat after your 20's, so I had Ashton and Ian help me open my presents. We were all especially excited to open the package from my parents.


Here is Ashton proudly modeling the South African hat. Thanks Mom and Dad!




Please pardon the pained look on Ashton's face. I'm really not hurting him with a smile on my face. Apparently it's tough to enjoy your mom's birthday when yours is a whole week and a half away.

I wanted to tell him, "You think that's tough. Try almost being a real adult. Now that's tough."

Like, totally.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009