Monday, October 20, 2014

Glitter Pumpkins for those who hate carving *raises hand*

Halloween is one of my favorite holidays, it's a close second to Christmas. Like every other 6 year old girl, Ava is going to be Elsa from Frozen. She then decided EZ will be Olaf, daddy will be Sven the reindeer, and mommy will be Anna, Elsa's sister. This is going to be interesting.

So we went to Goodwill this weekend and collected all the materials needed to make mine and J's costumes. EZ's nana bought a freakishly cute Olaf costume online. J and my costumes are going to be a tad ghetto but we will werk them like they are made of gold.

Halloween... we are READY FOR YOU! BRING IT!!!

Even though Halloween is fab, I doubly hate carving pumpkins. They are messy, gross and hard to carve. Blech. We still had to do something with our pumpkins and thanks to Pinterest we glitterfied those bitches! I can deal with glitter (that's what vacuums are for). I can't deal with pumpkin guts.

I took the kids to Joann and let them pick some decor stuff. Googly eyes, pom poms, glitter and BAM! SUP-AH FUN PUMPKINS! 

I put some Elmer's glue in a bowl, gave them paint brushes, and let them have at it. I did need to intervene during the glitter sprinkling process because EZ got a little out of hand. He wanted everything in the house to be sparkly. *jazz hands*

Oh. I sprayed the entire pumpkin with clear coat to help keep the glitter on. It works as long as there isn't a small child rubbing their hands all over it like it's made of kitty fur.

I highly recommend not bothering to comb your children's hair before you start. Why? I don't know, just one less thing to do. Also bed head is great for stay-at-home-Saturdays.






Since these fabulously, blurry, unprofessional photos were taken, the pumpkins have lost a bit of glitter due to little hands that can't stop touching everything they shouldn't touch. Also EZ's lost a couple pom poms and eye balls. I blame the cat.



Tuesday, September 23, 2014

I hate rocks.

So we've been stripping the stain off our deck for the last 10 years. Ok maybe not 10 years, more like 2 months. We only have the weekends to work on it and sometimes those days are rainy or full of other shit we have to do that usually involve kid activities.

Naturally, I decide ALL things need to be done while we are working on the deck (mostly J, I'm pretty much there just for support, like fetching ice water). I was sick of being in the house and doing cleaning things that are part of being a "responsible" adult. So I decided to rebuild the flagstones on the landscaping in front of the house. All by myself.

Pff. Step aside, bitches. I got this.

First things first, every single rock in the rock bed had to come out because we stupidly didn't put a weed barrier down before we put the rocks in about 7 years ago. Rocks sink. And after 7 years the rock bed was starting to look more like a dirt bed. I pulled on my gardening gloves and thought, "This will be easy. I'll just rake them up."

No.

Rocks don't want to be raked up. Especially when they are embedded so deeply in the dirt. I then thought I should pull out my trusty IKEA kneeling pad and start using my hands.

OH. MY. GOD.

About half way through, I realized there was no way I could stop now but JAYSUS THIS F*CKING SUCKS! I tried to get my kids in on the fun but they are too smart. Picking rocks one by one from the dirt was beneath them. Who raised these kids? They are acting like royalty all of a sudden! Forget it, I'll do it myself.

I then took all the flagstone out and power-washed each one. Note to self, power-wash the flagstones where they lay so you don't have to put them back in place like a frackin puzzle that took two solid hours of figuring out. I put all the rocks in one of those huge bins you get from Target. My idea was to wash them off in the bin until I noticed the bin was heaping with rocks and I would need a second bin to wash the rocks. And a shovel.

Lord help me.

I figured that if I used the power-washer on the rocks the dirt would fly off and this would be easy. I need to stop assuming shit is easy when I do it. It took FOREVER to wash those rocks. A few times the power-washer went all spastic and sprayed inside the bin weird, resulting in everyone in a 100 foot radius getting drenched. Ava was not pleased with me and was even less pleased when I started to laugh at her splattered with mud. I couldn't help it, I was too far gone at that point to care.

It took three solid days to complete my awful/genius/money-saving project.

I'd like to say I did all this on my own but there were times where I needed J's muscles. Have you seen my arms? Like twigs, I tell ya! He wasn't too pleased to have to stop what he was doing on the deck to help me and my "super awesome, this is going to be so easy" project.


I'd like to say I learned my lesson but no. Last weekend, I decided to paint the back side of the bookshelves in the living room at 4:30 on a Sunday. Weeee!!! My husband LOVES me!

Monday, September 15, 2014

A Wicked Rad myCharge Portable Power GIVEAWAY!



The kids are back to school, but Moms know that's only the beginning! Now that the school year is in full swing, there's no slowing down. In fact, things can start getting pretty hectic this time of year between your work and your kid's homework, after-school clubs and sports, music lessons and carpools, birthday parties and play dates...the list goes on and on!

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Thursday, September 11, 2014

I AM the boss.

Hi.

I'm Ava. I'm 6 and in the first grade. I've lost nine teeth! It totally grosses my mom out when I'm wiggling a tooth and finally get it out. I think it's funny to make her squirm.

I have a little brother who is annoying but I love him. His name is Ethan or sometimes we call him EZ. We have a cat who never lets me pet him. I don't know why he doesn't love me, I would love to cuddle all day with him.

I'm a great artist. I can draw pretty much anything. I'm also really good at using the iPad, as long as they aren't learning apps.

I love a lot of things but I get angry easily. It's hard for me to say why I get so angry when something doesn't go my way, I just do.

I hate it when I have to work for something. Working is stupid and hard. I don't like it and it makes me mad. I'm scared I won't do it right, so why do it at all?

That's why I hate reading. My mind doesn't keep the words in my brain for me to remember easily and it frustrates me so much. So much, that I get angry and don't want to learn how to read. Well, I guess I do want to learn how to read but it's just so hard. I'm not good at it. When I can't figure out a word I feel stupid. My parents say I'm not but that's not how I feel inside.

My mom and dad made me do the reading program at school last year. I hated that. I hated leaving all my classmates. They were getting to do fun stuff while I had to learn how to read. AND THEN, my mom and dad made me see a reading tutor over the summer. That REALLY made me mad. But I secretly liked the tutor, she was nice and gave me candy at the end. I didn't like that she would send notes home to my mom about what I'm supposed to do before I see her next. Homework, ugh. Stupid homework. Stupid reading. It makes me feel so stupid because it's so hard.

My mom tries to get me to read all the time and I hate it. It's annoying. Why can't I just play? Why can't you just read it to me like you always do? Why do I have to learn to read? It's so dumb. So then she gets really mad and frustrated with me. Sometimes I really try my hardest and a lot of times I reeeeally don't want to do it so I get sassy. My mom hates that most of all.

I know I shouldn't talk that way but I don't care because I'd rather get in trouble for being sassy than have to read. My brother, EZ, doesn't have to do homework. Mom says it's because he's still too little but will have to learn someday. I bet he'll be better than me. I don't like when people are better at something than me. It's not fair.

That's something my mom says I need to stop saying. It's not fair. She says that I'm better at drawing than EZ and is that fair to EZ? I know what she's saying but I choose to ignore it. Hmph.

I do like to go the library though. So many books! I'm a big girl so I should be able to read chapter books like big girls do. I don't know why I have to keep reading the baaaby books. But chapter books are hard for me. It's so frustrating. I do want to learn how to read and I know I will someday because my mom won't stop bugging me about it. Man, she's annoying like that. I know she's just trying to help me, at least that’s what she says. I know I need help. She told me she would buy me a Kindle like hers when I learn how to read. So cool! I want a Kindle with a cover that has lots of bright colors. Maybe with rainbows and horses. I love horses.

I like school. I like my friends and my teacher. They are all really cool. The work isn't too bad. I just wish I could learn how to read. Why can't it just be easy?

I just feel dumb that reading is hard for me.

But guess what?

I just learned how to ride my bike without training wheels. Talk about frustrating! It took forever to learn. My mom told me one day that I'm the boss of the bike. That I shouldn't let the bike win. I'm the boss. She told me this over and over. At first it was annoying but then I got it.

I AM the boss.

I had to be the one to tell that bike what to do. And I did it. I rode my bike. Not just once but a whole bunch of times, up and down the sidewalk.

That night my mom made me do my reading homework, which I obviously hated but I decided that I was the boss of that book. My mom helped me with the hard words but I read most of it. I sounded out words and I tried really hard. I showed that book who's boss. I wasn't going to let those words win and beat me.

I AM the boss.

When my mom is proud of me she gets really goofy. She starts to squeal and gets super excited. It's embarrassing but it does make me feel good to make her proud. It tells me that I'm doing a good job.

You guys should have seen her when I finished that book. She was jumping up and down and kissing me all over the face, telling everyone that I learned how to ride my bike AND willingly read a book to her. See what I mean about being goofy? It did make me feel good even thought I was embarrassed. The attention makes me uncomfortable but deep down I was super proud of myself for not giving up.

Sometimes my brain tries to tell me I'm stupid but I know I'm not. Reading is still really hard but I'm trying harder than I ever have before. I know I can do it. I just have to be the boss.

My name's Ava and I AM the boss.

Friday, August 29, 2014

What's in Your Kid's Toy Box?



You know how kids nowadays have a stupid amount of toys? Well SparkBox Toys had an ingenious idea to do a toy rental program. That's kinda sorta what it is. They have a subscription service that you can sign up for that's either every 4 or 8 weeks, or if you really want to get fancy you can do a whole year. You can keep the toys for as long as you wish (no late fees) but when you return the box, they will send out a new box of toys to keep your child engaged, happy and less likely to get sick of their toys. Kind of like when I stand in front of my full closet complaining I have nothing to wear.

But say your kids LOOOOVE a particular toy that comes in the box and refuses to part with it even with the promise of a new toy. SparkBox's got you covered, you can buy the toy from SparkBox at discount to the retail price. Rad, huh?

Ok so now you're thinking that's cool but used toys... ewe. GERMS! Not in this case because BEFORE SparkBox sends the toy out to a new child they hose it down with bleach and light it on fire, essentially killing all germs. I'm kidding but they do have a stringent sterilization process (which you can read about here). They make sure all the toys are up to par and then shrink wrap the toys so all the bits and pieces stay together. They even send a mesh bag that you can put all the loose parts from the toys in. These people were thinking ahead. They have mesh bags, I have a junk box of random toy parts.

The toys are educational and age appropriate. Ava was bummed because she's too old. That doesn't mean she didn't claim every toy as her own. The boxes contain four toys. EZ received a wooden shape puzzle, a thing where you open the doors to discover a wooden piece inside, a LeapFrog ABC laptop looking thing, and blocks. Guess which one he decided he wanted to keep? Ok I'll just tell you. The blocks. Because they make good tunnels for his cars. His words, not mine.

All the toys come with a card that help you, as the parent, figure out how to use the toy in an educational and stimulating way. Ya know, rather than giving the kid the toy and just saying, "Have at it!" It's nice to have a little guidance for playtime. I know that sounds silly but seriously, does anyone else get bored playing? I do. I can only play Barbies for so long (~2 minutes) before my brain short circuits. The cards give me ideas of different ways to play.

There is something nice about knowing you are getting top notch toys that don't clutter your house. This never happens in my house. My house is spotless. *brushes crumbs off the couch* EZ still has a little time left for these toys. SparkBox Toys are geared for ages 4 and under but honestly, Ava (who's 6) played with these toys for a solid half hour. Fist bump, SparkBox. You my homie.

Be sure to check out SparkBox Toys' website to find out more about the company, their philosophy and toys. And it's imperative to follow them on Facebook and Twitter because social media.

Seriously... LOOK AT THIS PICTURE (ignore the pajamas)! THEY AREN'T FIGHTING! WHOOP!


Disclaimer: SparkBox Toys gave me a free one month subscription and one toy to keep from the box in exchange for a blog review. The opinions expressed herein are mine alone and do not represent the opinions of SparkBox Toys
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