Saturday, February 18, 2012

Stripping Wallpaper

As I spent days stripping wallpaper and dripping in beads of sweat from the steamer, I decried wallpaper as a crime against nature, the great abomination. However, I've repented. There are actually some cute wallpaper prints out there that I might even consider myself.

But wo be unto the person who shall inherit that wallpaper twenty years hence when the print that seemed so cute and stylish is now atrocious. I mean really, gluing paper to your walls! Such a sticky, icky mess! But my kids (and eventually, my husband himself) were very helpful and supportive in removing this marvelous mauve masterpiece from the walls of Loryn's bedroom.

Goofy Taylor

You know, my Taylor is an old soul. I've said this from the beginning. But, it always rubs me the wrong way when people suggest that she is a little too serious or even sullen. When Taylor gets comfortable, she is as silly and goofy as can be.

Halloween

So, this is the conclusion to a day full of festivity and sugar. My kids (plus a friend) came home after a long night of canvassing the neighborhood and poured out their loot to sort through it in the front hall.

Loryn proudly displayed her butterfly costume in the school parade. Taylor is now too old to participate in the parade and went roller skating with her class instead. Fisher's preschool parade reduced him to tears and he boycotted the entire evenT. Apparently some kid had convinced him that his Hulk costume was stupid.

Alas, we went home and changed to our back-up costume of a pirate. He perked up and we went trick-or-treating at our Papa Ace's. My Papa was tickled to see the kids in their costumes (or at least he pretended to be!)

Taylor and Fisher dressed alike for trick-or-treating. I personally think they are each other's clones. At home, we call them "Team Dan" because they look like their dad. We call Loryn and Quincy "Team Hillary" because they look more like me. Technically, they don't even look like me--they simply look LESS like Dan.





Colonial Day

Taylor had a Colonial Day at school this year at which they played colonial games, ate colonial food, etc. All the students were told to dress in traditional colonial dress. Strangely enough, my colonial wardrobe is a little lacking, so we had to ask our grandmas for help. My mother was so kind to make this dress for Taylor and Grandma Ross made the bonnet and scarf. Taylor was definitely the best dressed kid in the fifth grade that day. Plus, she had a wonderful time of playing marbles, carving soap, making butter, and square dancing.

Ward Halloween Party

The Halloween Party at our church building was a blast. Dan threw together an impromptu Michael Phelps costume at the last minute and was quite the riot.

Pumpkinland

Pumpkinland is a tradition at Halloween time. This year, we went with Fisher's preschool class. It was a cold and windy day, but the kids had a great time!

I love my babies. They have the strangest love/hate dynamic. Their relationship continues to baffle me. It takes all my strength and energy to harness their passionate emotions, but I love them desperately.

Please Forgive Me

Ok, my four children are nestled in their beds. Dan is happily snuggled in front of the TV watching a movie I don't care to see. I am wrapped in my bathrobe, sweats and fuzzy socks with Pandora blasting. And so begins my official launch into the tedious and herculean process of updating this blog. I am updating for all of those who have patiently waited for posts without reward for months. More importantly, it is my update this tragic version of my journal, since my journal is sadly in a more dire state than this blog. For those of you who actually follow this blog, please forgive me. Living life often gets in the way of writing about it. These posts will come slowly, but they will come until I can catch up to current time.