Bagel trees

At dinner tonight, Owen was eating a hamburger bun with sesame seeds on it. He picked up one of the seeds and decided that we should plant it. Then we could grow a bagel tree. Bagels with sesame seeds. We all decided that was a cool idea (except Daddy worried about the ones that fall off the tree and get moldy and in the way of mowing the lawn.) Then we decided to have a whole bagel tree orchard and we could grow different kinds, including cinnamon raison, Daddy's favorite.

Happy Father's Day

The kids were loving and wonderful to their dad today... for about an hour. Then things went downhill.

Dinner might have been awesome. I bought some wild Alaskan Sockeye salmon and Steve grilled it perfectly after I prepped everything for him. We were all sitting down to eat and I was commenting how it was "like butta," when I noticed the puddle that Owen was perched over on his chair and on the floor. So I had to clean that up. Then I sat down to continue to enjoy my dinner. Owen, who decided that he actually liked the salmon, took too large of a bite of it, and rather than just spit it out, he proceeded to let it gag him. As I tried to get a napkin for him to spit it into, he actually started vomiting. I contained most of it and got to clean up another mess before finishing my dinner. Sigh. A little while later, he pooped in his pants. Keep in mind that earlier in the day, Owen pooped in his pants, didn't tell us (we had to smell it) because he was too busy playing, and then promised to stay clean and dry the rest of the day for Father's Day.

Oh, and Sierra was just completely awful. She was going to cry and whine no matter what we did. So while I was running errands, Steve got her to take a nap. A really long nap. Have I mentioned what happens when Sierra takes a nap? She can't sleep at night. I didn't even try to put her to bed at bedtime. It was like 9:40 when I put her in bed. At 10:30 she was still wide awake. I'm not sure if she's sleeping yet.

Happy Father's Day!

A really good laugh

The Because I Said So blog always makes me laugh, but this particular posting with recipes for sandwiches from a 1930's cookbook is particularly funny. (Ooolia, take note for your next menu!)

Fun weekend for the kids

Last Thursday, Sierra had her gymnastics "show" where she got to show off what she can do and got a medal. Here's my very strong girl on the uneven bars:


And here she is with her friend Ethan ("boyee friend!") showing off their medals:


From there we drove up to North Conway, NH, where we went to Storyland. Daddy got to go on lots and lots of small spinning rides:


We also spent a lot of time on the water slide in our hotel. The kids had a great time and really progressed with their comfort in the water:



I'm not sure what they would say if you asked them, but it sure seemed like the Happy Meal toy was the highlight of the trip. Sigh.

What kind of sports car are you?

Another silly quiz!!

I'm a Mazda RX-8!

You're sporty, yet practical, and you have a style of your own. You like to have fun, and you like to bring friends along for the ride, but when it comes time for everyday chores, you're willing to do your part.

Take the Which Sports Car Are You? quiz.