A Work of Art

I was cleaning bathrooms. 
I hope you stopped by that day because they stayed that way for about.... 
3.5 hours.

Mr T got a creative itch.

He kept running in & out of my room "don't look, don't look!"

This went on for over an hour.

I was so curious.

He proudly showed me his 

work of art.

Every Little Detail

nothing overlooked

and then he had to go

put his dogs up & watch 
a movie 
with snacks & soda

because after all...

being an artist is hard work.

Friday Flashback

April 2004

Monkey See Monkey Do

Monkey Get In Trouble Too

(remember that shirt, V?)

Tommy (Jonny) Boy?

Fat Guy in a Little Coat

Gem Hunt

No, they're not watching a fireworks display on the computer...

they are looking up gems.

It's love at first sight.

Heads Up...

Since I have so blatantly let my blog

fall through the cracks over

the last few months...

today, i post

TWICE.

Ewwwww

Science Experiment...

or a boy who didn't do his  dishes in a timely manner?

faces have been obscured to protect the 
not-so-innocent...

Court with the Cam

Capturing the glamorous 
side of life

Work it... Work it...

Game On!

When it comes to 

Game Time

at the Taylor house

there is no messing around

So Suit Up Baby.

He Shoots...

He Scores!

Mr T. has no mercy

Friday Flashback

Sisters

2007

It's the Thought That Counts

so I come 
into the kitchen 
and find 

THIS

McKay, 
being the dutiful son 
that he is, 
had just finished his 
nightly dishes.

He even went the 
"extra mile" 
and took the time to refill the 
rinse aid dispenser.

Aw thanks buddy.

Too bad he thought the 

cool blue stuff 

in the rinse aid dispenser was

Dawn 

Thank goodness 
it only took me a 
WEEK 

(and about 30 empty loads run through) 

to get all the soap 
cleared out of the 
dishwasher.

Sleep At Your Own Risk

At our house

if you happen to fall asleep

in the middle of the day

you run the risk

of becoming

entertainment 

for the 5 and under crowd.

And believe it or not

he was still 

Sound Asleep

when I dug him out

Feathering The Nest

April 15th is here.

As I eagerly await the return of my hubby, I begin to prepare.

I want his homecoming, or re-entry as I call it, to be sweet.

peaceful.

happy.

(yeah, right)

Ok, well... it will most likely be loud.

chaotic.

overwhelming.

But to ease his transition I have done a few things.

~ clean & organize the house.

(believe me, no small task after being neglected for, ahem, awhile)

~ do ALL of the dishes

(again, if you only knew... we probably wouldn't be friends anymore)

~ make our bed

~ finish, fold & put away the mother lode of laundry     

~ try & keep the children happy today

~ and last, but definitely not least, primp

paint toenails

spritz, spray, fluff, pouf

Yes, I even went as far as buying a 
ginormous curling iron 
so I can be 
bouncin' & (mis)behavin'

However, one small little problem.

Wha...?

Are you kidding me?

I guess he'll have to settle for curly hair & straight eyelashes.

oh well.

Can't Wait to Have you Home Babe.
XoxoxOXoxO

Adieu

Adieu, Adieu

to

You

and

YOU

and

YOU

I'm shopping at Target.

I hesitate in the diaper aisle, wondering if there will EVER be a day that I no longer need to shop in this area of the store.

......................

And then I buy a JUMBO box of diapers

................

(2 hours later)

I overhear from the other room,

"McKay, I need to go pee!"

huh?

wha?

"yes McKay, take him in 
and see what happens."

Lo & Behold

from that moment on my 
sweet baby T 

never looked back

* his choice

* on his terms

* at (his) right time

Goodbye Huggies.

Hello Snuggies.

or, as Mr T has affectionately named them

Unders.

Dad Gum It!

Bubble Yum

Miss Vee

Snip

Snip

oh SNAP!!

It was Mrs T in the Pantry with a Sack of Potatoes

So...

I confiscated the red nail polish from 

Miss Vee & stashed it on the 

top shelf in the pantry...

you know, 

so it wouldn't get 

spilled on the carpet...

Good Catch Mom.

Yes, it would have been
had I not accidentally knocked
the red nail polish off 
said top shelf
and onto the tile
that Very Same Afternoon.

By the way,

nail polish remover = 
good on tile, 
bad on paint, 
horrible on the brain cells.

as IF i had any left...

Good Hearty Laugh

Let's face it...

it never gets old

watching Mr T 

spanking his buns

Always

good for a laugh

Model Students

Something is afoot in 
Miss Stapley's class...

Is it possible that these 

Angelic Students

had something to do with it?

Never.

Taco Supreme

Tonight dinner meant digging, scrapping and being creative.

 SCORE!

I found some taco meat in the freezer...

fresh fruit & veggies in the fridge...

AND pickles...

what more does a healthy diet need?

And just to prove how versatile he can be, while I was warming up the taco meat, Mr. T made do with what he had...

i love this boy.

Boy vs Asphalt

I should never have told McKay that

Chicks Dig Scars.

I think he's taking this a bit too far.

Snuggie Love

Who knew the 

Snuggie 

could be so versatile?

(or maybe my kids are just genius)

Ebay Bound

We were making funnel cakes 

for a family night treat, 

when Miss Vee hit the jackpot.

Yoshi, say hello 

(and goodbye) 

to your sweet, crispy twin.

Excuses, Excuses

What began as a class 
that I taught for Super Saturday...
(scrabble tile necklaces)

Evolved into a Fundraiser for 
McKay's 2010 National Scout Jamboree...

Which led to a couple of 
Christmas boutiques...
with only TWO weeks notice.

Nearly 700 necklaces were sold.

(with a LOT of help from my peeps)

Oh, and did I mention that before 
Little Peeps Pendants 
took over my life, 
I had committed to a 
250 page 
freelance typing project?

All in the month of December.

So...
that's my excuse
for everything.