Get Thee Hence June Cleaver

I was not initially thrilled when I found out we would be moving to Suburbia. But when I thought about this being a brand new neighborhood where everyone would be new and we might be able to help set a tone of friendly community I was pretty excited. I decided I wanted to be the neighborhood welcome wagon and since we were the first to move in that was a pretty doable plan. Now it's been six months and there are about 11 occupied houses, amazing how fast that happens! I'm ready to start making the rounds. In preparation I channeled June Cleaver this weekend, made Oreo cookie balls (amidst many SNL jokes. If you don't know what I'm referring to climb out from under your rock and click here.), bagged them (so hard to refrain from jokes!), made house shaped tags with a little "hello, we're the psycho circus that lives in the house on the top of the hill" note on it and we're ready to stroll the loop! It took me so tremendously long to make these silly cookie balls that I'm done being June Cleaver. Though I think I should don some heals and an apron when we make the rounds, just for effect.

Mamma...Surprise!

My little imps have recently started calling me into the room to show off their silly faces or costumes or to jump out from behind the couch yelling "surprise!" The funny thing is that they'll lie in wait for a really long time. Lil' Spitfire has actually stayed still and quiet in his bed for the 30min before his brother comes to bed just to pull back the covers and yell "Surprise!". That's some serious commitment. There are lots of fun little surprises that make my day fun and that only my little monkeys can supply. I'm so thankful this is my job!

While cleaning their room I found a Snoopy band aide stuck to the back of the door. Kind of gross, kind of cute.

Darth Vader often makes appearances randomly throughout the house.

Is there a doctor in the house? Why yes, we have one of those too!

Lil' Spitfire loves the dress up box!

Mr. Golden Curls is getting so incredibly creative with building blocks. I'm so impressed that he's started building things that look like real stuff. My favorite so far is his bristle block Wall-E that looks just like him. A close second is his bulldozer. We didn't even show him how to do it first, it's all him!

Hair Today Gone Tomorrow

One of the things I said I'd never blog about is getting a hair cut, I mean really, who gives a rip? But I'm free!

Shaking Off The Dust Of Winter

I'm so glad winter seems to finally be on its way out the door. Even though we moved further south and didn't even get one single little bit of snow, unlike our storm riddled neighbors in the northern part of the state, It's still been dreary. It always makes me happy to see a smidge of green on the trees, flowers popping out of the ground and trees in full bloom. I decided our neutral little house needed some pep so I dragged the boys to Hobby Lobby for some fantastic pots and pretty garden angel and then to Lowes where they helped me pick the brightest Gerber Daisies in the green house.

We moved the boys pea gravel filled sandbox outside and we're all in heaven. They get to dig, I get to sit and drink coffee and read, it's the best way to improve my mood!




Lil' Spitfire found this beautiful, injured moth by the patio and consoled him in his soft little voice "It'll be ok little guy."

We're lucky to be in a newly built house that actually has trees, a rarity around here. The boys think it's a big adventure to walk through them. I think it's great because I send them on "treasure hunts" where they bring me the trash that blows over from the construction next door!

Both boys think it's big fun to eat outside.

Damsel In Tech Distress

A lot has been going on the past week. The stinky part being my computer decided to go on vacation while my resident geek (aka my husband) was on a spring break mission trip with his youth group. I tried everything I knew to try. I pushed on plugs, unplugged, replugged, push buttons, swore under my breath...yea, I'm a technomoron! Thankfully my husband knows more and when he got home he tore that bad boy right open and discovered the problem. My hard drive is fine, whew, which should be my lesson #1: backup your stuff!!!

We did have fun last week. We went to visit my parents, the boys got the royal grandparent spoiling, I got some adult conversation and food that wasn't cooked by me. As a cherry on top I made a big 'ole sale at the beehive which means I get to go supply shopping this weekend! And all was right with the world.

Postcards From Folsom

Mr. Cash Pugface here sending greetings from the big house. It seems I've crossed the line this week by peeing on the bed. Not just a mark but a full-on bladder relief. I have my accidents here and there but this seems to have been the straw. Now I have to spend the night in my cage instead of in the big bed until I learn how to ask to be let out to use the potty. The first night was a little tough but now it's fine and I hear my humans are sleeping a lot better now, I can't imagine how! I'm not even aloud on the bed for a mid-day nap!! I'm going to try really hard to learn how to ring the bell on the door to be let out! If you feel like sending a cake with a hidden file my way that would be greatly appreciated.

Fashion With Pugitude

Friday Mr. Cash and I headed out on our usual date of Starbucks mochas and a trip to Petco for doggie biscuits. On the way back from the biscuits I got sucked into the spring dog clothes section and this time I couldn't resist temptation. So Mr. Cash has two new additions to his wardrobe, a skully tie and a Captain Awesome t-shirt. Isn't he so beautiful?! I'm lovin' his new punkster tie! I find the t-shirt especially funny because Mr. Golden Curls has been saying since we brought Mr. Cash home that his superhero name is Captain Pugface.

When we got home I already had the t on him and let him out of the car without a leash. The one bad thing about the t is there's no hole for the leash to poke through, I'll have to fix that. Anyway, I thought I could trust him to go straight to the front door. Instead he ran directly next door to a construction worker who's building in that lot. Did I feel like a goob or what? "Excuse me, just coming over to retrieve my little Captain Awesome!"