Day 4 - The Escape!

We couldn't stand it anymore.  We had to get out, and by get out I mean not just drive to Sonic and sit in the car during Happy Hour.  We already did that.

After some math and reading we went to a place I thought we would never see any kids on a Thursday afternoon.  I hit the drive through at McDonalds and then we hit the Sacramento Temple grounds. We loved the big trees, the turkeys that look like Velociraptors and we discovered that the carmel sauce that comes with the Apple Dippers is good on just about everything - probably not a Big Mac though.  Have any of you tried those in the last few years?  Have my taste buds changed or are those really sickening?  I LOVED those growing up.  Today I couldn't eat the whole sandwich.  Thank goodness.  Halloween is tomorrow and I'm hoarding points.

After lunch we had a little photo session . . . 

and then the girls all washed off . . . 

just in time for a little ice cream.

In case you're wondering, I did wipe pox germs off the benches.

PS - to Emily in about 8 more years.  You would not leave the house without those socks.  You LOVED them.  

A pox on both your houses!

Well, not really, since Rebekah is post-pox and we don't think we can spread it back again.

We are so lucky!  Our friend Rebekah had chicken pox when she was two and since she's probably in the clear (fingers crossed) she could come over and play today!  I loved having another girl in the house today whose name didn't start with a E, M or H.  We had a fun pox party with puzzles, mac and cheese and, of course, candy.  I've heard that a spoonful of sugar makes the medicine go down, so a bar full of chocolate must make diseases leave faster.  Thank you for the fun and the treats - and my favorite, the Dr. Pepper! 

Speaking of treats, thanks Julianne for the supplies for our post-nap cooking extravaganza.

Stop, Drop, Roll & DANCE!

Emily was very disappointed when she found out a firefighter was going to visit her class this week.  Luckily, I know people.  I called a friend from church who, despite being extremely busy, was willing to come over and give my dotted children a little presentation.  

THANK YOU JONATHAN!  You made our day!

Emily's highlight was trying out firefighter chic.

Next, since we were missing dance class we had our own little tap/ballet combo in the garage.  Everyone - even Heidi, who used cowboy boots as her tap shoes - had a good time.  How could they not have?  I'll bet Emily's teacher doesn't let them dance to Mr. Roboto.

Chicken Pops

I thought Molly had some bug bites on her face and hands and arms and legs.  Worst luck, Molls.  Then I found out some people we know have chicken pox.  Then I noticed that the "bug bites " were multiplying and looked exactly like chicken pox.  "Chicken Pops?" Molly asked.

Luckily it was only Molly.  Then yesterday Emily got them too!  AHHH!  All three girls were vaccinated and only Heidi lucked out to not get it (knock on wood).  They have a very mild case and they're not very itchy but they do have it.  Rats.

Here's Molly showing off her spots - and some leftover lunch.

Here's the sad part.  I just talked with the doctor who recommended that the girls stay out of school ALL WEEK - Halloween week!  I am feeling very sad for them because I LOVED Halloween week as a kid.  Luckily they don't know what they're missing since this is Emily's first year in elementary school and Molly doesn't remember what Emily did in pre school last year.

I am up for some exciting ideas from friends to make this week more enjoyable for everyone.  Tomorrow we're pretending to have dance class in  the garage but I'm going to need some help if we're all going to survive being homebound homeschoolers.  Eeks.  

HELP!

I Choose Treats

A spooky (OK, not really spooky) Halloween story

Once upon a time a Cub Scout, Baby Cinderella, Mulan and another Cinderella went to their ward's Trunk-or-Treat. 

While they were there, they saw a chef and a dog trainer, also known as Grandpa and Grandma.  Thanks for coming from AZ for the party! (well, not just for the party)

"Watch out Senator McCain," yelled Baby Cinderella, who magically received the gift of clear speech after consuming an inhuman amount of sugar.  "Don't get fresh with Governor Palin.  She might hurt you with her hockey stick!"

Just then the three amigos ran by and the Brownie almost coveted their costumes but didn't fully sin since it was a church party.

At the end of the night the three little princesses hopped in the car and ate quickly, since they knew midnight was coming and all the candy would magically disappear.  (It's in the laundry room and I think the Brownie has been sneaking tastes.)  

Happy Halloween!

40 isn't scary

Scott and I went to a super fun 40th birthday party on Saturday.  Happy Birthday Gould!  Come back and have the same party again next year!  

My favorite couple was Donald and Ivana.  Donald looked even better when we made his wig, ahem, hair, slightly more askew.

Here's another cute couple from the party.  

That Cub Scout should really stay away from Hell's Kitchen, even if it is his party.  That man makes a mean hot dog.

Look out Martha Stewart!  Medusa's victim is right behind you!

At first I didn't recognize these friends.  I thought Brad and Angelina had crashed the party. (FYI, Maddox, Shiloh and Pax were building houses in New Orleans.)

This one's for the Workmans

This year was our sixth annual visit to Davis Ranch to pick pumpkins.  Sadly, our pumpkin picking partners, the Workman family, has moved too far away to pop over for the afternoon. Don't worry!  Here are the photos! (And yes, Emily ran down the hill at top speed again.) 

Molly, I think your pumpkin has deflated.

If you look closely, you'll see that Emily's fingernails are painted in an AB pattern.  I love Kindergarten!

The photo and face say sweet but check again just before nap time.

Molly is working on her plan to get five pumpkins in the cart without anyone noticing.  We noticed.

Happy pumpkin picking!

Welcome to the 60's

Quick!  Go to yearbookyourself.com and see how great you could have looked in your yearbook.

1960 - I love these glasses.  Really. 

 

1964 - Still love the glasses.  I tried to buy some cat-eye glasses last time I needed to buy glasses but sadly, the are no longer made for adults who have a child-sized head.

 

1966 - This looks like me now.  I think I need a new hairdo.

1968 - This looks like me last fall.  Uh oh. 

 

1976 - OK, not really the 60s anymore but I love those bangs!