December 28, 2010

How We Single Handedly Almost Ruined Christmas AND Created A Real Life Grinch

For weeks my son has been talking about Christmas, Santa and the party at my Sister's house. We took him to see Santa at the mall and he got to tell Santa everything he wanted on his list........the conversation took almost 10 minutes. Then at his school's Christmas party Santa showed up and Lex was again able to tell him what he wanted. So imagine how excited he was when it was Christmas Eve and we were on our way to my Sister's house for her annual Christmas Eve party. We ate, we played, we had fun and ate some more. Lex was in high spirits and just could not wait to open his presents. Finally my Sister told him to go find his gifts under the tree and get ready to open them. He was ecstatic!!! He found 3 and looked a bit bewildered. I heard him say "Where are the rest?", but thought nothing of it. Then he began opening his gifts. The presents he got were not what he wanted, what he had on his list. They we things my Sister had bought for him, little things. A coloring book, a Monchhichi and some SpongeBob bath bubbles. That's when it happened......Lex had a complete meltdown. All he kept saying was....'None of this stuff was on my list. Where's my science kit?" O_O Of course he's asking for the one thing we didn't get him. We tried explaining to him that Santa would be at our house soon, after he was asleep and when he woke up there would be presents. He said "All I really want is a science kit! This is a terrible Christmas!!" and he cried. What on Earth were we supposed to do?!?!?! Not only wasn't he understanding what we were saying, that it wasn't even Christmas yet, but we didn't get him a science kit!!!! Kevin and I decided to leave right then and there to make it to the book store to get that damn science kit he wanted so badly and to get him away from his cousins who were all opening a ton of gifts. He seemed to be doing a little better once we left, Kevin was able to get that damn science kit and we got home early enough so Kevin could get the wrapping done. While Kevin was in the basement I asked Lex if he wanted to put the reindeer food out with me. "Sure" was his response and he didn't look happy at all. I gave him the plate and told him to scatter it on the ground.....he just tossed it on the ground and walked back inside looking like someone had just kicked his kitten. While I was getting things ready for bedtime I noticed he had taken my decorated wine box and was filling it with small toys. After it was filled he came to me and asked if he could have a bow. I gave him one and watched as he put the bow on, placed the box under the tree and then said "There. Now I have a presents under the tree." and he started crying again, then he looked out the widow and said "This is just the terrible Christmas ever. Santa didn't bring anything on my list". I have never seen something as pathetic and as cute as that in my entire life. He thought Santa had forgotten him, or that he brought him the wrong toys. It was just awful. Kevin and I decided to give all the kids something small before bed in hopes that it would cheer him up a little. We explained that on Christmas Eve the children get to open a gift from their Moms and Dads. So we gave Lola her Pillow Pet (which was obviously the best present ever!), Raven her pjs and Lex his little delorean with a mini Marty McFly in it. He loved it! He went to bed with a smile on his face and saying he loved us.

I was not ok though. I thought for sure that we had somehow traumatized our son, turned him into a real life Grinch. He would never forget "The most terrible Christmas ever". We didn't do a good enough job of explaining the whole Santa thing. All night I kept asking my husband..."Do you think he's going to be happy?!", he thought I was worrying for nothing. And he was right. Christmas morning was great! He was so surprised with all his gifts under the tree, he kept saying "Santa DID come!!! He left lots of presents!! I hope he brought my list!!!" :) Now, I know there will be some people who read this and think to themselves that our kid is spoiled, Christmas isn't about presents, we shouldn't lie to him about Santa.....shut up. He is only 4 and just doesn't get it yet. Next year will be different. How do I know? I've done this before, Raven was the same way. She didn't really "get it" until she was 5, then it was all good. We teach our kids that Christmas is about family, love, being together and yes, Santa. Santa comes to your house and leaves you presents on Christmas Eve. It's magical, it's wonderful and I think it is very important to keep the magic in their lives as long as we can. They grow up so fast and I want them to remember their childhood as fun and, well, magical. :) I love the word MAGICAL!!!!

So that was our almost "Terrible Christmas Ever", but we made it through and our kids were thankful and very, very happy about the things they got. And so was Mommy.....that's a post for tomorrow. So many gorgeous pictures to show off from all my new camera toys!! :D

December 22, 2010

Preschool.......The Beginning Of The Never Ending Artwork

When Raven was in preschool she would come home every day with something new. I felt like I had to keep everything. It was all just so cute and hey, my kid can write her own name and knows the alphabet and can draw houses/animals/pets...blah, blah, blah!!! All the things new Moms think. So I kept everything. You can imagine where this is heading, right? Yeah....6 months into the school year and I realized that I in fact could not keep everything. Well, I could, but I'd need a bigger house. So I went through the bin of every piece of paper she had brought home and sifted through what I wanted to keep, what I would give to my sister and Mom and what I would trash. It was hard, I got all teary eyed a few times, but I did it and I had a system going. Let me just say's hard trying to trash your kid's artwork without them finding out. She found a few things in the trash and the drama queen emerged and threw the most dramatic fit ever. Doesn't matter, I had made up my mind. I would only keep Holiday arts and crafts, special art she made "just for me" and of course anything I thought was just too cute and I could not throw it away. She made a wind chime out of empty toilet paper rolls and paperclips. How could I throw that away?! I would not, however, keep pieces of paper with a few splashes of paint on it, nor would I keep her endless amount of alphabet writings. A to Z.....that's a lot!!! Done! Plan in place and believe it or not, I followed that plan all the way till now. Of course, the art work stopped coming home after about 3rd or 4th grade, so I was kinda off the hook. hehehee!! But now that Lex is in preschool the vicious cycle has started all over again. I'm just hoping he doesn't find things in the trash. I already have his bin started. Important/cute/sweet things will be store away for the future when I want to stroll down memory lane and look at all the things he made in his first year at school. It's glorious. I've been meaning to find Raven's box and go through it. I think I'll make the MAN go down there and find it. Too many spiders waiting to attack me down there and it will probably make me very sad. Having a teenager is tough and we've been going through some difficult times lately and seeing things she made as a little girl, before the teenager spawned, well, that would make me very sad. But that's something for another post. For now I will leave you with pictures of my son's very first Christmas program.  :)

And OH SHIT!! We did not get him a science set. Santa is screwed! Speaking of Santa!!! I just have to add this. I was over at Leelou Blog today and saw that she is giving away something great and fun! She's giving away five $10 gift cards to iCaughtSanta! It's a website that will photoshop Santa into a picture you've uploaded of YOUR Christmas tree, so it looks like Santa was really there. There are different poses....him putting presents under the tree, eating cookies or coming down the chimney. Some of the poses are actually pretty damn funny. So yeah, needless to say we will be doing that. How could we not? It's so magical and fun. The look on his face will be priceless!! 

December 21, 2010

Pancakes!! Pancakes!!! PANCAKES!!! and blueberries....

I wrote about the awesome pancakes I have been making and promised pictures. Well, here they are, and the recipe, too!!

Good Old Fashioned Pancakes


  • 1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
  • 3 1/2 teaspoons baking powder
  • 1 teaspoon salt
  • 1 tablespoon white sugar
  • 1 1/4 cups milk
  • 1 egg
  • 3 tablespoons butter, melted


  1. In a large bowl, sift together the flour, baking powder, salt and sugar. Make a well in the center and pour in the milk, egg and melted butter; mix until smooth.
  2. Heat a lightly oiled griddle or frying pan over medium high heat. Pour or scoop the batter onto the griddle, using approximately 1/4 cup for each pancake. Brown on both sides and serve hot.

Well, I'm off to make cupcakes, cookies and more!!! Lots to do before I leave for work. :)

December 15, 2010

Best. Pancakes. Ever. And The Terrible Twos.

I'm all about trying to perfect my pancake recipe. My Grandmother used to use Bisquick, so I did, too. Until one morning I had none left and I was forced to make them from scratch! I'm pretty well stocked with everything I need to make just about anything, so I set out to find a recipe. I found this one on

Good Old Fashioned Pancakes


  • 1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
  • 3 1/2 teaspoons baking powder
  • 1 teaspoon salt
  • 1 tablespoon white sugar
  • 1 1/4 cups milk
  • 1 egg
  • 3 tablespoons butter, melted


  1. In a large bowl, sift together the flour, baking powder, salt and sugar. Make a well in the center and pour in the milk, egg and melted butter; mix until smooth.
  2. Heat a lightly oiled griddle or frying pan over medium high heat. Pour or scoop the batter onto the griddle, using approximately 1/4 cup for each pancake. Brown on both sides and serve hot.

I tweaked it a little by doubling the recipe, adding 1/4 tsp of vanilla and half milk, half buttermilk. Yummmmmmmm!! They are sooo good! Last weekend I added blueberries to the mix, a bit more sugar and BAM! The perfect pancakes. I like using frozen fruits when they aren't in season around here. The kids had seconds and then they had leftovers for a snack. They were so good I barely had to put any syrup on them. I'll be making some this weekend again, so I'll post some pictures then. :)

Now...on to the "Terrible Twos". Can I just say that I'm terrified of Lola turning 3? I really am. She has been just awful. I actually caught her doing something bad. When she didn't think I was looking, I peeked in on her and Lex, saw her grab Lex by the hair and then slap him in the face. I rushed in and guess what she did? She started crying and holding her face saying Lex had hit HER! WHAAAAAAT?!?!?! I could NOT believe what I had just witnessed. I put her in time-out and told her "No!! No hitting! And NO pretending!" I'm fairly certain she understood what I was saying. I mean, HELL, the kid knows enough to lie about the situation, right?! I am in so much trouble. ((sigh)) Just look at her.......

You'd never know she was really a Demon trapped in an adorable, little 2 year old girl. She's going to make a fine teenager. I can just see the meetings now. HAH!

December 10, 2010

Ho! Ho! Ho!

I am so ready for Christmas!! We've had our tree up, lights hung and the house is decorated for over a week now, Christmas shopping is almost done, just a few more things to get. And the kids are super excited to see Santa. I love this time of the year because it's magical. I think it's very important for kids to have fun, magical things to believe in. My teen used to love going to see Santa and tell him things she wanted. Seeing her face on Christmas morning was priceless! Even if it was 5 am. -_- I'm not going to lie, there were a few years when I was a single Mom and I couldn't get her a lot of presents, but she was always very happy with the little bit she got. And to be honest, Christmas around here is more about family, love and just being happy that we are together. I will be honest though, as much fun as it is to see the kids' faces light up Christmas morning, life without Santa is a bit easier. I'm always afraid of getting caught! HAH! I'm pretty good at covert operations around here and I've yet to be caught. -fingers crossed- I'm really looking forward to the cookie baking. We do that this weekend. I'm making little baggies filled with sweets for Lex's teachers. Cheaper than buying gifts and I think they'll like that more. Or they'll hate me for making them sweets. HAH! So that's our plan, or at least my plan for this weekend.....baking, baking and even more baking!! Wish me luck! I'll leave you with some picture of our awesome tree topper that Lex made us, my cute kids and of course my fabulous wreath I made myself. Yes, I channeled my inner Martha.

November 26, 2010

Teenagers Are Gross.....

Not only are they gross, but they're whole purpose in life is to piss us off. That, and to sleep/eat/talkonthephone. Just today my teenager decided to not call me and tell me she was going to be walking to McDonald's when she was supposed to be at the mall where I left her. Not only that, but she left without doing her chores and I refuse to follow her around and remind her of the things she needs to be doing daily. She wants me to treat her like a grownup, she better start acting like one. So today when she left, she didn't close her door all the way and one of the dogs went in there and peed and pooped on her floor. So I went in to clean and was like...."Why bother?! This room is disgusting!" I decided to take pictures and show the world what living with a teenager is really like. So behold!! The teenager's room!!!!..........

Apparently she's storing up for the Winter.....

Those aren't raisins, people!!!

Because putting your clothes away neatly is just not cool.....

Because on the floor, next to the bed is EXACTLY where things belong.......

And just so the other side doesn't feel left out......

Yes, that's maple syrup. You know, just in case she has the hankerin' for some waffles......

And her bed, also known as "The place where I throw all my junk"......

You're probably thinking..."My gawd. What kind of Mother are you, posting these pictures?!?!" I'm the kind of Mom that believes that spreading the word and raising awareness of just exactly how gross teenagers can be is beneficial to everyone. Especially Moms who haven't dealt with it yet. I hope this has helped. 

Side note: she has cleaned her room and it now looks like a normal human being lives in there and not some squatter.  And believe it or not, she has a down comforter with a nice cover that she refused to actually use. Instead, she uses the old blankets and pillow cases, because "it's too hard to put the cover on the comforter". -_-

November 24, 2010

Another Embarrassing Mommy Moment

I've said it before, now I'm saying it again...I could write a book and fill it with all the embarrassing things my kids say or do. Just re-reading this post makes me wanna cry. But, I'm a pro at this by now, so I just keep on truckin'! Things happen. Kids say or do things that I can't control. There are situations that I can't control either. Just this morning something happened that reminded me of a mortifying incident that happened a few months ago. It was a regular Saturday night. The hubs was out working, Lola was sleeping, Lex and I were about to watch a movie and the teenager had a friend coming over. As Lex and I were sitting on the couch getting ready to watch our movie the teen walks in and starts talking about something or another. She sits down, on the remote, and the channels start changing at a rapid pace. Lex is freaking out because our movie had just started, the teen is trying to get up and I'm trying to reach under her arse to get the damn remote! I grab it, start pushing the "exit" button to make it stop switching channels and that's when it happens. It stops on a porn channel. Now, you have to order the porn for it to actually be playing, but the name is clear as day right there for my young teenager to see......."Foot Long Black Dong". Yes, you read that right. She's staring at it with a looks of "WTF?!?!" and I'm frantically trying to change the channel. No such luck. The damn remote picks that exact moment to act like an ass and it won't change. This is kinda how it went....

TEEN: "EW! MOM!!! What?!? OMG!!! EWWW!"
ME: "WTF is wrong with this damn remote?!?! C'MON!!!!!!!!! CHANGE!!"
TEEN: "I think I'm gonna be sick. That is SO gross! Grown ups are SOOO gross! EWWW!!!"

-_- -insert dying here- The thing finally changes to the right channel leaving the embarrassing words behind, but forever imprinted on my young daughter's mind. Things finally calm down, her friend shows up and Lex and I start our movie over. End of story. Right? WRONG! A few weeks later I go into her room to change her sheets, I put on a fresh one and notice there's writing on the damn thing.  I lean in to read what it says and I'm shocked! Just shocked! You probably guessed by now what it says.....that's right. Written in permanent black sharpie are the words. "Foot Long Black Dong" on my 14 year old teenage daughter's flowered sheets. When I asked her why she would do something like that she replied "I would never do that! She did it! -insert other teen's name here-! I told her what happened and she thought it was hilarious and wrote it on my sheets". I just shook my head and walked away. End of story. Right? WRONG!!! Lex has been sick for the past 2 days and I have been making a little sick bed on one of our couches for him to lay on. I like to cover them with a blanket or a sheet so as to prevent the spread of ick. This morning while I'm folding laundry he sits up and says "Mom. There's words on SisSis's sheet. What does this say?" Oh my gawd. No. Please say it ain't so. Yes, I forgot about the writing on the sheet and used that particular sheet to cover my little man's sick bed with. ((sigh)) I walk over, pretend to read the horrible writing and say as calmly as I can. "This says..."Teenagers are idiots". He laughs and laughs and I walk away trying not to laugh. For now that is the end of the story, but I'm pretty sure there will be plenty more embarrassing Mommy moments to come.

November 23, 2010

"I GOT THE YUKES!!!" Or What I Like To Call All Night Puking Party

I can't believe it's only November and we're already dealing with puke. Can't we at least get past the Holidays?! GEESH!! Anywho. Yesterday was Lex's "Feast Day" at school. He got all dressed up to go celebrate Thanksgiving with his school friends only to end up with horrible stomach cramps and diarrhea. I got the call that he was sick and I literally flew down to pick him up. My poor little man was sitting with one of the helper Dads and he was crying. When he saw me he ran to me all hunched over and begged me to carry him. Sorry, gotta walk! And walk she did. :) We get home, I got him undressed and made sure he was under his cozy "brown blanket", got him some water and turned on SpongeBob for him. Took him a good few hours but he finally puked. Poor kid was sleeping when it happend, so it got all over him and the couch. My dogs hightailed it outta there as fast as they could. They don't like sick humans. That was pretty much how the rest of the day and night went. He has puked once today and was able to hold down a cracker and some ginger ale, so I'm hoping it's over. And I hope no one else gets sick! Thanksgiving is Thursday for cryin' out loud!!!! I went through that once, being sick on Thanksgiving, and I am ALLLLLL set with doing it again. BUT! I am pretty sure we are not out of the woods. ((sigh)) The only good thing about me getting the stomach flu? I'd drop 5+ pounds. LOL!!!

November 22, 2010

This Boy......

Is fun.....


He makes me laugh....

And he has the best personality......

And I just love him so.......

November 19, 2010

Teenagers & Inner Beauty Day

Last week my daughter's school had "Inner Beauty Day". A day where everyone comes to school with no makeup, their hair undone and they try and be happy about it. I thought this was a good idea, but I was doubtful my teenager would participate. Boy, oh boy did she surprise me! Not only was she going to participate, but she helped to design the t-shirts..........

She came up with the logo, color and all. Yes, I'm bragging. Just a little. The whole idea was for kids to participate, to want to participate, so they had the t-shirts made and sold them to help raise money. They also made up cards to give to the boys so they could pass them out to the girls who came to school "rockin' their inner beauty". Some of the cards said things like "You are beautiful, inside and out" or "Love the REAL you!". Cute things like that. Raven did go to school au naturel and came home smiling saying "It was a good day". Then she went on to tell me how horrible some of her teachers looked. -_- And I quote..."Sorry, Mom, but pregnant women NEED makeup. Mrs. XXXXX looked dead. That was just scary!" Lovely, Raven...just lovely. Typical teenager. LOL!!!!