Schnitzel with Noodles

And just a few more of my favorite things:

Happy children in new pj's

Minty green earrings snagged for a bargain

Carpet cleaners that do poo amazinglyCreepy self portraits by 4 year olds

Poorly executed family pictures

Nicely executed pictures of me and the Mr. sans offspring

Ladies Night

Bailee has been begging me to go see the movie Coraline since she first saw a preview a few months ago. I thought it looked scary and weird, but Bailee LOVES weird. (I'd even venture to say she's a little weird herself, but aren't we all?)

We decided to make a date of it. I haven't done that in a long time with her one on one and it was so much fun! Without Jackson climbing all over me during the movie it was heaven. And we LOVED it. 3D is the way to go. Bailee gasped and laughed, and talked at full volume the whole time(maybe some whispering lessons are in order...) And was very pleasantly surprised when she realized that we actually get to KEEP those awesome glasses:)

With the exception of one part where I actually had to COVER HER EYES(seriously, in a kids movie, I was TO'd) it was very enjoyable. I was a little worried it would be too scary for her, but luckily she doesn't scare easy.

My poor picture taking skills manifest themselves once again. I didn't want to draw any more attention to myself in the darkened theater by trying for a re-do.

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First, a statistic: 1 in 4 people who go to stupid trampoline places are seriously injured*

Yesterday, the four of us were having a grand time at this lovely establishment:

When suddenly, the unthinkable occurred. As Scott and I were racing each other across the trampolines, his fat butt threw me off balance and I went flying head first into the divider between two trampolines-a wooden beam covered with a piece of carpet(perfectly safe, right?)

A flash of light, and I lay semi-coherent across the expanse of trampolines. My first thought was for my head- it seemed fine. Then my wrist began to throb. Apparently it also collided with the beam.

It's after 5, so we head to Instacare. After a cursory exam and some x-rays, the verdict:

Not broken.

What? It feels like it's about to fall off, I'm not exaggerating.

The doctor goes on to explain. Even though it's not broken, apparently the ligaments have torn. So it's just a really bad sprain.

But wait- you can't wear a brace because your wrist needs to be able to move in order for the ligaments to heal properly.

And oh yeah, you're going to be in excruciating pain for 2-3 weeks.

But wait, you can wear a wrap on it as long as your wrist isn't immobilized(what's the point?)

And don't lift anything heavy or make any repetitive motions with your hand because that can damage it even more(two year olds aren't too heavy right?)

And if it still hurts after a few weeks, you might have to have surgery to repair the ligaments. But don't worry about that.

Oh yeah, one more thing: Make sure to put ice on that GIANT goose egg on your head at least 3 times a day or you might be stuck looking like you have a golf ball sticking out of your forehead for the rest of your life.

Did I mention it's my right wrist? I'm practically crippled now.

At least everyone else had fun. To quote Bailee: "This is the best day of my life!"

PS- these pictures were taken AFTER "the incident". Apparently when I take pictures with my left hand they turn out blurry.

*statistic based purely on my own observations, which are almost always correct

Missing Camera= Zero Motivation

I usually rely on pictures to tell the story of my life, but my camera recently ran away, taking with it all of our wonderful holiday memories. I'm sure it will turn up, but until then I have no motivation to pull out anything inspiring. I will leave you only with the knowledge that we are still alive, and that Jackson has pooped on the potty for the last 2 weeks with only one mishap, in which he was kind enough to remove the excrement from his diaper with his bare hands and put it in the toilet for me. You're welcome.

A Thanksgiving Treat

And no, I will not be putting a recipe on my blog ever again. I can't cook. But these are a tradition(ok, so this is the first year I'm making these with my kids, but I always made them growing up. And we will make them from now on, so help me!) Make them. We like to put them at every place setting for Thanksgiving dinner because it just makes people happy to look at them.
P.S. See below for cute Halloween pictures. I know they're late, but I have an excuse.

Thanksgiving Cookie Turkeys

Ingredients:


40 fudge-striped cookies
1/4 cup chocolate frosting
2 packages (5 ounces each) chocolate-covered cherries(if like me, you hate chocolate covered cherries, you can usually find some sort of substitue in the candy section. Just make sure it's roughly the same shape)
20 pieces candy corn



Directions:


Place 20 cookies on a flat surface, solid chocolate side down. With frosting attach a chocolate-covered cherry to the top of each base cookie. Position another cookie perpendicular to each base cookie; attach with frosting. With a dab of frosting, attach one piece of candy corn to the front of each cherry for the head. Let stand until set. Makes 20, but you will probably need more because who can have just one?

Halloweenies

Halloween was a month ago, yes I know. For some reason blogger hasn't been working for me and I couldn't do any new posts!(and no, I'm not making this up as an excuse for not blogging) But I couldn't just NOT put these pictures up, my kids are way too cute. So here you go:

Barbie Mariposa at School

At her Halloween parade. Seriously, why is she always the cutest?

This little dragon was so flippin' cute, I couldn't pick just one picture

Jackson and Noah the Ninja at Gardener's Village

You are lucky I'm putting this up since I hate every picture that includes me in it. We were looking at the witch displays and Bailee kept saying "Mom, that witch looks just like you!" Very flattering.

Hello, random girl in the background. Congratulations on making the blog.(no I'm not talking about you Carlee)

We tried to get a picture of all three of them and this is the best we could do

Hannah Montana even showed up at my parents house!
Carving pumpkins with Grammy

Trick or Treating


Grandpa showed up on the 4 wheeler so as not to strain their poor little legs. Apparently their mom and dad's poor little legs weren't a concern since we had to run along behind from house to house.

sickies

I won't lie, I kind of enjoy it when they just want to lay around all day. But then I have to ask myself: Would I rather be cleaning up toys and breaking up fights, or cleaning up barf and washing Bailee's sheets 3 times so far today? It's a toss up.

Wa Wa is 14

Happy Birthday to this little hottie:

Start watching for her at stake dances, she'll be the one busting out the amazing moves she inherited from me.

Holy eyeshadow

I came across this picture and it made me laugh. I probably should have saved it for her birthday, but I might not think it's as funny by then. Love ya Whit.

P.S. Click on the picture for the full effect.

I'm not superstitious... But I am a little stitious.

After some thought, I decided that the rose was not a good omen as I had hoped, but something sinister that needed to be eliminated immediately.

This week I called my local wiccan/cat lady(not easy to find here in Utah) and invited her over for a seance. While her methods were convincing, after she was done the rose if anything looked stronger than before. I then called a Catholic priest(also not easy to find in Utah) over for an exorcism. He shook some holy water around for a while. Still nothing. Finally after a call to my bishop and a ward fast, I began to see results! It is very subtle, but the rose appears to be darkening in color and getting more wilted as seen below. I have no doubt that it will be as black as Neil's heart within a few days(by the way, the rose saw your comment on my last post, and I think her spirit is angry with you). Hopefully the dead sports girl will be able to find peace once she is released from her prison.