Valentines Day

Valentines Day has always been one of my favorite holidays.
It's such a sweet and unpretentious holiday, don't you think?
I have passed this love of mine down to one of my daughters-she has hung hearts everywhere in the house.
I love it-it makes Feburary much less dreary.

Another perk of this holiday was that I was able to help out in Hollis' class this morning.
I was "snack mom" so I made Rice Krispie treats because of a allergy issue in Hollis' class..(I won't mention that it took me two hours to cut them in perfect heart shapes and tint them the most Valentiney pink).
50% of the kids ate them.
They said they were too hard. And too pink.
I told them if they ate them, then maybe they would lose a tooth and then the tooth fairy would come.

The tooth fairy can thank me later...

As for Jason and me, we kept it simple this year.

I asked him three nights ago if he had gotten me a card.

"Ummm. no not yet."

I couldn't see his face but I'm sure it resembled a deer in headlights.

"That's ok," I reassured him, "let's not do them this year-I don't want to stand in line at CVS."

That's bad, isn't it?

Maybe we keep things too simple around here.

However simple or complicated a day, we wish you a very Happy Valentines...

The Milking

Since Collins has joined our family, Hollis has been asking to give her a bottle.
Or "to milk" her in Hollis' words.
She got her big break this past Sunday...

Maybe I should've let her "milk her" sooner since she only gagged her twice.
Let's just file this under sisterly bonding, shall we?

Life on Tundra Drive

Alright old man winter.
You've hit below the belt this time.
I'm taking off the boxing gloves.
This means war.
3 inches of ice.
A no drive ordinance.
No school for 3 days.
Disaster areas declared.
I know you are big and bad in the Hoosier State..but I have to ask you...
Is this really necessary?

This is the face of  crazy.

Do you see the shovel Jason is holding?

No, he isn't burying a body(although he probably wants to after being trapped in the house with 3 females and a neurotic dog for 4 days)

He has to use it for traction to get back into the house.

I'm starting to think that this poor guy from The Shining was a misunderstood soul after all.

Probably snapped after hearing the 546th knock knock joke of the day.

Everyone has a breaking point, bless his heart.