Airplane

the good news is I don't know the next one, but will think about it. Give me until Monday and if I can't remember you can tell me and then I will shoot one to try and stump you next week.

The Burbs

This post is for Aubrey: Oh come on...challenge me!?!?!

How did we get to body painting?

My boys wanted to do water colors, which turned into finger paints, which turned into painting rocks, which turned into painting themselves. It was a fun day of trying to paint everything that we see....except for the stack of paper that mom pulled out.

What is that word you are typing.

Word Verification; by Heidi Horsley I know it is a free country and we all have to make our own choices. I hate word verification and I choose not to use it. I thank all of my friends that make that same choice. Don't call me Obama cause you can do what you want, and I won't run the little guy down. But if you make me verify to comment....you will see the silly words blogger makes me type at the bottom of your comments....cause I hate it. I am not upset...I just hate it and I want you all to know what is going on with crazy Heidi when she comments on your blog and leaves a strange salutation at the bottom. Was I just talking about myself in third person? Oh, well. Thanks for listening.

Is your favorite way to eat pizza in a cone?

I don't know where Noah came up with this idea, but here is our conversation. Noah: "Mom can we have pizza cones for lunch?" Me: "What's a pizza cone Noah?" Noah: "You know, it's pizza in a snow cone with out the ice and tigers blood." Me: "why would you ever want to do that?" Noah: "cause it's fun mom!" When I realized that I can't argue with that logic, we made pizza, we made cones out of lightweight cardboard, and we put the pizza in them. Thus the birth of the pizza cone!

Newest adventure in cupcakes

They look like they should be for Valentines Day, but that is what she wanted for a bridal shower. They turned out cute, and maybe I will make them again for Valentines Day and take some to my friends.