Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Seriously - Improvising


When we moved to the Seattle area, we were told that there was rarely ever any snow.  We don't even own a regular shovel yet, let alone a snow shovel... SO... when we woke up to a small drift over our front porch we used what was available to get the job done.  (If you can't tell from my scratchy drawing --- that is a pampered chef pancake turner)
It is also nice to find a use for those plastic membership cards that seem to only take up space in my wallet.  I guess they do have some value.

Monday, December 1, 2008

Seriously - Whose Bed is it Anyway!

Whose Bed is it Anyway!

Once again... this really happened.  We ended  up with more kids and bears in our bed than space.  I counted the bears in the morning when I got up and  - no joke -  there were 10 of them.  The biggest mystery was how in the heck Tamsyn carried them all there at one time when she groped her way to our room in the middle of the night?
And yes, Trey really does sleep like that if we bring him to our bed.  

Monday, November 17, 2008

Seriously - Dinner Time Prayer

Dinner Time Prayer

Jake has had an extra busy couple of weeks.  If he doesn't make it to join us for dinner, I let the kids eat at the bar.  This was what the blessing on the food looked like tonight - and Tamsyn was the one saying the prayer.  They act like they can't wait 5 seconds -  SERIOUSLY!

*Of course at one point mom had to peek too, (I had to know what all the shuffle was)... but since I am the artist I can make myself look more reverent ... and thin :)

Monday, November 10, 2008

Seriously - A Little Trick


This really happened in church yesterday  --- just ask the family sitting next to us.   We are nothing but human jungle gyms for our kids.

Note:  I may just make "Seriously"  a regular on my blog.   That way I can document those moments where I  feel like I am going to lose my mind... but if I step back it is actually kind of funny... (not in the moment of course, then I feel like screaming, but after the fact).   

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Seriousy (This is Where it all Began)

Alright, I know this 5 minute sketch isn't studio quality, but since I didn't have a camera on me... it is the best way for me to help you truly understand our experience last night.

Jake set up an appointment for us to meet with a financial planner (I think that is what it was???) I am terrible I know, I should be paying close attention instead of yawning, but all the words coming out sound like "blah blah blah...bueller...blah"  and monotone too.  I just couldn't get into it.  Not to mention the kids were running wild.  Seriously, Trey was swinging like a monkey on the bottom of the white board and then running around the table.  He even stepped on the off switch to the computer monitor once.  

There was a giant stuffed gorilla in the lobby that ended up in our conference room.  The purpose was for it to help keep the kids entertained... instead it turned all of their hands fuzzy and black and got them all riled up.  Tamsyn sat on its lap and sang about how she loved it and how it had rescued her ... not in a quiet voice either.  I had to ask her to PLEASE stop kissing it on the nose because it was really making me feel a bit queasy --- Yuck! (Other people's stuffed animals have always grossed me out a bit).  

Natasha spent a lot of the time under and around the table poking her head out and itching to jump on the gorilla after we had asked her not to.

It was a zoo... but I had to fight sleep.  I know that sounds crazy, but the guy was killing me... I don't think the pitch or intonation of his voice changed  EVER.  If the kids weren't keeping me on my toes I might have dozed off.  I do have to tip my hat to the guy though, with all the chaos around him... he just kept right on plugging along, never even got flustered.   It was like the sketch but with constant motion and kid's voices buzzing... Whew,  makes me tired just thinking about it!

Don't get me wrong, I do appreciate Jake's intentions.  It is smart to plan for retirement and have someone other than yourself look at your finances.  BUT, next time I think I will just trust that he will brief me on what I need to know and stay home with the kids.