Sunday, March 15, 2009

I kneaded you and fell flat on my face...

Today, I learned a thing or two about using a bread machine. You can't just throw the ingredients in and press Start. You can't unplug the machine and then plug it back in and press Start again when it doesn't do what the directions said it would do. You can't expect the dough to recover after you've gone through the kneading process 2 more times than you were supposed to. You can't expect sympathy from your Husband when he asks if you read the directions and you say, 'sort of.' At left, are my hockey pucks that are supposed to be french bread... enjoy.

Creativity created the hero

Nubbin and Husband took a decorative ribbon and made a mask out it
the masked crusader and his sidekick, American Chef hat boy

mouth to mouth

Fafa gives open mouth kisses.... You end up feeling like your mouth has been swallowed by a fish. Yuck.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Real men do...

Husband was making polite conversation today about his bodily functions and Nubbin felt the need to throw in his two cents...

Husband: 'Whew... my farts smell really stinky today.'

Nubbin: 'Sure do, dad... sure do.'

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Sand between his fingers

The boys have a new miniature construction sandbox. Fafa has spent the entire morning playing in his box :)

Monday, March 2, 2009

Lazy daze

One of my favorite things to do is have naptime with Nubbin. He'll usually come to me and say, 'Mommy, can I cuddle with you?'... who can resist a request like that :)