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Today I’m spent.  First day back from winter break as G was sick with stomach bug yesterday.  Today I dealt with a dangerous perpetrator, massive bureaucracy, an angry/ill-informed person, and a ball I’d dropped over the break.  Today I feel like the world is going to hell in a handbasket.   My head is spinning with the injustice, perversion, and exploitation of the weak.  I want to shout, “Hey, guys I don’t have the answers, and there’s a lot of pain, suffering, and crap.   I don’t understand it and I can’t fix it!”.  It’s not fair, or right, or politically correct and heaven help us:  I can’t fix it.  I know without a shadow of a doubt there is one who comes to steal, kill, and destroy.  I also know without a shadow of a doubt there is One who is in me who is greater than the one who is in the world.  This Jesus says, “Have peace in me, in the world you will have trouble but take heart, I have overcome the world”  John 16:33ish.   Good thing cause I’m spent, weak, and broken and I can’t fix it!

Good Will Hunting

Before:  ugly frames from Good-Will

During: Spray paint, hot glue, and burlap

After:  Much Improved!

Isn’t everything better with burlap?

Miss January is a lemon chiffon cupcake piled high with whipped cream cheese icing flavored with pink lemonade and topped with lemon zest

She reminds me a lot of my favorite 7-year-old: she’s sweet, unique, and with a bit of zest

These were the runners-up waiting to iced-they looked so cheery that I had to share

We’ve been savoring the last few days of break.  Having a playdate in pjs is always a good idea.

A and G were feeling artsy

Who doesn’t need a snow globe with a veggie/plant person inside?

These animal kits came from the dollar tree

My artists love to paint (more dollar tree crafts)

Ava insisted that a tea party was a must for today.  She set the table, planned the menu, and made the tea sandwiches.  Munchkins are high-class don’t you know.

Special guests Annabelle and Little Sweetheart

The kids squealed in delight when they saw the sprinkles on the applesauce.

I will miss this when it takes more to impress them.

Lest you have an unrealistic view of our happy home time, the following statements are a sampling from today:

Yikes, we do not sit naked on the carpet.

No throwing glitter glue.

There are no tea party police.

Please don’t lick your hand before handing me food.

Underwear is non-negotiable because I’m the mom and I say so.

Snowgirl turns One

My sweet niece Caroline turned one today

Her beautiful mama made it quite a bash

Precious babies

Christmas 2011

Ava’s favorite was “Little Sweetheart” a pup in a purse

Graham’s “hot rod, motorcycle” has training wheels

Joey did tricks on A’s new bike- he’s cool like that

Here are my adorable parents on Christmas Eve 2011.

They make an incredible feast each Christmas Eve.

Now that feast has grown from supper for five to supper for fourteen.

It’s anything but quite.

 This year they made Croche en Bouche.

It’s a traditional French dessert made with cream filled pastry held together by caramelized sugar.

My parents are quite the team in the kitchen and in life.

I was quite impressed with the end result.

Most years my mom makes a Yule Log.  This year I took the reins.

Chocolate sponge cake spiraled with raspberry filling and topped with chocolate butter cream- Yes, please.

Miss December is unique, she’s a traditional Christmas time treat.  Cupcakes had to take a back seat to making some memories with sweet babies.

I decided to let each child make a batch of gingerbread today (not supermom, I just couldn’t handle the fighting so I divided and conquered).  This is G’s face when I told him to watch out for run away gingerbread men.

 A was enthralled with the entire process.  This was very welcome since she’s getting over a bug and been soooooo whiiiiiiiiney.

More gingerbread was consumed than decorated.

We made a day of it by finishing up some salt dough ornaments we made last week.

Sweet, funny, imperfect but blessed

 these gingerbread are quite representative of this stage of our lives.

Just call me Angela

Greenery from Sycamore Springs

Plus Hobby Lobby

Equals arrangements for the School Psycho party.

 Somehow I was drafted to the social committee this year.  Go ahead and make an “Office” joke.  I was asked to come up with party games- um, no.  I always tell Joey I don’t do trust falls and group hugs.

So I made these instead

much more my speed

now it’s clean up time.  party on school psychs!

The kiddos were feeling crafty Saturday.  After a hot date to a funeral Friday night, I was in the mood for a low-key day as well.  No one (except Joey who had to be a pall bearer) got out of pjs.  Need more of that in my life.

A and G mixed equal parts glue and shaving cream to make snowman puffy paint (thanks, pinterest!)

Yes, Graham, breakfast crumbs, chocolate chap stick, and Hulk pjs are a winning combo.

A made no less than 14 paintings.  To bad I didn’t have any blue or black construction paper.   Would love the white against that background.

Another pinterest inspiration, reported to the best hand cream ever.

Challenge Excepted.

My kitchen has never been softer or smelled more like a baby bum.  Fun Times.