Showing posts with label Picture-A-Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Picture-A-Day. Show all posts
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
So, today when I picked Tatum
up from preschool I did the usual...
Went through her backpack for notes, etc.
Luckilly, because I found a note about
the classroom Valentine's Day party tomorrow.
I already knew about it and was prepared
with crayon bag gifts for all 22 kids.
But
Something new was posted on this note.
22 kids, 12 teachers
{she has preschool at the high school...
thus lots of student teachers}
thus lots of student teachers}
Crap!
I had only really planned on sending something
for her individual teacher.
You know, a good lotion or something.
So forced into creativity,
and armed with a 12 pack of soda
and some heart-shaped straws
and some heart-shaped straws
I came up with what you see above.
The good news?
It only cost me about 75 cents a teacher.
Less than I would have spend on a bottle of lotion.
Good under pressure.
Tuesday, February 09, 2010
happy valentine's day
{in a few days}
love, tatum
p.s.
Want to know how to make them?
It's easy.
Find lots of old crayons
Separate them by colors
Peel paper off
Break into small pieces
Place {colors seperated} in washed out soup can
Place soup can in small pot of boiling water
Cook until all crayon pieces are melted
Carefully pour into heart molds
being careful not to drip any water into the molds;
this will make the crayons funky
{heart molds found at Ikea - ice cube trays}
Allow to set {quicker in the freezer}
Remove
Give
Monday, February 08, 2010
The Ballard Family has been stricken
by Strep Throat, officially.
I now have {besides me}
a miserable Little Miss Tate
diagnosed on Saturday
and
a sweet, tiny man
who I will be {somehow} taking in today
with all the same symptoms.
Hayden, so far, seems to be spared.
So {fingers crossed}
Health-only hopes for Hayden and Beau.
That guy never gets sick.
{How does he do it?}
So our days are now filled
with me having a little more energy,
and {surprisingly}, the kids losing little.
{How do they do it?}
Lots of hand sanitizer.
Fluids, fluids, fluids.
A desperate need for baby wipes
{running really low}
Winging it for dinner
{some serious creativity may have to come into play soon}
One more night I can call into work
without being penalized with another attendance point.
Keeping the house picked up just enough,
but not nearly enough.
And hours selfishly spent
wishing I had a husband
with the kind of job
that he could work from home.
Because if he could, he would.
And I would totally take him up on it.
And for the record,
having no health insurance bites.
$100+ each time I have to take one of the kids in.
Praying they are prescribed the medication that costs
$6.99 vs $149 {amoxicillian vs augmenten/true story}
Or $500+ dollars a month {that we don't have}
to pay for a crappy individual family plan
that probably wouldn't pay for much anyways.
Good thing we're totally rich.
Not.
p.s. Why doesn't blogger have
a spell checker in 'compose' mode anymore.
I hate it!
p.p.s. Something funny I noticed today.
All of my kids {individually} have decided
to call the following picture
in one of their favorite picture books
a baby cow and not a bull.
Why?
'Duh! The binky, mom!'
Friday, January 22, 2010
Obviously, today's picture wasn't taken by me.
But, oh my, it makes me sad.
You see, I have been blessed with children.
And even more, I've been lucky enough
to not have to struggle to bear them.
Beau and I can provide for them,
protect them, feed them and love them.
Our kids have it pretty easy,
but we are the lucky ones.
And there are others who struggle.
Who want a child so bad it hurts.
Who would pay any kind of money and
make any kind of sacrafice to be a parent.
And who are, despite their own trials,
very VERY generous and giving.
People like my friend Megan.
She wants a baby. Bad.
And has been trying to adopt for some time.
She's been in contact with an orphanage in Haiti.
Trying to find her own little one.
Following every lead in the direction of parenthood.
And then the earth shook.
And said orphanage was destroyed.
Children were lost and even more were found.
Parentless. Homeless. Even hopeless.
And so now Megan fights for their cause, not her own.
To help rebuild, rejuvenate, relieve.
I know we have all given in our own ways.
Financial, emotional, prayerful.
But if you have the means and the
desire to donate to this orphanage directly,
please check out her blog for more details.
And if you don't have money to give,
prayers will do just fine.
{because}
Every Little Bit Counts.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
On tonight's menu:
Mom's Enchilada Casserole
{totally from my head, so bear with me}
Ingredients
2 cups cooked rice
2 cans refried beans {refried black beans are so good}
1 xl can enchilada sauce {red, mild - unless you like it spicy}
grated cheese {to taste}
tortillas {corn or flour will work}
garlic and onion {to taste}
Directions
Sautee garlic and chopped onions in a pan
with a little oil until soft, set aside
Pan fry tortillas in a small amount of oil,
blot dry with paper towel, set aside
Spray 9x12 baking dish with non-stick spray
Spread rice and refried beans at the bottom of the dish
Layer tortillas, 1/3 enchilada sauce, 1/3 cheese
{repeat 2 more times}
Bake at 350 degrees for 30-45 minutes
{I cook it longer - I like the cheese kind of crispy on top}
Remove from oven and let cool for 5 minutes before serving
Top with sour cream, salsa, guacamole - whatever you like!
{this recipe is also good with
shredded chicken or browned ground beef}
Yummy!
Sunday, January 17, 2010
They say the best way to a man's
heart is through his stomach.
And today, my husband was very much in love.
Ebelskeivers for breakfast and guilt-free football for lunch.
An almost perfect day in Beau's world.
Except for one minor detail...the Boys lost.
Better luck next year.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
I always have such a hard time deciding
because each have their own charm.
I love both.
Friday, January 15, 2010
I admit...I was mad a first.
When I found the scattered remains of the printer paper in my craft room.
But, when you find a little girl practicing her alphabet
and pretty much mastering it on her own at the age of 4,
you kind of feel proud.
But she owes me a ream of paper.
p.s. I know. I missed a day.
Apparently, my resolutions are all works in progress.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Today, I've got a surge of energy.
Beds made before breakfast.
Laundry is a-washing.
And I, my friends, am feeling some creative juicing coming on.
Here are the fruits of my 10 minute labors.
Made while the kids ate lunch.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Someday, he'll be one.
But for now, I'll just enjoy the little, crazy boy that sneaks food {and makes subsequent messes, see below}, loves to snuggle, tells me I'm cute, begs for tickles and gives me kisses on demand.
Love me some Layners.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Sunday, January 10, 2010
All happen every four years.
This is a picture of Tatum's first {and only, thus far}
visit to the beach in 2006, posing with her Uncle Steve.
It was the last time that all of my mom's kids were
in the same place at the same time.
And in a few weeks, it'll happen again in Utah.
Four years later.
Saturday, January 09, 2010
Pictures were taken of my family...
at a very cool location by a very cool girl.
at a very cool location by a very cool girl.
Lunch was eaten with the girls...at the OG, baby.
Photo session with this gorgeous family...froze my buns off.
Today was hectic.
Friday, January 08, 2010
Thursday, January 07, 2010
Thank You, McDonalds...most annoying toy ever.
Especially when it's {x3}
Wednesday, January 06, 2010
Tuesday, January 05, 2010
Good thing it was Martenelli's,
'Cause I totally caved.
Monday, January 04, 2010
I’m a Monday girl. Meaning, anything worth starting should always begin on a Monday. Maybe it's the OCD in me creeping out, but I know I’m not the only one out there. And, being as dedicated as I am to my obsessive compulsions, even New Year’s resolutions fall under this rule.
So, starting today {Monday, January 4th}, my blogging resolution begins.
A picture a day.
Sometimes it’ll be current. Sometimes {like today} it’ll be just plain appropriate for the post. Either way, you’ll get a picture…like it or not.
Other resolutions made; some private {personal}, some cliché {weight/health}, some as a family {fhe, time together}, some financial {debts, making more money, being able to cut back on work hours}.
Hopefully I’ll be successful, that history won’t repeat itself {as it often does} and that I’m not making the same resolutions next year. Either way, I won’t bore you with all of those details.
Unless I get really skinny.
And then, you’ll see lots of pictures of me and my hot bod.
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