Posts Tagged ‘kids’

Come a Little Closer…

September 2, 2008

Guess what came in the mail this week…

First we scraped some cells off the palm of Jack’s hand with a scalpel…

Then we checked out what was going on in the inside of our cheeks…

Also on the menu was stinky toe jam, a juicy apple sliver, a freshly plucked strand of hair, a veiny leaf of some sort, blood from a  scabby mosquito bite (can I just say that I’ve never experienced as many mosquitoes than I have living here!), and the crusty scab itself.  YUM!

Do I look just a little disgusted by some of the sampling choices?

I have a feeling this is not the last we’ll see of the microscope…nor of the offensive sampling materials.  Oh, the joys of boys!


I’m a fan of The Pioneer Woman and at least once a month she does a really cool giveaway. Among the prizes have been Kitchen-Aid mixers, MP3 players, $500 American Express gift cards, and Photoshop products. I always enter by commenting but, with an average of 11,000 comments, my chances of winning are pathetically low.

I’ve always wanted to do a giveaway of my own for 2 reasons. 1) Because I love winning things and I figure others do too and 2) To persuade my “lurkers” to come out and comment. My stats suggest that, although I average only 4 comments per entry, I get an average of lots more visitors than that (shocking, I know).

But, since I don’t make a profit from this blog (again, shocking, I know) my stash of totally awesome gifts is non-existant. That said, I can come up with something “uniquely Idaho” that I will send to the winner of this contest. No worries, it will not be something naturally found in the pasture.

So, here’s the deal. Correctly guess what Will has in his two grubby little hands, and you’ll win! Remember lurkers, leave a comment.

And to my 4 faithful commenters, even if all my lurkers leave a comment, your odds of winning MY giveaway are a whole heck of a lot better than those of The Pioneer Woman! Good luck…

Gender Identity

August 1, 2008

“Look Mom. I’m a Wuh-mun!”

you have friends who invite you over to see their newborn baby goats.

I don’t know much about goats, but I’m guessing they don’t usually smell very good. These babies were less than a day old and smelled divine.

Should I Be Worried?

June 29, 2008

Every now and then I ask myself, “How am I doing as a parent?”

“Am I too lenient? ”

“Am I too strict?”

“Are the kids learning anything?”

“Am I a bad a parent if I serve raw carrots five dinners in a row?”

“Am I failing if the kids have stayed up until 10pm every night this week?”

In these moments I look for answers to these questions. Sometimes the answer comes in the form of a peaceful feeling. Sometimes it comes in the form of pathetically tired and cranky kids. No matter what, the answer usually comes in one form or another.

This week, as usual, I was trying to gauge my level of parenting. I’ve been struggling with finding a new chore system to contribute to the survival of my sanity and the survival of the house this summer. I’ve also been wrestling with puzzling together a curriculum for this coming year. In the midst, I’ve been a little neglectful of the kids, allowing too much TV and DS playing, Otter Pop eating, and general time wasting.

In an attempt to compensate for my lack of task mastering, I sent Jack off to complete some of his Bear Scout requirements. One of which was to make a list of important emergency telephone numbers and post one by each phone in our house. Here is what he came up with. (Please disregard the penmanship. It IS summer after all):

Should I be worried? Needless to say, I’ll be stepping it up a notch this week.