It’s no Brian video, but here’s the one we made this week
So I left town one weekend and Brian got kittens!!
Kidding. That’s not how it went down, but would anyone have been surprised?
I wish I could say that’s what happened cause then maybe I wouldn’t be the crazy girl who keeps getting animals. But alas. I cannot distance myself from this decision.
But let me show you why I am powerless over this:
It’s a boy and a girl. The girl we named Dory. The boy, Mr Nubbers. Cause he has a nub tail. It’s adorable. He wags it. Dory doesn’t have a full tail either! So random!
Here you can see their tails and Mr N wagging it!
Berkley treats these cats just like she did Junie B. And they respond the same. They DON’T RUN. WHY NOT?!
But I mean really, how cute is this?!
They are super playful, and are stinking cute when they jump!
And when they just lay there…
And when they sleep. They were 6 weeks old when we got them!
This picture makes me laugh. It’s kind of a really accurate snap shot of my life: Amazon is pulled up, a sermon CD to edit, a receipt to reimburse, a to do list, books I’m reading, and now a cat.
I love love love holiday traditions! This is one of our favs. The idea originally came from Julie Vos (who is the queen of event planning!) and now it’s our most anticipated meal of the year!
On Valentines we have a Mystery Dinner. Here’s where I print the menus from, and it explains it as well. Basically you “order” but don’t know what you are ordering (cause the items are all in code). Then the meal comes out in four courses, two at a time. So for course one you may have ordered a fork and bread, or the main dish and dessert, but no fork to eat it with. You even have to order your cup!
Here’s what they got for course one!
I think Italian is easiest to pull off: this year it was spaghetti and meatballs (usually it’s lasagna, recipe also from Julie!), garlic bread, caesar salad, mozzarella sticks, strawberries and ice cream.
Brian mentioned this video a few weeks ago in his sermon. Thought we’d share the whole clip, cause it’s pretty stinking funny.
There’s a little party here in Manhattan every year called “Fake Patty’s.” It’s exactly that: Fake St Patrick’s day celebration. Since St Patty’s falls during Spring Break every year, the college kids are “robbed” of getting drunk on green beer. And that’s just plain unacceptable. So being the college-educated, problem solving people they are, they came up with the solution: let’s just pretend it’s St Patty’s and still get drunk on green beer. And so Fake Patty’s day came into being. And of course the bars didn’t object and hopped right on board!
Before you think, oh, that’s so cute, here’s the deal: it’s huge. 10 different police departments are involved from across the state. The bars bank. People fly in to attend. The party starts first thing in the morning, because, as one shirt we saw said “You can’t drink all day unless you start in the morning!”
But also, the Varsity Donut truck is open all day! Varsity has a stationary truck behind their store, but it doesn’t open until 10pm (it’s brilliant, feeding the people coming from the bars!) I’ve been asleep for an hour when it opens though, so we’ve only been once. But they serve a mac n cheese grilled cheese. Yep, as yummy as it sounds. AND HOT donuts. So that’s enough to lure us out to Fake Patty’s with our kids for lunch. (it’s not a family friendly event, but come on. Grilled mac n cheese.)
We swapped green beer for green donuts for the kids!
Here are our sandwiches!!
We walked around some; this was noon, and definitely drunk people, but at this point there were all just super happy! I’m not usually paranoid about keeping an eye on our kids, but I was this day! Ha!
There are tables set up selling shirts and beads, and huge $.50 suckers! Can you believe they were only $.50?!
Berkley was the only one to finish her’s
Stopped by these boys’ house…
…and some how my son ended up on the roof.
Living in a college town, our kids have had more exposure to alcohol and its effects than we ever did in elementary school. But honestly, it’s been good for them. Case in point: When we were walking to lunch at the food truck, I gave everyone a water bottle and said it was for their lunch. Brian proceeded to drink his whole bottle on the 2 min walk from the car to lunch so he didn’t have it for when he was eating. Berkley looked at me and said “Dad must be drunk, he’s not making very good choices.”
And SP’s prayer at night after this day: “Dear God, thank you for Fake St Patty’s day and thank you that none of us got drunk. Amen”
In our heads she’s kinda maxed out at 6.
But if we are talking real years, yes, she’s 8!
She was very specific about what she wanted in cookies: green with a white 8
On your birthday week in our house you get to pick all the dinners. One of her meals was this cheese broccoli soup. Brian mentioned bread bowls (cause in his world he says “we should eat from bread bowls” and it “automatically” happens. To be fair I say “my phone isn’t working right” and it “automatically” fixes too, so we will call it even! 🙂 ), so we had bread bowls which they thought was super fun!
And then on her real b-day you would think I had gotten it together and bought candles. Nope. She was an awesome sport and figured out we could just add with the numbers we did have!
She requested pumpkin pie for her cake
At eight, Sadie Piper:
- Has a massive girl crush on Taylor Swift. She can sing almost every word on her 1989 album, and not just the choruses, she knows all the verses too! To the point where we have her change the words to “…he’s so tall, and handsome as WELL…”
- Is still up for anything, if you ask her if she wants to “(insert adventure or activity)” she’s in!
- Her palette is still for vanilla. She likes plain stuff.
- Extremely determined. If she sets her mind to something, she works until she get it.
- Has this amazing way of making people feel loved. When you are with just her, she just makes you feel good!
- Music is the language of her heart. Turn music on and she’s dancing around!
- Still embraces being the “Middle-ist.” We call Brian, Beckham and Berkley the “Killer B’s” (old Astros reference) and SP and I, since we don’t share an initial letter decided we would find the “middle” between L and S (since we are both middle children) and came up with O. So we are the Owls.
- Has a steel trap of a memory. (Comes in super handy for the rest of us too, “Hey Sadie, (insert thing you can’t remember)?”)