It is almost finished...

I swear it will be awhile before I feel the need to do any home improvements for this place after all of this…

 

Well, we each survived our adventures in the world. I got most of the house done, and I’m just finishing up the last bits… it looks so good! Nice and bright and cheerful! Just the way we needed it to be. No more blah beige.

 

I’ll post pictures when the walls are complete. But in the mean time, I am raising a pretty handy little helper. My son is obsessed with the tools. And now, I’m having to deal with all of this one step at a time. I need to work on our room tonight, I probably will between letting the paint dry on our walls.

 

In other news – my father in law has declared that our children are spoiled brats. WOW… the man doesn’t even spend any real time with them and they are brats. Hee hee hee…. This used to piss me off, but now I find it almost comical. I’m also proud of my husband for just sticking to his guns on our parenting style. Maybe he does have some redeeming qualities after all.

Paint the fence, Megan-san

Up and Down, Side to Side… Yes Master Miyagi…

My arms hurt! I’ve been painting and nailing and fixing most of the day. Oy! I just kept hearing that whole Karate Kid quote running and running through my head!

Tori and Ian are in Kansas City with the In-laws tonight. Daddy should be there, and I hope he’s kept his promises to me. I just wish things would calm down in my relationship with my in-laws. I hope it does at some point.

So to deal with the current crisis at hand. I can’t understand the silence, nor the ability to just do what I want it’s like, whoa. Now what do I do with myself? I spend most of the day hanging with my mom. I loved it. We didn’t do much, but we never get time to just hang. It’s always the kids wanting attention, and it was nice to just be.

Anyways – all for now!

Oh Mommy - I'll never do that again...

Or so my little girl says…

 

I’m not so entitled to believe her – not because she is untrustworthy, but because she’s three years old and let’s face it – she’s never going to remember this promise. Let’s say right now, I’m thinking this punishment is more or less a self-punishing one.

 

This evening, for dessert, We had Chocolate Cutie-Pies. Well, Tori and Ian wanted one more, but there was only enough for Tom to take to work, so I told her no. She needed to eat more supper type things than dessert type things anyways. I’m busy cleaning up the mess in the kitchen that is left over from painting, and I look up, no box. Huh? I could have swore I put those up.

 

I looked down the hall just in time to see Ian toddling down the hallway with a bitten open Cutie-pie package. Oh great. So next came Tori, and I know she knew that she was in for it, because the little sneak tried to hide the open pie package behind her back. Naturally this didn’t work. Not because I am just that awesome of a mom – because I was that much of a stinker as a kid. Hey – it takes one to know one, I’ll admit it!

 

So I asked her where the box was – and they’d ate them all! So after a swat on the bottom, they are now sitting in chairs with no TV or music to keep them occupied, waiting for Bathe time… which is in 5 more minutes.

 

I think I was cursed – not because my kids are that misbehaving, but because they are just that smart. They are smart enough that it takes immense boredom to get through their heads about don’t do this. Ian is not enjoying this, but because he’s such a stinker, We are having to do something with his attitude. We’ll get there… It doesn’t help his big sister drags him into things she knows is wrong!

 

Rejoice!

For the time has almost come…

 

I’ve almost conquered the kitchen painting! Granted, I still have to clean, but I will just deal. I’m looking around for plain glass containers. I added some neat tiny spiral noodles to a clear jar I bought awhile back. I think it will add some awesome interest to the counters, and my children won’t be attacking this fragile jar wanting a cookie. Yes. My brilliant mind added cookies to it awhile back. Never. Again.

 

So at this point it’s just me waiting for the counters to dry (I cleaned them prior to start painting). Today, Jamie posted a picture of her little scooter figuring out the crawling bit and ‘inspecting’ her curtains. It is so cute! But it also brought to mind that my children are from that stage, and frankly, I’m still playing taps for curtain rods they pull a Tarzan stunt on. I know, it makes me sound like a bad mommy, but you know… They get into things faster than I can think of them.

 

For instance – this morning, I’m sitting in my chair flipping through a ‘wish book’ (for those of you who don’t know – a catalog that I don’t have the money to buy out of, but I can still drool!) and I look up for a bit watching Tori and Ian playing. Tori just about flipped over the swing set, with Ian in it! Oy! So we had to have a discussion about swing sets and pushing. And next summer we were going to upgrade their swing set anyway. I think I’ll set it in concrete. Of course, mind you – the entire time the swing set takes off the ground, Ian thinks he’s getting this great ride and even manages to swing his arm around like a cowboy riding a bucking bronco. I guess it’s a good thing the kid has no fear.