Unrelated Other Than the Dog

A new couch to slide into when we play my new favorite monthly murder mystery box game. Everyone is seriously consuming the clues as we try to rule out a suspect. 

And the girls in the bed of a rental truck, with the dog along for a ride of course. 

Foolishness

The cat in the hat.

 

Five inches the week before Easter.

 

Random

Flashback

Gone are the days that this will do or that we'll all even fit in such a thing. 

Not Less Messy

Just much more randomly messy as the get older.

All My Children

All of my girls. 

And all of my boys.

Two Weeks Later

These balloons, which were bought in honor of my return from some place, were still hanging around on the ceiling, their strings long lost. 

This was fine, except for the part where one made it down the hallway, and every time I would walk by one day while working at home alone, the breeze would push it along.  After scaring myself silly five times in one day at the weird noise, and then realizing what an idiot I was for being scared of the sound a balloon made as it scraped along the ceiling, the suckers had to come down. 

Mustache February

I thought it was Mustache November.

But I've seen more of these things the past month than I care to.

Although it doesn't stop from cracking me up.

Mommy Away

And as I randomly found the photos from the most recent mommy-away days on daddy's phone, I found our most recent random randomness.  

Halloween in January, wherein Alida has turned her sister into a dog.

Sure, why not.

Randomess: Patric's iPhone

I just found this on Patric's phone the other day.

I'm going to go into those photos more often, because this is funny to me.

Boy Scout outing: Communications, local radio station tour

We arrived late, made about 10 minutes of the tour, and headed home.

Stuber communications fail.

February in Texas.

Found on my phone. 

Patric's phone is much more interesting and much less disturbing.

But, then again, I find things like this on Patric's phone.

Chess with grandpa.

I love this.

Fudge on a road trip.

My near vegetarian and car sickness king, inhaled it.

This Amuses Me

Pictures of parents taking pictures of kids.

Final Holiday Randomness

Threw a little birthday party for the neighbor in there.

Found the Nick and Ben are awesome writing while cleaning.

Lots of bedhead these past few weeks.

And sheared to go back to school.  So amazingly hard to get used to my nice new clippers.  I tell myself Ben's hair will grow back.

No Words.

Random November

 Sigh.

Yes, Nick, that is probably what the turkey is considering.

The pirate ship, maybe that's the Mayflower...I'm hoping.

 This is probably one of the reasons we rarely go out to eat.

Okay, you got me with cheap enough, but really, who eats this?

 Chaos found on a Saturday morning.

 More shocking, random non-chaos found on a Saturday morning.

And darkness falls.  We now rush home at the end of the day, so we can have about five minutes of outside play before it gets dark.  Makes the bedtime routine go a bit more smoothly however.

Things I Find

Were we so clean and organized with all our things.

While We Roadtrip

Extreme randomness found on my phone.

Randomness

We have been randomly randomless lately.

Probably because Benjamin's new favorite place is in front of the computer.

The girls are currently in LOVE with Hello Kitty.

I have really no clue how they were introduced to Hello Kitty.


Football season has returned.

By the time Alida finishes, she will have eaten all the ketchup, none of the eggs.

Generally, she'll dunk her fingers in and then wave her hand around looking like ET before it's over.

We found a new playground a few blocks away. Good for a change, but nothing beats being able to run back to the house to use the facilities without wrecking the whole party.

National Guard, which is now Federal Reserves, has begun again.
We've enjoyed the break.

Nicholas has been wearing the Cabbage Patch's headband around to "workout."

Randomness: Can we count summer over now?

When it was time to leave, Alida was still hanging on to the pole and I had her horizontal trying to pry her off.

When I asked her what kind of birthday cake she wanted she said a purple one with a horse. I will learn to smooth buttercream one day.

Elaine just said she wanted a pink one. So she got the one decorated second when I only had the big fat piping tips left. It was nice to eat something not baked from a mix for the first time since deployment however.

When I picked up Patric, one of things I made sure to do was get a picture of the teddy bear on the right. Patric confirms for me that I'm in love with him for good reason--he's a great guy.

He just looks it, no?

We fed the goldfish with my parents at some point this summer.

It was as disgusting as it ever was.

My first thought: that's not even all of them.

Second thought: why don't they at least have the same hair color?

Man. When he's in the mood, he's in the mood.

Wren's birthday party.

She spent most of the cake time making sure the Chik-fil-A cow didn't come anywhere near her.

Jenny.

She came over to visit and we all played right there in the entry way the entire time.

She also came over to visit faithfully on Sundays when Patric was gone to fold my kids' laundry. That was the biggest help.

I took this picture for a reason other than to point out what a mess it was. I cannot remember now why I did that.

The latest beach game: get wet in the pool, flour yourself in the sandbox, bake in the sun.

She still comes out of no where and scares me with that baby every once-in-awile. It's creepy, and she remembers that it creeps me out.

So if I had to say I missed something from Patric being gone, it would be the out-pouring of support from friends and friends of friends and strangers. That was amazing. I will remain amazed for the rest of my days. And that will be what I remember from this past year: the year that people overflowed with good will.

Even when I took rotten pictures of them.

Dork.