Mom's BB Gun

Mom's BB Gun

Bird feeders are for the birds,

Yes i agree.

Not squirrels or chipmunks,

Not people or bees.

Bird feeders should have another name

If they aren't for birds.

But shoot squirrels!?

Just because they found a tasty treat?

Sunflower seeds

They love

Picking them out,

Shelling them,

Storing them away,

Stuffing cheeks

Cute chubby cheeks.

Shoot them!?

Why?

Birds are variety,

Blue or red,

Humming or swallow.

Squirrels so few,

All boring.

But Bold!

Bird feeders are for the birds.

But shoot at squirrels?

Never.

Christmas is at Hand!

Christmas is just a day away!

We decorate on Thanksgiving and the total glee on my boys faces when we got out the decorations was so amazing. Chad and I went out to get the lights on the outside. While we were out wrestling with plugs and bulbs... They could not wait so they went ahead and decorated the bottom half of the tree! It was so adorable. We moved just a few (breakable heavy ones). But left most of it just the way they did it, a reminder that they are getting older and more independent (which is both wonderful and scary!).

As I made my Christmas cookies for friends and coworkers they helped roll them in the sugar and place them on the sheets. Such wonderful helpers... And today! What a surprise just a day before Christmas Eve! A CLEAN room! Totally, completely, utterly clean.... WITHOUT me asking! I thought I was dreaming?? But no.. They said, "we got our room ready for Santa. Did you see the decorations?" I could not believe my eyes, they had action figures and such stretched out on their dressers as decorations... haha Why can't Christmas come every year??

The look on their faces when they come down to see what Santa has brought is always a tear jerker for this poor sappy mom. And I am sure this year will be no different! They are so wonderful.

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL!

Salsa!

Last summer was long and lazy. Working in a school I have the wonderful benefit of having them off. I try to set up projects and activities to accomplish or do. Last summer... not so much. One of those faithful days I felt a nap was in order.

I made sure everyone had drinks and food to their satisfaction. I then made sure they were set with an activity to keep them entertained. Which happened to be Star Wars Lego game on our Play station 2. They are Star Wars junkies FYI. So then I let them know if they needed anything I would be upstairs and to just come up and get me.

I snuggled down into a warm bed and enjoyed the light breeze of our ceiling fan as I drifted off into a wonderful sleep. In a haze I woke up to complete silence. Silence is nice. Except I have twins... Five year old twins that usually make enough noise on an min by min basis to wake the dead. And they made no noise.

I slipped down the stairs to their worried faces. "Mom. The dog won't stay still." I look down the hall to see our poor pup covered in? What? "Um why is she wet?" They perked up at the question. "We were making Salsa!" "With what!??" I croaked. They realized I might not appreciate their genius so they sheepishly replied. "Well, we put syrup and salt and pepper and rice on her."

I almost fell over. As I surveyed the house I realized their 'salsa' concoction was everywhere... Some in the den, bathroom, kitchen, dinning room, and even my living room sofas and all. Since I wasn't sure if they would live I sent them to their room for a later discussion of what was and was not acceptable. Right now I was too angry and knew this meant some serious cleaning which included getting their version of salsa off the dog.

After serious steam cleaning and a sweaty dog bath I could use another nap!

Tuna Fish!

For some odd reason my twins have decided to insult each other by using foods as derogatory names.... This is an oddity I have not encountered with any other children. It is common place to hear, "You'r a Tuna Fish!" or "Pizza head!" whilst I calmly try to go about my normal day. And has been this way for many years. Up untill a few weeks ago I did not give it a second thought. Just kinda brushed it off and never made a big deal of it. Even jokingly joined them in their jovial jaunts. After all, it's just simple consumable product names not ludicious or offensive language. Right? Not to mention our pet names for them is peanuts.

Well, a couple weeks ago my father sets out to tell me about an incident with a neighbors child and my dear sweet angle of a son... "It's like this." He paused with a wry smile. "He called the other kid pizza. And the kid found it insulting. So he punched him. We had to talk to him about not calling other kids names. Any name no matter if he thinks it is a joke."

Kinda hard to tell a six year old not to call someone a food err name... I still catch the two of them calling each other by whatever food comes to mind. And I still call them peanut... But we do try to keep it a family thing. Our dog Salsa can attest to that.