Showing posts from August, 2007

They keep us laughing... hmmm, that explains the wrinkles!

"How do the little piggies eat? Snort, snort."

For dinner I made chicken enchiladas, and I must say they were very good. As Chris' dad puts it "it ain't braggin' if it's true". Anyway, as we all know, it is a challenge getting kids to eat even the best tasting meals, unless it's pizza or spaghetti (they must be Italian). So, as usual, we had our "just eat your food" battles throughout the meal, followed by all the threats that comes with our little "cold wars". Yes cold wars because we never actually follow through on our threats of "you can't leave the table until it's done", or "we'll save it and you can eat it for breakfast", or "no dessert if you don't finish". Guilt doesn't work even if we quote Ralphy's mom by saying "there are starving people in China!". I do love the line she says on "how do the little piggies eat", but that gets more…

Last days of a lazy summer...

Just one week until the first day of school, enjoy it while it lasts boys. Well, they, unlike high school students, are actually very excited for school to start. They keep checking the calendar for the 4th. We've been trying to correct any bad habits they might have that wouldn't be appropriate in kindergarten. We try this by saying your new teacher won't like it if you do that, so let's practice now. It kind of works, hey, I'll use it while it lasts. For some reason they hold what their teacher says and thinks in great honor.

These are the boys and our next door neighbors on the sides, Johnny and Jessica.

Isaac taking it easy.

Did you know there was a car under all that dirt?

Isaac is watching "choo-choo" trains on mommy's neck rest. I guess it makes a perfect 2 year old's arm chair. It's better than the boomerang the boys were making it into.

"Look out for Mr. Stork"

No, I am not expecting. Today we were watching Dumbo and in the beginning all of the zoo animals are getting a special delivery from a flock of storks.The song that goes with it goes "look out for Mr. Stork…"Douglas, sometimes Mr. Literal asked "why do you need to watch out for storks? " A simple question.I asked him why he thought we needed to watch out for storks and he figured it's because they'll bite you or poke you with their sharp beaks.Iyet again escaped having to go into details on how babies come.I've been pretty lucky in explaining how babies get out of my tummy since I had a c-section.

Short vacation, check.

Yesterday we got back from an overnight trip to Lake Michigan, perhaps our last trip before we leave Michigan next summer.Reed went around the house with a check list and a pencil tucked behind his ear making sure we had everything we needed.Towels, check.DVD player, big check.Swim suits, check.Very cute, yet very official.We stayed in Ludington again, as it has some wonderful secluded beaches, where a person who hasn't been doing her sit ups or visiting a tanning salon, could comfortably and non-publicly enjoy the water.Perhaps I should have gone to a tanning salon before we went.Children are so honest and Douglas couldn't help it, he had to inform me that it looked like I was wearing white pants with my swimming suit.It really did, but I wouldn't have said it that way.On our drive home the boys noticed a fly that had hitched a ride in our van.We figured that he was just sight seeing, so we let him come along as long as he didn't bug us too much.Today we went to Targe…

About me, well it is my blog isn't it? And there wasn't enough room in the official "about me" section.

Let's see, about me, me, me,… hmmm. Well what can I make up that you might believe. I started life out as a circus performer for the High Flyin' Flippers. I was the one who helped the monkey get on his saddle which was attached to the back of a greyhound dog. My other job was picking up the change found on the ground which would drop out of the acrobats pockets during something upside down. I finally moved up the acrobat's ladder after I could buy a leotard with that change I found on the ground. I completed my career in my new purple spandex as the acrobat who … I actually can't remember what I did next, you see I had a head injury sometime after I bought that purple spandex leotard.

All I know now is that I go by the name of Becky Williams and my memory tells me that I am the child of Gary and Vicki Hartvigsen. I got rid of those spandex and ended up marrying the adorable fire swallowing acrobat Chris Williams, and have had 3 kids since. Two 5 year old twins a…