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Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Ten on Tuesday




{1}

Kendry's latest style:


One of these things is not like the other...



{2}
Ten months after receiving it for my birthday I finally got my paint sprayer out of the box and gave it a try.

I can't wait to show you the results!

Think orange. BRIGHT orange.



{3}
So help me, I just might be asking for a fanny pack for my birthday.

GRAY

I never thought this day would come.

{although technically this one is called a waistpack}




{4}
While dicing an incredibly potent onion this weekend (cabbage salsa rocks!) and fighting back some serious tears, I recalled a line from "The Help" where she said to hold a match between your teeth to stave off the onion tears.





I tried it for myself but was paranoid the entire time, convinced that Justin would spot me and decide I have gone totally loony. Seriously, what would I have said? "No really, honey, it has to work - I saw it in a movie."  ??




{5}
Daddy to Kendry on Sunday evening: "Okay, bud, be sure to sleep in until 8 tomorrow, okay?"

Kendry: "No, 6 o'clock, Daddy."



Are we sure this kiddo can't tell time?




{6}
None of us actually slept in on Memorial Day.

We were down at the levee first thing so Daddy could run the bridges. Lucky Kendry got to have the skate park to himself for a little while.








{7}
The hubs got a rotisserie attachment for his grill this week.
He is in BBQ heaven!




{8}
Am I the coolest mom or what?



Kendry loved his moose sandwich.



{9}
I really miss seeing moose out in the wild.



{10}
This Week's Blessing:
Bulk Peanut M&M's on sale at Costco!
Yeah baby!


Sunday, May 27, 2012

Weekend Makeover


I didn’t want to commit to a large project this weekend, even though I would have the extra day to accomplish it. Rather, I wanted to relax a bit and savor the long weekend at home with my boys. As it turns out, June is going to be rather busy for us, so I will take all the rest I can get.

Alas, I can never stay idle for long.

My mom had this picnic basket for ages and delivered it to me a year ago when she decided it needed to stop taking up space in her garage and finally go to someone who would get some use out of it.

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See that writing across the top? That’s my maiden name; I used to be a Binder.

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My mom marks just about everything this way. It used to irk me a bit as a child. Now that I’m a mother I understand it completely. Justin already hassles me for how often I mark Kendry’s initials on his things – clothing, baseball gloves, basketballs, you name it.

Ha! Get it? You NAME it?

Okay, sorry. I have a weird sense of humor.

Back to the basket. My mom gave me full permission to makeover the lid of the basket since I am no longer a Binder.

On Saturday morning, while I enjoyed an ever-so-brief moment of having the house to myself (for all that fuss about his first baseball game, Kendry only lasted until the 4th inning before he asked to go home), I threw a coat of primer across the ‘Binder’.

And then another coat.

I’ll be darned if that basket wasn’t determined to stay a Binder.

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Project dead end.

At this point I called up my mother to laugh at my dilemma…and to ask her what on earth she used to write on the basket. She swears it was just a red Sharpie but I have my doubts.

I really did not want to trek all the way across town to Home Depot just to find a stronger primer that may or may not work, nor did I want to spend much money on this project. It was, after all, supposed to be a low key project for my relaxing weekend.

So I moved on to Plan B: hitting up Joann’s (which is much closer) for some crafty paper and digging out my Mod Podge.

A few hours later I had this:

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Before and After:

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Justin won't be caught dead with this picnic basket in his hand, but I think its adorable.

And I’m thinking a Memorial Day picnic is in order.


But for now I’m going to call it a night and go ponder the symbolism of this old picnic basket that refused to give up a part of its Binder history.



Sharing here:
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Saturday, May 26, 2012

American Rite of Passage



This morning marks another huge milestone in Kendry’s life: he and daddy are attending his first official baseball game.

Lewiston hosts the NAIA World Series each Memorial Day. Its kind of a big deal around these parts.

Kendry was so excited this morning he nearly passed up breakfast. He donned his baseball jersey first thing, slipped on his glove and was ready to hit the road.


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Excited much?

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This photo just melts my heart. A boy and his daddy.

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Friday, May 25, 2012

Getting to Know Kendry {Age 3}


Pinned it, did it.

After seeing this idea on Pinterest I knew I had to start it when Kendry turned 3, except instead of simply writing down his answers I wanted to capture his interview on video. The object is to record your kiddo's likes/dislikes/favorites at different stages to see how they change year to year.

Kendry was in a spectacularly good mood last night; he happily agreed to sit still on the couch for a few minutes while Mommy worked the camera. As you can see, sitting still was an epic failure - but when does a 3 year old boy ever really sit still?

{I won't be winning any cinematography awards for this one - the lighting is terrible. And somehow between loading it to youtube and then to the blog it got even worse. For the best quality recording I suggest viewing it HERE.}






A few comments from Mommy:

1. This video was shot right before dinner and right after Kendry started campaigning to have peas and carrots with our meal - thus the mention of peas and carrots as his favorite veggie...and fruit.   We had broccoli. 

2. His attention span ended before I could ask him what he wants to be when he grows up. His answer?  "I will go to school."  Excellent answer, kiddo...unless you're thinking to become a professional student. Then we might need to have a little heart to heart.

3. Despite what he says about his favorite thing to do outside, we do not use our child for manual labor...yet.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Ten on Tuesday




{1}
Have a fun and safe Memorial Day weekend!

It will probably be another home improvement weekend for us - although we won't be tackling anything as big as painting the house.

Maybe we'll squeeze in our first picnic of the year, weather permitting.

{2}
This week we added cantaloupe, bell peppers, watermelon, pumpkins and squash to our gardens.

I love summer!


{3}
Kendry gave me his first "You're not the boss of me, Mom" last week.

Yeeaahh...

For the first time in my life I got to say "Oh yes I AM the boss of you."

I said it with a very loving mommy tone of voice.... and an evil grin.

It was a mommy power trip moment.


{4}
I'm re-reading A Voice in the Wind (1 of 3 in the Mark of the Lion trilogy by Francine Rivers) for my women's Bible study this month. We have adopted a more relaxed book club approach for the summer months.

Oh. my. goodness.

If you haven't read this series, do it.


{5}
I am currently in denial of the fact that I turn 32 {32!} two months from today.
How did this happen?!



{6}
You have gotta try this move.


Looks simple enough, right?

Thats what I thought too.


 
{7}
Years from now, when Kendry is a teenager, I will remind him of the Home Depot trip in which he spontaneously burst out into "Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Your love makes me sing! " in the middle of a crowded aisle...and then again while waiting in the long line to check out.

No inhibitions, that one.


{8}
In less than two months Justin and I will be participating in the Warrior Dash. This year they are teaming up to support St. Jude's Children's Hospital. If you are interested in donating please visit my fundraising page.

I am really looking forward to running another race with the hubs.


 
{9}
I love you, Dr. Suess, so please accept my apologies for burying you deep in the couch where the kiddo will never find you.

I just can't take it anymore!!!


{10}
This Week's Blessing:
My big brother got home from Afghanistan today!
We love you, Justin!
Praise be to God for keeping him safe.