The Happyish Homestead

Thursday, November 14, 2013

It Occurred to Me Today….

that I haven’t left the house for like, four days.


This is the consequence of unprotected {sex}, people.

You have been warned.



My friend, in no uncertain terms, dubbed my baby ‘large’.

I may be tired, but I know an insult when I hear one.

So I told her, her baby’s so fat he puts the bum in Bumbo.


I’ve been potty training Spencer.  And he has done pretty well, if I do say so myself.

Tonight he told me had to go potty, even though he had a diaper on for bedtime.

{I may have strained my shoulder patting myself on the back.}

He and Meg are still playing together nicely.  Sometimes they come up with fun games, like racing around the house pushing each other in the wagon.

Did I say fun?

I totally meant loud, obnoxious, dangerous, and life-threatening.


Adeline loves Bennett.

In this picture she’s singing to him.


I got one Christmas present made.

A turtle shell for Spencer.

Either my kids are not as smart as I think they are or it looks nothing like a turtle shell,

because when I tried it on Meg and Spencer, they were completely oblivious to what it actually was.

Like, not even the slightest idea.

At least Spencer will be surprised??



And a quick note about Elizabeth, she’s in a community choir and she auditioned for and got a solo part for a performance!

Who knew? {Not anyone that’s ever heard me sing before, that’s for sure.}

Have a good weekend,


P.S. Feel free to leave ‘your baby’s so fat’ lines in the comments.  I may have a giveaway for the best one.  {If you’re not offended by the concept, that is.}

Thursday, November 7, 2013

I Have Learned

  • that even if I live in a state wherethesundon’tshine {no, but seriously, we won’t see the sun here for months in the winter} daylight savings still effects people.
  • that it was d-u-m-b to try to start potty training Spencer the week of daylight savings.
  • Meg and Spencer are the dream team to have at home.  Some mornings, it’s like I don’t even have to parent.  You know why?  Because they’re playing.  They’re not fighting, asking for treats, wanting to do a craft, begging to go to the store, or wondering when we’re going to have friends over.
  • that just because your husband orders something from Dr. Adorable, that doesn’t mean it’s a gift for you.  It’s probably just liquid seaweed for the fruit trees.
  • some days are easier than other days.
  • eight year olds can throw tantrums.  Throwing pillows, sobbing on the couch, stomping around, slamming doors kind of tantrums.
  • that I don’t get paid enough to field those kind of tantrums.
  • that Adeline just adds an ‘e’ to the end of a word if she doesn’t think it looks right without one or just because.
  • that Meg will take payment in chicken feathers for helping Adeline clean out her chicken coop. 
  • apparently I’m over zealous in my reward system for Meg and will now be resorting to chicken feathers.
  • Spencer can whack Bennett on the head with a toy broom, while I’m in the same room, just feet away.
  • I feel like the world’s worst mother when those type of shenanigans are taking place.
  • I am apt to eat two pieces of candy every time I walk by the Halloween bowl.
  • that this house is pretty tiny when everyone’s home in the evening.
  • that this house is pretty big when I have to clean it.



{Spencer with his tractor watching Dad on his.}




{Bennett had on a Halloween outfit with a little Frankenstein on the bum.}



{What the kitchen looks like while I’m making dinner.}