We're Jammin...

So, I was making my strawberry jam today.  And Bella was on hand to help me out.  Here she is with my quart size baggies attached to her feet, running off.  She is busy, on to her next task of taking all of the water bottles out of the box, pulling out the crayons, mashing Liam, you know the normal.

We've had such a busy weekend, I didn't even get a chance to post.  Julianna had her first softball game.   She was so cute, but we're going to need to practice.  She is an athletic little girl.  She just loves sports!

Michael called Central Arizona Community College to ask how old you need to be to go to school there.  He was disappointed because he has to wait until his Freshman year.  He is wanting to take some college writing classes.  Hmmmm...  don't know if I am quite ready for that.  But I thought it was cute he tried..

I know that there are so many other things that happened over the weekend.  We were just going from place to place.  Mom and dad are officially moving here by the end of the week!  Crazy.

Joshua turned eight on Friday, You are awesome Josh.  I am so happy that I've had you for eight years.  Josh had Father's and Sons on his birthday so we'll be celebrating in a few weeks when he is baptized.

I think that's the lowdown.  There are other things that are on my mind but I'll have to post them tomorrow!

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My laundry monster may get me today. I am very afraid....

I was finally getting started...

Here are my strawberries, being sliced to go into delicious strawberry jam.  I was on my way

Until...

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This happened...

Bella ate a half bag of magic markers.

Ironman

I wasn't going to post today. My strawberries are still sitting in my fridge, my laundry is breeding in the laundry room and my knee is extra sore.

The fun, upside of today is my sister Christina arrived with little Liam. He's been really good and cute, no trouble at all.

His mom and dad went to get a hamburger tonight and I happily watched Liam. (He is so fun! Just like my baby boys; skin, bones and muscles. I love it!) He was doing really well, cute smiling and no trouble at all. But like all babies, he eventually got a little unhappy.

Matthew was in the loft with Liam and I, watching the Ironman cartoon. He said, "maybe Liam wants to watch Ironman with me." After my reflex answer of "no" (I think I need to evaluate that reflex), I reconsidered and let Matthew hold him on the chair.

Cutest thing, not even one more peep from Liam. He was totally into Ironman. That loud, onery show with car chases, crashes, shooting, screaming. Liam loved it and sat content on Matthew's lap. (See the picture below.) Awesome.

I feel better already. I'll be completely cured when I'm done eating my pity party dinner of a cheeseburger, tots, and ice cream from Sonic.

AHHHHHH......

This picture goes with my Ironman post

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Busy Day :)

I was so lazy today. Or I guess I could look at it like, I was really busy today catching up on sleep. I did that for a large portion of my day, but I won't admit how large of a portion.

On my way out the door I went to the outside fridge to grab a diet coke. Imagine my surprise when I found 20 pounds of strawberries sitting there. Oh, I asked for them, I just forgot about them. So I'm thinking that strawberry jam I promised Derek I would make is going to have to get done in the next 24 hours. Guess it's a good thing I was SO busy today!

I'll post my recipe for strawberry jam. I don't have a special recipe or anything, but it will be in my little "blog book" for future reference.

On another note, Michael did his parent/child conference with me to go over his writing grade. I think he made that parent child conference idea up to get my attention. ( Insert smiley here :) )

That kid is so talented! He would be embarrased if he knew I was writing this, but he wrote a short story that made me laugh. Michael's story was about a penguin who had a nightmare that he was attacked my a monster pickle with no eyes or arms but long, sharp teeth. Who comes up with that stuff?

I need to publish the whole thing on this blog. (Along with an awesome poem Tyler wrote about Bella.) Michael thought his story was sub-par, but I loved it.

And I just love my kids.