Mom of the Year... no, I'm serious this time.

I am officially nominating myself for Mom of the Year 2008. Check out these cupcakes I made for the daycare and preschool Halloween parties... and oh, yeah I made 84 of them. That's eighty-four, hand decorated, homemade cupcakes. Martha Stewart fears me and my awesomeness.

Happy Halloween!

In honor of my +1 year anniversary of NO BLOG POSTS (bad, bad mommy! But I talk about that in another blog...), I give you the Halloween Extravaganza! Or, as I like to call it, what happens when you give children unlimited access to candy and let them stay up as late as they want. Let's roll footage....

Every year when we were kids my mom would make a big pot of spaghetti and we'd have all our friends over for dinner. Then the kids would all go out trick or treating and return to our house for the candy horse trade/happy hour. This was my attempt at starting the same kind of tradition for our kids, made better by the fact that since they are only 2 and 3 years old Mommy and Daddy can commandeer all the good candy and give the kiddos the dum-dums and pretzels while we eat the Snickers and Kit-kats. Oh, shut up- you know you would do the same thing.

Why I don't update this blog more often...

Enough said.

Ernie's Celebrity Look Alikes

Meghan's Celebrity Look Alikes

Okay seriously, explain this to me....

The Perils of Unprotected Sex- A Cautionary Tale

We used to have nice things. We used to be able to walk across the floor without sticking to it. We used to be able to walk from one end of the house to the other, in the dark, and not have McDonald's toys impaled on our feet. We used to be able to sit on the couch and not get cookie crumbs stuck to our butts (okay, well maybe that's not strictly true). We didn't always smell like sour milk. But 2 years and 2 babies later, and all of a sudden we are living in a frat house. It smells, there are all sorts of odd and sundry activities going on at all hours of the night, and we keep a lot of liquor on hand. Every surface in the house has been peed on, pooped on, or puked on. It's like Animal House with sippy cups instead of beer bongs. However, there is an upside to all the mayhem. We have discovered that you CAN actually ferment milk in a sippy cup. Baby cheese, created in small, artisanal batches, now available at your local Farmer's Market along with Couch Cheez-Its (of unknown vintage). Gotta pay for college somehow ;)

A Day Out with Thomas!

Ernie and Meghan got to spend a day out with Thomas!



More pics to come soon!