Life According to Me

Announcement from the back seat... "Hey Mom...look. Fruit snack NINJA !"

Dear Mother Nature, As a fellow "Mother", I know life is crazy. Being everything to everyone...keeping all those balls in the air is a challenge! I will get straight to the point. It's fall. Autumn. You know that time of year when we wear sweaters and say "brrrrrr". It was 80 degrees today!? Summer was like so 3 months ago! Maybe you forgot or didn't get the memo, in that case I apologize for the snarky tone. Please consider my humble request... turn down the furnace and blow a little chill this way. Thanks in advance, Hot and Bothered in Cali.

The kids were really into to election night results. We watched, together, as history was made. After the speeches we went outside to celebrate a new President with some sparklers.  It seemed benign. Who ever thought handing a child a flaming torch was a good idea needs a lobotomy. Kid Two, of course, burned his finger on the freaking thing. After some tears and a baggie frozen peas he came up with this one... "There Was A Boy Who Burned His Finger On a Sparkler... Fire ! Who wants to buy that book? Let's buy that book,  Okay ?!" I feel proud and concerned at his ridiculous outburst. He is definitely my child...

Dear, Dissapointed in Beverly Hills, This one's for you! xo J ; -) Rain ?! No stinkin' rain was going to ruin our quest for candy! With Noah suited up as Boba Fett (inflatable jet pack even!) we hit the streets with neighbor/friends for some trick or treating. Ky and his friend, Ricky got a reprieve, and were allowed to go at it ,sans parental units. We get a lot of kids bussed in, so our neighborhood has an amusement park feel. We went through four giant bags of costco candy! what?! Kid Two had fun with his pal Jessica and even got the bejeezus scared out of them by some big crazy chainsaw guy. Good laugh for the parents. Very  early the next morning, Kid Two took over all the great space in our bed and  then proceeded to sleep till 10am. All wrapped up, sideways and face down he slowly came to....nothing says fun like a halloween hangover!

We took the kids to a super cute local pumpkin patch. The fox corn maze was confusing(we are smart people. WTF happenend?!) and fun(more fun if they had served cocktails). Kid One and Kid Two are totally into anything military. While in the maze, Mark and I got "no scoped" and "noobed" by our children. Good clean fun is what we are into.   Thirty-six dollars  later we loaded our big beautiful pumpkins(3 of them...you do the math) into the car, and hit the road home. A nice little outing in our nice little town. Word.

I seriously had hair like this. No lie. Yearbookyourself.com. Super silly fun!

Last year at the pumpkin patch, Kid Two chose a spaghetti squash. He was very excited to cook and eat it. Well, the darn thing rotted before we could have our way with it. Kid Two, a.k.a "boy who forgets nothing" , has reminded me... incessantly, in the past year that we didn't get to eat our squash. Fast forward to today.... He spots the elusive squash amongst a pile of gourds at the grocery store. "Pleeeeeeease can we get one?" "Of course", I say. As we walk away, a brownish, lumpy squash catches his eye. "That's a meatball squash. I don't think I will like that one."  Yeah. That's probably some kind of food law anyway...