Finnegan is 3!

'Evil Dr. Pork Chop' cake

Uncle David and Finn

Well, he's made it another year! Finnegan is three today! We had a family party last night to celebrate for Zeke and Finn. There was lots to eat and TONS of dessert! Now, every time one of my kids have a birthay I ask them what kind of cake they want. This time I showed Finnegan a whole bunch of pics ranging from dinosaurs, to volcanoes, but he had other ideas. Finn os OBSESSED with Toy Story and decided that nothing else would do but that I make him an 'Evil Dr. Pork Chop' cake. I think that it turned out pretty well! So, we are going to just relax today, and then tonight we are going to go to Culver's for dinner...Finn's choice. So, to my 'lil Cannonball': Happy Birthday..and lets try to survive another year! :)

Cupcakes and Dead Fish...

Well, Claire's fish (which Santa brought) passed away last night. Apparently when using a popcorn popper near a fish-tank, small kernels blow into the tank. I guess that the fish 'partied hard' for Super-bowl and ate too much popcorn and died. Claire woke-up this morning and I told her that her fish had died...OH MY GOSH! You would think that I cut off her arm! She is devastated. She was crying, and saying that even though they are happy up in fish-heaven, they were happier with us! :( Then she freaked out and asked where Daddy buried the fish. BURIED??? UHHHHHHH...toilet burial, but I lied and said that Daddy burried them outside. The reason for this was that she was so adamant that they wouldn't go to heaven without a propper burial...sheesh! So we will be the proud owners of new fish later today.
Oh, and the above picture was from last night. My kids and I came up with Superbowl cupcakes. We used a peanut M&M for the football, and I stuck pretzel pieces together with candy melt for the goal post! YUM!
So, I'll post a pic of the new fish later! :)

Biting off more than she can chew!

Chewing on Ranger's Bone!

Buffy doesn't think that she is a Maltese.
*During the day, she is a Great Dane (like Ranger). She attacks sippy-cups, and tupperware all day long. She is also fiercely protective of us. What exactly is she protecting us from? Ask this question around my kids and they will tell you that she is barking at 'Evil Snow'. This is true...she stands at the back door and barks at the snow...that demonic evil snow!
*At dinner time Buffy thinks that she is a mothers-helper...afterall, why else would she sit patiently and quietly under Griffin's highchair? I know that she doesn't REALLY like to eat table food...she's just doing it to help me keep the floors clean, right? :)
*At night Buffy thinks that she is an extention of my body. I sit on the couch to watch t.v. and she cuddles up to me, or sits on my lap. When I climb into bed she climbs in too. No...she REALLY climbs in! She sleeps under the covers and splits her time between Eric's side of the bed and mine. :)
*Buffy is also quite modest. I started putting sweaters on her this winter and now she loves them. I'm not kidding. I took a sweater off of her this morning in order to wash it, and she started whimpering and trembling and scratching at my legs until I put another one on her!
I love this dog...now if I can get her to stop chewing on everything!

Just for Fun!

Griffin chasing me around the kitchen!

My three youngest...

So, I am sitting here posting this morning while my house falls apart! Why? There is is big storm coming and the kids have a snow day.
ME: "Guys...I'm really sorry, but there is no school today." (Mentally banging my head against any available hard surface)
KIDS: "Yeah! We get to make cookies right?...We always make cookies on snow days!"
ME:"Sure we can make cookies"...afterall it isn't like having five kids hyped up on sugar is going to make my day any harder! :)
So, I am blogging. There isn't any main subject to this post...it's just a post. I'm looking around my kitchen noticing how much I need to clean, knowing that I have laundry to do, and a house to vaccum...oh, and did I mention that Eric won't be home until midnight tonight because he gets to go to the hockey game up in the Cities?
*Griffin has just run around the kitchen table roughly seven times saying "Uh-oh", over and over....super cute!
*Cade, Claire, Jax, and Finnegan, are upstairs playing on the bunk beds...yes, I said bunk-beds. Eric had mentioned to Jax and Finn that their twin beds could be made into bunk-beds (thanks for that hon)! So of corse he put them together for the boys. While they are having a blast and love their 'new' beds I am reserving judgement. It is only a matter of days before we end-up in the ER due to someone falling/jumping...or being pushed off! :) I think that it's inevitable, but that's what you get with boys!
Okay...I can't look at the kitchen much longer without cleaning it...BYE!