~ Dach ~
~ Maisie ~
~ Zane ~
~ Georgia ~
Sunday, October 31, 2004
Pics at the Pumpkin Patch...
Adventures at the Pumpkin Patch...
~ Dach ~
~ Maisie ~
~ Zane ~
~ Georgia ~
~ Dach ~
~ Maisie ~
~ Zane ~
~ Georgia ~
Photos in the fall leaves...
I'm too busy/tired to actually write an entry, so here are some fall pics of the kids...
~ Zane ~
~ Maisie ~
~ Georgia ~
~ Dach ~
~ The Gang ~
~ Zane and Maisie ~
Tuesday, October 19, 2004
Busses & other Birthday Adventures...
Well, my birthday hit both ends of the spectrum this year. On Saturday (the 16th), hubby threw me quite the BIRTHDAY FIESTA!! We had chili pepper lights, tissue flower garlands, giant hanging chili peppers, a cactus nametag holder and loud fiesta music. I even made little sombrero-shaped nametags for everyone. We set up a bar and served bottomless virgin strawberry margaritas and had an appetizer spread. We had said on the invite: "please bring your favorite fiesta finger food" - now let's count how many trays of taquitos there were on the table...one...two...three...four...five...six!! That's right - everyone brought taquitos - too funny. We did balance it with an inordinate amount of chips and salsa - oh, and don't forget the liquid nacho cheese in the crockpot and - my personal weakness!
Dear Claire made me a beautiful cake in the shape of a cactus - it was incredible! She is my friend who is just as party-theme obsessed as me. We had a great time, and had about 30 people turn out for the event.
Here are some pics of the event:
Here is my cactus cake...
Party guests...
Hubby and I...
We cleaned up and headed out to go pick up the kids around 10:45pm when the van broke down. I kid you not. I was driving the car and hubby was driving the van - he was able to hobble it to our friend's house about a mile away. My girlfriend drove us and all the kids home. I got home around midnight and of course the first thing I did was open all of my presents!! I got an incredible set of body lotion (buttercream scented)/body scrub(creamsicle scented)/face mask(pumpkin-papaya scented), a CD of my favorite comic from "Last Comic Standing" (he was quite a bit more crude on the CD than on NBC - bummer), candles, Pier One Imports giftcard, JoAnn's giftcard, 4 Starbucks giftcards, and $10 cash.
Monday was my actual birthday (10/18 you rock!). We had planned to have a mellow day at home and go out to dinner at Red Robin that evening. Hubby and the kids gave me an espresso machine, earrings and a bracelet - go me! But - here's where it all went weird...
The original plan had been to go out to Red Robin (partly because we had 2 free kids meal coupons and knew we'd get 4 free birthday sundaes for all of our October birthdays). But these plans had been made back when we had a working minivan. Back when all 6 of us could fit into our vehicle. With the van at the shop, we now only had hubby's 4-door sedan with 5 seats. No driving for us. I came up with an idea. Since Red Robin is really only less than 10 minutes away - why don't we just make it a family adventure and take *cringe* the bus?! *insert fake enthusiastic smile*
Hubby just stared at me "You HATE the bus. You LOATHE the bus. You want to ride on a bus on your birthday?!!" "Well, no I really don't. But I really DO want to go to Red Robin. And really - it's only a couple of miles. How bad can it be...?"
Let's just back the tape up right there. How many heinous experiences started out with the statement "How bad can it be...?" I'm here to testify that if you have to sink low enough to try to trick yourself into believing something...you should just stop right there and not take another step.
Let's just start with the beginning of this "adventure": First of all, I hate the whole "the bus is coming" pressure. "The bus is coming!! We have to go N O W!!!" *Run around with hands waving in the air* Then there is the exact change issue. Obviously someone forgot to tell "Captain Busmaster" that the year is now 2004 and debit cards are the payment of choice. Can we just get on with the program and "swipe and ride"? *yeah, yeah I know - you can't do debit transactions on a moving bus...blah...blah...blah...just make my life more convenient please*
After walking in the dark rain with 4 small children *at which point I was in full regret of our "adventure"* crossing a busy street and then standing there for 5 minutes waiting for the bus - in the cold dark rain, on a busy street, with 4 children...*okay, okay - you get it already* It finally came. It was about this time that we boarded the bus that my 2 year old launched into a frantic deathgrip. *Apparently he isn't fond of busses - intuitive little guy that he is* The entire ride consisted of Dach gripping me with all of his might and his head buried in my chest, while the other 3 tried out every seat in the vicinity. "Let's sit sideways...let's sit forwards..." *repeat, infinity...*
When we arrived, we walked another block in the dark rain (yes, I DO have to mention that every time) to the restaurant. Dinner was okay, you know - the past 3 times I've been there, it just hasn't been anything to write home about foodwise. I don't know - maybe my tastes have changed. We had fun - and the staff sang to the 4 birthday people. We then had 40 minutes to kill. Because, in case you weren't aware of this - when you take the bus, you can't come and go as you please. You have to walk around a mall with an overtired 2 year old with no stroller who has a habit of going limp on the floor if you dare hold his hand.
Hubby sat on a bench with Dach on his lap while the girls and I checked out a shoe store. When we walked out - I could hear Dach wailing and then I noticed an abandoned "mall stroller" behind a sign. Someone apparently hadn't returned it to get back their .25 cent deposit. "A-HA!!"
I appeared around the corner with it and Zane asked "Where did you get that?" I looked at him very seriously and answered "God gave it to me." He looked slightly awed but didn't question me further. (I love to mess with him.) I plopped in Dach and he was instantly happy. We took a trek around JC Penney *note to self - must go back for brown hooded cable-knit zip front sweater for $20, although the blue one would match my new purse...* Hubby kept telling me the time (he's an early bird type) and I kept trying to stay inside as long as possible. Finally, we left with only 15 minutes to spare for our 5 minute walk in the dark rain, to the *cringe* bus stop.
It was now 8:55pm...at a bus stop...in Seattle.
Needless to say all the commuters were long gone and it was reminiscent of the classic song "The freaks come out at night...". Right when we walked up there was a homeless-looking guy doing chin-ups on the bus sign, which he immediately traded in for a bout of pacing. He began to circle the bus stop area with remarkable speed...
Me: "What time is it now?"
Hubby: "8:56pm"
I do believe I asked him that same question every 50-60 seconds (our bus was due at 9:05pm). Meanwhile, the 4 kids are playing: "Guess the number on the oncoming bus", "how close can I stand to the edge without falling into the street", and "rub our hands and faces all over the bench and glass windows surrounding it".
DIS-IN-FECT-ANT.
I have never had such a close brush with adopting a germ-a-phobic paranoia disorder.
When the bus finally appeared, we boarded a la Dach back in a panic. The kids were desperate to sit in the back row, which we managed to completely fill up. *Wow - if only we could get someone to take our picture - this would be the perfect photo Christmas card!!*
Within about 4 blocks, one talkative drunk passenger entered the bus and sat as close to us as he possibly could. He took one look at the sea of small faces sitting between us and suddenly became a self-appointed birth control expert. *Why no, we haven't been able to figure out what causes this! We just keep ending up pregnant - the doctors are as stumped as we are! It's a total mystery.*
He also managed to enlighten us with "holiday tips with kids" for most of the major holidays.
Can I just say it already? Are we all going to be offended and think I'm a snob? Ready? Cover your ears if you are prone to writing reprimanding comments. Here it comes...
I'm too good for the bus.
There, I feel much better now. I know that sounds horrible - but come on. There are some seriously frea-ky people riding that thing and they seem to gravitate towards me. [By the way - I have a free pass to make fun of the bus, being that my dad drove one in this city for 15 years.] It is one entirely different thing to commute on it with normal business people - but the whole night-rider aspect - "no thanks, I'm trying to cut down!"
An-ee-way... so that was my birthday. It's a good thing I had that fiesta on Saturday or I would have been seriously singing the "Rode-a-freakshow-bus-on-my-birthday" blues...
Dear Claire made me a beautiful cake in the shape of a cactus - it was incredible! She is my friend who is just as party-theme obsessed as me. We had a great time, and had about 30 people turn out for the event.
Here are some pics of the event:
Here is my cactus cake...
Party guests...
Hubby and I...
We cleaned up and headed out to go pick up the kids around 10:45pm when the van broke down. I kid you not. I was driving the car and hubby was driving the van - he was able to hobble it to our friend's house about a mile away. My girlfriend drove us and all the kids home. I got home around midnight and of course the first thing I did was open all of my presents!! I got an incredible set of body lotion (buttercream scented)/body scrub(creamsicle scented)/face mask(pumpkin-papaya scented), a CD of my favorite comic from "Last Comic Standing" (he was quite a bit more crude on the CD than on NBC - bummer), candles, Pier One Imports giftcard, JoAnn's giftcard, 4 Starbucks giftcards, and $10 cash.
Monday was my actual birthday (10/18 you rock!). We had planned to have a mellow day at home and go out to dinner at Red Robin that evening. Hubby and the kids gave me an espresso machine, earrings and a bracelet - go me! But - here's where it all went weird...
The original plan had been to go out to Red Robin (partly because we had 2 free kids meal coupons and knew we'd get 4 free birthday sundaes for all of our October birthdays). But these plans had been made back when we had a working minivan. Back when all 6 of us could fit into our vehicle. With the van at the shop, we now only had hubby's 4-door sedan with 5 seats. No driving for us. I came up with an idea. Since Red Robin is really only less than 10 minutes away - why don't we just make it a family adventure and take *cringe* the bus?! *insert fake enthusiastic smile*
Hubby just stared at me "You HATE the bus. You LOATHE the bus. You want to ride on a bus on your birthday?!!" "Well, no I really don't. But I really DO want to go to Red Robin. And really - it's only a couple of miles. How bad can it be...?"
Let's just back the tape up right there. How many heinous experiences started out with the statement "How bad can it be...?" I'm here to testify that if you have to sink low enough to try to trick yourself into believing something...you should just stop right there and not take another step.
Let's just start with the beginning of this "adventure": First of all, I hate the whole "the bus is coming" pressure. "The bus is coming!! We have to go N O W!!!" *Run around with hands waving in the air* Then there is the exact change issue. Obviously someone forgot to tell "Captain Busmaster" that the year is now 2004 and debit cards are the payment of choice. Can we just get on with the program and "swipe and ride"? *yeah, yeah I know - you can't do debit transactions on a moving bus...blah...blah...blah...just make my life more convenient please*
After walking in the dark rain with 4 small children *at which point I was in full regret of our "adventure"* crossing a busy street and then standing there for 5 minutes waiting for the bus - in the cold dark rain, on a busy street, with 4 children...*okay, okay - you get it already* It finally came. It was about this time that we boarded the bus that my 2 year old launched into a frantic deathgrip. *Apparently he isn't fond of busses - intuitive little guy that he is* The entire ride consisted of Dach gripping me with all of his might and his head buried in my chest, while the other 3 tried out every seat in the vicinity. "Let's sit sideways...let's sit forwards..." *repeat, infinity...*
When we arrived, we walked another block in the dark rain (yes, I DO have to mention that every time) to the restaurant. Dinner was okay, you know - the past 3 times I've been there, it just hasn't been anything to write home about foodwise. I don't know - maybe my tastes have changed. We had fun - and the staff sang to the 4 birthday people. We then had 40 minutes to kill. Because, in case you weren't aware of this - when you take the bus, you can't come and go as you please. You have to walk around a mall with an overtired 2 year old with no stroller who has a habit of going limp on the floor if you dare hold his hand.
Hubby sat on a bench with Dach on his lap while the girls and I checked out a shoe store. When we walked out - I could hear Dach wailing and then I noticed an abandoned "mall stroller" behind a sign. Someone apparently hadn't returned it to get back their .25 cent deposit. "A-HA!!"
I appeared around the corner with it and Zane asked "Where did you get that?" I looked at him very seriously and answered "God gave it to me." He looked slightly awed but didn't question me further. (I love to mess with him.) I plopped in Dach and he was instantly happy. We took a trek around JC Penney *note to self - must go back for brown hooded cable-knit zip front sweater for $20, although the blue one would match my new purse...* Hubby kept telling me the time (he's an early bird type) and I kept trying to stay inside as long as possible. Finally, we left with only 15 minutes to spare for our 5 minute walk in the dark rain, to the *cringe* bus stop.
It was now 8:55pm...at a bus stop...in Seattle.
Needless to say all the commuters were long gone and it was reminiscent of the classic song "The freaks come out at night...". Right when we walked up there was a homeless-looking guy doing chin-ups on the bus sign, which he immediately traded in for a bout of pacing. He began to circle the bus stop area with remarkable speed...
Me: "What time is it now?"
Hubby: "8:56pm"
I do believe I asked him that same question every 50-60 seconds (our bus was due at 9:05pm). Meanwhile, the 4 kids are playing: "Guess the number on the oncoming bus", "how close can I stand to the edge without falling into the street", and "rub our hands and faces all over the bench and glass windows surrounding it".
DIS-IN-FECT-ANT.
I have never had such a close brush with adopting a germ-a-phobic paranoia disorder.
When the bus finally appeared, we boarded a la Dach back in a panic. The kids were desperate to sit in the back row, which we managed to completely fill up. *Wow - if only we could get someone to take our picture - this would be the perfect photo Christmas card!!*
Within about 4 blocks, one talkative drunk passenger entered the bus and sat as close to us as he possibly could. He took one look at the sea of small faces sitting between us and suddenly became a self-appointed birth control expert. *Why no, we haven't been able to figure out what causes this! We just keep ending up pregnant - the doctors are as stumped as we are! It's a total mystery.*
He also managed to enlighten us with "holiday tips with kids" for most of the major holidays.
Can I just say it already? Are we all going to be offended and think I'm a snob? Ready? Cover your ears if you are prone to writing reprimanding comments. Here it comes...
I'm too good for the bus.
There, I feel much better now. I know that sounds horrible - but come on. There are some seriously frea-ky people riding that thing and they seem to gravitate towards me. [By the way - I have a free pass to make fun of the bus, being that my dad drove one in this city for 15 years.] It is one entirely different thing to commute on it with normal business people - but the whole night-rider aspect - "no thanks, I'm trying to cut down!"
An-ee-way... so that was my birthday. It's a good thing I had that fiesta on Saturday or I would have been seriously singing the "Rode-a-freakshow-bus-on-my-birthday" blues...
Friday, October 15, 2004
Birthday Pics continued...
And here are the rest of the birthday pics...
The Birthday Boy
Getting ready to blow out his candles
Huffin' and puffin' (well, more like spitting) with help from Georgia
WOW! Did you see what a prize that cake was?! I'm thinking about entering it in a cake decorating contest. I'm going for the understated look - less is more.
And because I LOVE photos - here are a couple I took today of Dach and Maisie:
The Birthday Boy
Getting ready to blow out his candles
Huffin' and puffin' (well, more like spitting) with help from Georgia
WOW! Did you see what a prize that cake was?! I'm thinking about entering it in a cake decorating contest. I'm going for the understated look - less is more.
And because I LOVE photos - here are a couple I took today of Dach and Maisie:
Birthdays, Birthdays everywhere...
OK - this has to be lickity-split-quick because I have to shower, dress and be ready to do errands "a-la-one-child-in-tow" in one hour.
Last Sunday we suprised our pastor (hubby's boss) during church service with a "Pastor's Appreciation" annoucement and gift. I've noticed for the past year that our pastor stops quite often to take a drink of water while preaching his sermon. One of the guys actually built him a little cup holder on the side of his podium, which then broke and had to be re-built. At which point I thought "OKAY! What he REALLY needs is one of those hats, that you put the cans in and drink out of the long tubing." So - I've been plotting for a while now, and since October is "Pastor Appreciation" month - what better opportunity to present him with the
"AMAZING SERMON SIPPER"!!
Here's hubby and I making the surprise announcement:
And here is a couple of pics of our pastor wearing it:
It was a hoot! Sadly, he opted not to wear it during service - which just slayed me every time he took a drink out of his cup!
After service, I taped a sign on hubby's back that said:
"WISH ME HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!"
Everyone kept coming up wishing him a Happy Birthday and he couldn't figure out how everyone knew!
*hee-hee*
We had some friends over for dinner that night for his birthday dinner. We had grilled flank steak and zippy potato casserole. Our friends didn't leave till 11pm at which point we realized that we would be seeing them in exactly 12 hours for Dach's 2nd birthday party! *Yes - we are the party family!*
At this point - I hadn't even made Dach's cake.
So I did the unthinkable...
I took the top layer off of hubby's cake, cut a giant piece out of it and crammed it into the hole in the bottom layer to make a whole round 1-layer. Then I just lobbed on another layer of frosting and called it good.
No decorations, no theme, not even a name on the thing - just a 2 inch tall/10 inch round chocolate disc!
I even did the party at a Family Fun Center (Chuck E Cheese type place) so there was no mess. Those places are convenient but they sure are expensive! Georgia's over the top Chinese party was a good $20 cheaper and included all the food, costumes, and treat bags. Oh well - sometimes you just have to do what's best for your mental health.
The best part was when the food server came out from the kitchen with "an issue". [They have servers that whisk your birthday cake away after you have blown out the candles and cut it up to serve to your guests.]
It seems there was a little problem with the birthday cake.
"Um ma'am - it appears that the cake has already somehow been cut -under the layer of frosting-!!!"
"Oh that?! Ha - this was my husband old birthday cake from yesterday - we just cut it up the leftover and frosted it for my son!"
*insert HORRIFIED "I'm glad you're not MY mom" stare*
HA!
Here are some pics from Dach's party:
The kids on the bouncer
Captain Hazard in some play device
And in honor of my dial-up friends, I'll continue pics in the next entry...
Last Sunday we suprised our pastor (hubby's boss) during church service with a "Pastor's Appreciation" annoucement and gift. I've noticed for the past year that our pastor stops quite often to take a drink of water while preaching his sermon. One of the guys actually built him a little cup holder on the side of his podium, which then broke and had to be re-built. At which point I thought "OKAY! What he REALLY needs is one of those hats, that you put the cans in and drink out of the long tubing." So - I've been plotting for a while now, and since October is "Pastor Appreciation" month - what better opportunity to present him with the
"AMAZING SERMON SIPPER"!!
Here's hubby and I making the surprise announcement:
And here is a couple of pics of our pastor wearing it:
It was a hoot! Sadly, he opted not to wear it during service - which just slayed me every time he took a drink out of his cup!
After service, I taped a sign on hubby's back that said:
"WISH ME HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!"
Everyone kept coming up wishing him a Happy Birthday and he couldn't figure out how everyone knew!
*hee-hee*
We had some friends over for dinner that night for his birthday dinner. We had grilled flank steak and zippy potato casserole. Our friends didn't leave till 11pm at which point we realized that we would be seeing them in exactly 12 hours for Dach's 2nd birthday party! *Yes - we are the party family!*
At this point - I hadn't even made Dach's cake.
So I did the unthinkable...
I took the top layer off of hubby's cake, cut a giant piece out of it and crammed it into the hole in the bottom layer to make a whole round 1-layer. Then I just lobbed on another layer of frosting and called it good.
No decorations, no theme, not even a name on the thing - just a 2 inch tall/10 inch round chocolate disc!
I even did the party at a Family Fun Center (Chuck E Cheese type place) so there was no mess. Those places are convenient but they sure are expensive! Georgia's over the top Chinese party was a good $20 cheaper and included all the food, costumes, and treat bags. Oh well - sometimes you just have to do what's best for your mental health.
The best part was when the food server came out from the kitchen with "an issue". [They have servers that whisk your birthday cake away after you have blown out the candles and cut it up to serve to your guests.]
It seems there was a little problem with the birthday cake.
"Um ma'am - it appears that the cake has already somehow been cut -under the layer of frosting-!!!"
"Oh that?! Ha - this was my husband old birthday cake from yesterday - we just cut it up the leftover and frosted it for my son!"
*insert HORRIFIED "I'm glad you're not MY mom" stare*
HA!
Here are some pics from Dach's party:
The kids on the bouncer
Captain Hazard in some play device
And in honor of my dial-up friends, I'll continue pics in the next entry...
Wednesday, October 06, 2004
Chinese Party pics - part 3...
The girls arrived and put on their dresses.
We then had a craft at the table coloring dragon pictures, which we later made into fans.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door and we opened it to discover MULAN!! She came in and read us the story about her exciting life and played with the kids while we cleared off the table for lunch.
For lunch we had:
* chicken skewers w/sweet-n-sour sauce
* potstickers
* steamed rice
* top ramen
* tea
* fortune cookies
After lunch the girls watched a short sing-along Mulan video, then Georgia opened her presents.
We finished off the party with an exciting fire-breathing dragon cake. I had baked a cake and pieced it together in the shape of a dragon (with a rice krispy treat head and tail). Then I had tunneled 2 holes down from it's nostrils into a box that the body was sitting on. Inside the box was a container filled with warm waterand dry ice. We put a straw down each nostril and stuck them throught the lid of the container so all of the steam came pouring out the dragon's nostrils.
It was quite the show.
Unfortunately, the straws ended up getting jammed down into the water in the container and the smoke turned into a trickle by the time I was trying to get "blowing out the candles" pics! You can kind of see I nostril with a little stream of steam coming out of it. We did get the whole thing on video - so at least we have that!
Here are the rest of the pics...
The beginnings of the cake:
Top view of the completed cake. I had dusted it with some edible "gold luster dust" which had a cool effect:
View of the head (notice a toothpick holding up the "too-heavy" mouth):
Getting ready to blow out the candles (can you see that tiny stream of steam coming out of the nostril on the right?):
Georgia - very happy after a fun party:
We then had a craft at the table coloring dragon pictures, which we later made into fans.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door and we opened it to discover MULAN!! She came in and read us the story about her exciting life and played with the kids while we cleared off the table for lunch.
For lunch we had:
* chicken skewers w/sweet-n-sour sauce
* potstickers
* steamed rice
* top ramen
* tea
* fortune cookies
After lunch the girls watched a short sing-along Mulan video, then Georgia opened her presents.
We finished off the party with an exciting fire-breathing dragon cake. I had baked a cake and pieced it together in the shape of a dragon (with a rice krispy treat head and tail). Then I had tunneled 2 holes down from it's nostrils into a box that the body was sitting on. Inside the box was a container filled with warm waterand dry ice. We put a straw down each nostril and stuck them throught the lid of the container so all of the steam came pouring out the dragon's nostrils.
It was quite the show.
Unfortunately, the straws ended up getting jammed down into the water in the container and the smoke turned into a trickle by the time I was trying to get "blowing out the candles" pics! You can kind of see I nostril with a little stream of steam coming out of it. We did get the whole thing on video - so at least we have that!
Here are the rest of the pics...
The beginnings of the cake:
Top view of the completed cake. I had dusted it with some edible "gold luster dust" which had a cool effect:
View of the head (notice a toothpick holding up the "too-heavy" mouth):
Getting ready to blow out the candles (can you see that tiny stream of steam coming out of the nostril on the right?):
Georgia - very happy after a fun party:
Chinese party pics - part 2...
...continued
The table decorations:
The stand up dresses are really decorative wine bottle covers (from the Dollar store) covering up water bottles. The firecracker-looking things are really toilet paper rolls stuffed with a Ziploc bag of red and yellow fishy crackers (I picked the red ones out of a couple of boxes of "Patriotic" fishy crackers that I got for 50 cents a box from Grocery Outlet). I just covered them with foil paper and tied the ends. The bamboo place mats were also from the Dollar Store:
Here are all of the Chinese dresses I made for all the girls who attended:
All of the girls modeling the dresses (including our special suprise guest "Mulan"!):
The whole room:
Next up, fire-breathing dragon cake pics...
The table decorations:
The stand up dresses are really decorative wine bottle covers (from the Dollar store) covering up water bottles. The firecracker-looking things are really toilet paper rolls stuffed with a Ziploc bag of red and yellow fishy crackers (I picked the red ones out of a couple of boxes of "Patriotic" fishy crackers that I got for 50 cents a box from Grocery Outlet). I just covered them with foil paper and tied the ends. The bamboo place mats were also from the Dollar Store:
Here are all of the Chinese dresses I made for all the girls who attended:
All of the girls modeling the dresses (including our special suprise guest "Mulan"!):
The whole room:
Next up, fire-breathing dragon cake pics...
Chinese party pics - part 1...
I am so entirely pooped - I am going to force myself to take a nap after I post this! This week's agenda is stretching my brain:
Tonight: AWANAS for the older three kids. Do homework for bible study (for tomorrow AM). Call 3 women for the bible study.
Tomorrow: Bible study AM (lead worship and a small group discussion)
Friday: Host Home Fellowship (home bible study on marriage) for 14 adults and 16 children.
Saturday: Women's prayer breakfast (AM). Baby shower (PM).
Sunday: Hubby's Birthday. Church. Dinner party for hubby's birthday.
Monday: Dach's 2nd birthday party.
Then the following Saturday night is MY big birthday FIESTA that hubby is throwing for me!!
All fun stuff but I haven't even recovered from Georgia's birthday party from last week! Here are the pics from that...
The first few are of the giant paper mache dragon head that I made and then hung from the ceiling:
Phase 1 - shaping the head and paper mache:
Phase 2 - dry the paper mache:
Phase 3 - spray the whole thing gold:
Phase 4 - paint it and make eyes:
Phase 5 - Detail painting on the head staple gun fabric tail to it. The final product, hanging on the ceiling:
Ok - I better put the rest of the party pics in another entry...
Tonight: AWANAS for the older three kids. Do homework for bible study (for tomorrow AM). Call 3 women for the bible study.
Tomorrow: Bible study AM (lead worship and a small group discussion)
Friday: Host Home Fellowship (home bible study on marriage) for 14 adults and 16 children.
Saturday: Women's prayer breakfast (AM). Baby shower (PM).
Sunday: Hubby's Birthday. Church. Dinner party for hubby's birthday.
Monday: Dach's 2nd birthday party.
Then the following Saturday night is MY big birthday FIESTA that hubby is throwing for me!!
All fun stuff but I haven't even recovered from Georgia's birthday party from last week! Here are the pics from that...
The first few are of the giant paper mache dragon head that I made and then hung from the ceiling:
Phase 1 - shaping the head and paper mache:
Phase 2 - dry the paper mache:
Phase 3 - spray the whole thing gold:
Phase 4 - paint it and make eyes:
Phase 5 - Detail painting on the head staple gun fabric tail to it. The final product, hanging on the ceiling:
Ok - I better put the rest of the party pics in another entry...
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