Toilet Paper Fiasco

 For 2 weeks every bathroom in the house has seen the remnants of unrolled toilet paper. I thought it was Maya because she's 18 months....it didn't even occur to me that it was my 4 YEAR OLD! And I only caught him because I had just put a fresh roll on while Maya was napping and came in after him to find this:

The little stinker! I've threatened his pillow pet making it's way to the trash can if I find him doing it again. Only time will tell.

Our Indoor Pixie Beach

Jack opened an entire package of pixie sticks (that Emily had gotten as a present from one of her friends) and decided to make an indoor beach with them.

I can't seem to keep on top of this kid!

I Should Have Known Better

Little Stew decided he was done sleeping at 5:30 am and woke up Evie in the process. Since Evie was up, I put a movie on for them to watch and went back to sleep. Evie is really good about letting me know when Stew is doing something he shouldn't. So I didn't worry about them in the front room. An hour or so later I heard a lot of giggling coming from the living room. And then Stew came running into our bedroom with a roll of toilet paper. Which instantly reminded me that a brand new package of toilet paper, purchased the night before, was still on one of the couches.

And this is what I found.

All of the rolls were used.

When I asked Evie what had happened she quickly said, "It was all Stewie".

Oh, this little boy makes my life interesting.

Nail Polish and Computers Don't Go Together

Jack decided to paint the computer with Emily's sparkly nail polish. It took me twenty minutes to remove it and I caught him while it was still fresh.

Darn you kid nail polish..why aren't you washable.

Luke's Naughtiness

Yesterday our frames arrived via UPS for our family pictures so I was very anxious and excited to get them all hung on the wall. You'll have to see the finished product. While I was busy hanging them, Luke was also busy. That morning, we had purchased new sand for the sandbox so I told Luke he could play in the sand box while I hung the pictures. I had a container of baby powder handy because it helps to get the sand off your feet when you're ready to come inside. Luke thought it looked like more fun than the sandbox and dumped a ton of it all over our kids' picnic table on the deck. Unfortunately, I had left the deck door open so I could hear him. There was a slight breeze blowing...just enough to coat the entire kitchen in a fine layer of baby powder.

In this picture, Luke is hiding behind the table. He was afraid of how much trouble he was in.

Then I convinced him that his "Casper the Ghost" look was a cute one and got a smile out of him. When he smiles and wrinkles his little nose like that, all bets are off. It's too cute and I can't punish him like I should.

Every hole and crevice is caked with baby powder. It's awesome. I'm hoping the rain today might take care of most of it. Thankfully, Addy and Halle got in trouble later for being mean to each other so I made them clean the kitchen together as punishment. I was feeling pretty good about it.

Yogurt Gel

A week ago Stew decided the peach yogurt he was eating would be better in his hair.

Clearly, neither of us learned our lesson. This time I caught him in the act.

And I had just given him a bath.

Yogurt might have to get banned for a bit.

Slidies

Quinn has discovered a convenient way to slide across the hardwood floors. Convenient for her, not so convenient for me.

Don't mind the naked body and the crazy hair. The kid's a nut.


She loves to bring my panty liners down at awkward times too. While the missionaries are over, while friends come to visit. Best of all, I find them in my centerpieces or tucked in corners awaiting for her to come do some more slip and sliding.


They are ideal, perfect for sticking to your feet and slipping on the floors.

out of the mouths of babes

For FHE on Monday, we were talking about fasting. Aaron asked, "Why do you think we fast?"

Bryn responded, "So we can get to church faster."

Boy Oh Little Boy!

Stole the entire block of Rocky Mountain fudge and helped himself. Going with him to make sure he threw his spoils away and finding...
...that he had made a mess with the trash like an animal.
Ripping my Book of Mormon to shreds. Luckily some of the pages were just the index...but I lost a few in Alma. Sadness.

Within the hour of receiving the ball popper for Christmas...little cookies were shoved down to see if they would fly up.

Luke's busy day

To start the morning off, Luke cut a hole in his favorite shirt with some scissors...

Then he had a fudge-pop and used his sleeve as a napkin. Thank you, very much.

To top off the day, he was laying on the floor watching a movie (seems innocent enough, right?). Come to find out he had a broken ink pen in his hand which he used to mark all over his body, shirt and the carpet. Here's the evidence...back of the left ear,

On top of the head right through the super blond hair,

on his forehead, eyebrow and even eyelid,

all over the right ear and the back of the hair,

and my personal favorite: the carpet. Trying to remove it seems to only spread the mess. Lovely. Thanks again, Luke.

P.S. His hands and one foot were also covered in beautiful black ink.

Luke and the cake

While Ryan and I were outside hanging wreaths on Saturday, Luke was inside getting into mischief. We had a cake on the counter with about 1/4 of the cake left in a glass cake stand. Luke helped himself to the rest of the cake. Thankfully, he did not break anything. I am amazed. When I came in the house, he had chocolate all over his face. And there was cake all over the floor. I think I'm turning soft because I didn't even really get mad and we let him just sit there and finish his piece and called it dinner. Now I see why older children have issues with the younger ones getting away with everything.

He's at it again.

My kitchen was so clean when I got into the shower...this is what Jack managed to do before I got out of the shower. An entire bag of trail mix scattered all over my table and under the table. The pictures are not showing the extent of the damage.

Then another day this past week. The medium:Sugar.

He is going to have to be allowed a cartoon during my showers from now on...it's not worth the clean up time.

hairtastic

The top picture doesn't quite do it justice. But you can see the subtle differences between it and her Kindergarten pix (gratuitous pix of buffalo is just a bonus). Yeah, Bryn has been biting her hair off. So much so that we finally chopped it. No hair reaches her mouth anymore.

Busted

Morgan is a little thief. I catch her rummaging all the time. And the other day, she snuck a packet of instant oatmeal and ran to Aaron's office. When I discovered her, she had scattered the entire packet all over the floor. No pix of it, just another run of the vacuum. And yeah, I had already run the vacuum earlier that day. Little sucker.

it gets me every time

A few weeks ago, we were at the store and Ava said, "Mom, I gotta go potty." We didn't run fast enough and she says, "Mom I pooped." And sure enough she had pooped her panties. Then a few days later, we're at another store, and Ava says, "I gotta go poop." My heart flips trying to run her to the potty and then she says, "April fools."

A girl after my own heart...she's done it to me several times, and I panic every time. She's got great timing. I want to ring her little April fool's neck.

The power of pudding

While I checked my email, pudding ensued. See that glistening? Yeah not to many kids can do that. At least they're dressed.

Oh Little Jack!

I was blow drying my hair and realized I hadn't checked on Jack for awhile...and this is what I found.



Bottles of Jonathan's shaved ice syrup lined up...a bowl and a huge red syrup stain. (Why is it always red, the hardest color to get out, that is spilled on carpets. Why not the yellow syrup or the white one? Seriously!)
Luckily I splurged for the carpet cleaning warranty awhile back and the company came out and finished what I couldn't get out with folex (The 2nd picture) the next day.


Oh little Jack you're cute but you've become a menace.

Luke and the toothpaste

Luke had locked the bathroom door which is always a bad sign. When I got the door opened, this is what I found. Luke was hiding behind a towel, wearing Mia's shoes nonetheless. Watermelon toothpaste was all over the place...

the floor...

in several places...

the toilet, etc. And I found some later on the carpet, too. Bonus.

Lipsmacker Masterpiece

Mia came running to me in the laundry room to report "Luke's a BIG brava!" I wasn't sure what I would find. She told me on the way to the kitchen he had colored all over his hand. Not a big deal. Even the lipsmackers all over his face, I wasn't upset about. He has 4 sisters and the house is really overflowing with the stuff. I can't blame him. I washed his hands and face and threw away the destroyed lip smacker. It wasn't until a few minutes later that I noticed where he had created his masterpiece, the front of the dishwasher. Thankfully, it wiped up super easy with just a paper towel. No harm, no foul. I was just glad it wasn't smashed into the carpet or anything worse.

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