The best things in life are three.

Got milk?

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Thu, 13 May 2010 19:44:00 +0000

I had an interesting conversation with Luke today about milk while having lunch at Arbys.

"Mom, where does milk come from?" asked Luke.

I responded, "From cows of course."

"No, but how do they get it out, do they pee it out?" asked Luke.

"Uh - no, that would be gross. It comes out of their udders." I said confidently.

Luke, with a confused look on his face, continued by asking, "Well, what are udders?"

At this point I wasn't sure how I was going to explain them, so non-chalantly I said, "udders are kind of like boobs." (You tell me how you'd explain them any better!)

Luke looked at me with grin on his face and said, "Yeah, cows have Moobs!"

A 4 Year Old Perspective on Breakfast

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Tue, 13 Apr 2010 11:58:00 +0000

It was breakfast time and I asked the boys what they would like to eat.

Luke responds, "How about those hot dogs."

I was a little perplexed with his response and told him he couldn't have hot dogs for breakfast but to pick some cereal.

He told me he wanted hot dog cereal. Here I sit wondering if someone seriously 'invented' hot dog cereal, which would be nasty and I can't imagine anyone would eat it, but these days anything is possible.

I open the pantry to give him some options (other than hot dog cereal) and start reading them to him.

Chocolate cheerios?

No.

Apple Jacks?

No.

Lucky Charms?

No.

(Yes, we like our cereal loaded with sugar.)

Then I pull out the box of Honey Smacks (puffed wheat cereal). I look at the picture and think to myself, surely he can't mean this?

I show him the box and ask if this is what he wants. He responds, "Yeah, the hot dog cereal!"

I guess from a 4 year olds perspective they do kind of look like mini hot dog buns.

Proof in pictures

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Wed, 17 Feb 2010 17:01:00 +0000

Here is undeniable proof that we live in a house with boys.

Frozen pounds of ground beef are used to cool off with.

Little boys get into Mommy's nail polish.

Laundry piles never seem to go away.

Hangers get used for abstract art projects.

Poor army men get eaten by sharks at bath time.

Crazy dress up play and battles exist.

True love.

Grocery bags turn into roller coaster rides.

Jumping in leaves has even more meaning when done on a trampoline.

Black eyes are a common battle wound especially when you're trying to keep up with the big 'dogs.'

Spills are quite evident.

A broken arm that can't keep a 6 year old down.

More battle wounds on the cutest face ever.

Napkins become facial decorations.

More true love - they know how to get in the holiday spirit.

Time outs.

Facial contortions.

Pre-teens.

No need for blocks - a paper cup tower is way cooler.

Fun with painters tape.

No need for a play set when you have bare feet and a good door frame.

Really getting into dental hygiene.

Something good must be in the microwave.

And I wouldn't change it for the world!

For the record.

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Thu, 07 Jan 2010 19:31:00 +0000

Here is another dose of my children's comments that I have to post for the record. These make me laugh and I hope they do the same for you.

Enjoy.

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Carson and I were sitting at the table one day coloring together. Out of the blue he says, "Mom, don't tell anyone, but there's this girl in my class who's absolutely hot." I about fell off my chair hearing that from my 6 year old, but I maintained my composure and tried not to make a big deal about it.

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When my husband was a kid he fell down a slide and got a gash in his forehead, which has left a scar. 4 year old Luke was sitting on dad's lap examining dad's face and says, "Daddy, I can see the crack in your forehead."

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I had worked out earlier during the day and had not yet changed out of my workout clothes which consisted of a sleeveless vest with a tank top underneath. Carson was picking out some clothes to wear and pulled out a t-shirt along with a basketball jersey. I was standing nearby watching what he was doing. Carson said he needed to wear the t-shirt under the jersey so he wouldn't look like a hillbilly. I looked at my vest and asked him if he thought I looked like a hillbilly and he adamantly replied, "Well, Yeah!"

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I went to check on Luke early in the morning and noticed his door was completely shut, which it's normally only half open. So I slowly and quietly opened the door and saw Luke in his bed with the sheets pulled up to where only his eyes were peeking out and they were wide open. I walked over to him to see if he was ok and noticed the smell of chocolate. I asked what he was eating and he replied, "cheese." I then pulled back the covers and see that he helped himself to a chocolate chip cookie and snuck it back into bed with him.

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While decorating our Christmas tree Luke pulled out a Noah's Ark ornament and excitedly said, "Look - it's Oah's Nark!"

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Taylor wasn't able to locate his iphone so I told him to check with Luke who likes to sneak off and play with it. Taylor went to Luke's room, looked under his bed, and sure enough it was there. I asked Luke why Taylor found his iphone under his bed and he replied, "I don't know, it magically appeared there."

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Carson has a habit of eating his food really fast. The other night I made a ham for dinner and as usual Carson started shoveling his food in. Without thinking of what I was saying, I told him to stop being like a pig when you eat your ham. How cheesy is that?!

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You can tell our boys have a Wii game system. The other day they were at the gym in the play room and were playing a baseball game on an old Playstation 2. They kept swinging the remote even though it wasn't necessary. My boys are programmed in Wii-mode and there's no reversing that!

My List.

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Sat, 12 Dec 2009 21:21:00 +0000

Third from the left. It's simple really. I'm not asking too much.

Fine, if I can't have that, then I'll settle for this sweet thing.

I think she would make a perfect birthday or even Christmas present, don't you?

Come on Santa, I've been a good girl this year!

Lesson learned (the hard way)

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Thu, 03 Dec 2009 02:48:00 +0000

I could have titled this so many different ways, but the bottom line is that I've learned my lesson and I had to learn it the hard way.

The other night I noticed a girl at the gym put on this brace type of contraption around her waist before doing step class. I thought it was a back brace of some sort. After class she took it off and I was curious. I asked her what she used it for and she told me it was a sweat band. It helps shed excess water weight and also helps compress and support the abdomen.

After having 3 children, I could use all the extra support I can get in my belly, so I thought I would give it a try, especially since it only cost me $5. It was very comfortable and I could feel the warmth as soon as I put it on, which was nice since it was a chilly day. I've worn back braces in the past and this was a similar feel compression wise, but much more comfortable.

My trial run during the day went great and I decided to keep it on during the class I taught in the evening. I was a little concerned that it would inhibit my movement, but I was very pleased and comfortable throughout each exercise and could hardly tell it was on until I started sweating.

During the abs section I could feel it sliding around a bit and a few air pockets formed. Luckily the music volume concealed any noise from the belt. I continued through each different exercise and towards the end I had worked up a good sweat, more than normal I thought. This is the moment I took a glance at myself in the mirror and was horrified at what I saw.

It totally looked like I had peed my pants! I was so embarrassed. Apparently all the abdominal sweating I was doing wasn't actually being absorbed into the belt, but gravity was taking it down south. It was ridiculous. And of course it didn't help that I had on a gray pair of workout pants. That totally accentuated the pee look.

After class I immediately took off the belt, put it away, and tied my shirt around my waist. A few members came up to me afterwards and I explained my dilemma. Of course I had to laugh at myself, and jokingly I vowed next time I would remember to wear my Depends.

Why is it that I have to learn lessons the hard (and embarrassing) way?

From a kid's perspective

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Tue, 17 Nov 2009 21:10:00 +0000

It's been awhile since I blogged about the cute and funny things my boys say and do. I love the outlook kids have on life. Some days I wish I could relive and experience that same point of view. But as an adult I can just sit back and cherish these moments and document them to enjoy for years to come.

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(10-5-09)

Six year old Carson is a big football fan, but is still figuring out the different teams. One day the Cincinnati Bengals were playing, but Carson called them the "Dang-gors."

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(10-13-09)

Jason and I were talking about how cold it was outside and he said his toes were cold. Four year old Luke, listening in on our conversation while playing his DS, said in a casual voice, "My nuts are cold."

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(10-15-09)

While putting away dishes, I got a measuring cup stuck in the drawer. Being a conscious mother, I yelled out, "Oh Poop!" Luke was sitting nearby and defensively said, "I didn't poop!"

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(11-3-09)

We were sitting around the dinner table having a conversation and Carson was talking about his day at school. In a sad tone he said, "Mom, I missed you and I almost cried today." Then very matter-of-factly he replied, "But I got over it."

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(11-11-09)

Carson woke up with a stomach ache which turned into vomiting and diarrhea. After his 3rd episode of liquid poop (sorry to be so descriptive) I looked in the toilet and said, "Hey, that looks like a worm." Carson replied in a seriously disgusted voice, "Ewww, gross, I don't eat worms!"

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(11-17-09)

I took Luke out to lunch with me at one of my favorite burger joints, Five Guys. While we were sitting and having our lunch, one of the workers was on his lunch break and was eating his burger and fries. Luke noticed this and in a very concerned manner he said, "Hey, that worker is eating other people's lunches!"

Take that stains!

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Sun, 15 Nov 2009 17:21:00 +0000

With all the working out that I do, it is inevitable that sweat and I go hand in hand (or should I say armpit in armpit). I normally like to wear dark colored shirts, but there are times when I wear a white shirt, and it never fails that I get perspiration stains under the arms. In the past I would just throw out the shirt, but that is such a waste of money. I've researched ways to remove the stains with some at home treatments and in doing so, I came across this amazing website.

What are some of your stain removal tips and tricks? I'm always looking for great cleaning advice.

Also, click here to find a ton of other cleaning and organizing tips.

Is it a Perspiration Stain or Deodorant/Antiperspirant Stains?

It can sometimes be confusing as to whether that underarm or armpit stain is from perspiration or deodorant/antiperspirant. If the stain is yellow or green in color and has a crunchy or crispy texture, it’s due to perspiration. If the stain, however, is white or clear with a greasy texture, it’s due to the antiperspirant and should be treated as a grease stain with the appropriate solvent.

Step Away from the Bleach!

Although it’s counterintuitive, chlorine bleach is one of the worst things you can use to treat perspiration stains, even on white cotton fabric. The chlorine in household bleach will react with the proteins in the perspiration and cause the remaining stain to darken even further. You thought the pale yellow stains gave you pause – just wait until your collar and underarms are almost mustard in color!

Stain Removal Option #1 – Start Simple with Detergent

There are so many great liquid laundry detergents on the market today that specialize in treating tough protein stains; the simplest first step in removing perspiration stains is to use liquid laundry detergent. We recommend using one that’s labeled as having oxygenated powers or concentrating in protein-based stains such as food and grass stains. Treat the affected area with full-strength liquid laundry detergent and let sit for 30 minutes. Launder as usual and air dry.

Stain Removal Option #2 – Solar-Powered Stain Removal

If liquid laundry detergent alone doesn’t remove those nasty perspiration stains, try it combined with the ultimate natural treatment option, the sun. Dampen the affected area and treat it thoroughly with full-strength detergent. Then lay the item out in the sun. Be sure to check on the garment regularly and keep it damp with a misting bottle. After a full afternoon in the sun, launder on cool and air dry.

Stain Removal Option #3 - Hydrogen Peroxide to the Rescue

With white fabrics, hydrogen peroxide is one of the best possible solutions for perspiration stain removal. The hydrogen peroxide will react with the proteins in the perspiration and break them apart, helping to prevent the gradual darkening of the area over time. Hydrogen peroxide is, however, like chlorine bleach in its whitening properties. It’s therefore to be approached with extreme caution around colored fabrics.

You can use the hydrogen peroxide either full-strength or diluted to half-strength (half water, half hydrogen peroxide). Since less is more, we recommend always starting with half-strength and adding more if necessary. Pour your hydrogen peroxide solution onto the stain and allow it to soak for 30 minutes. Launder on cool and air dry. If the stain remains, soak it for another 30 minutes in a stronger solution (more hydrogen peroxide).

Stain Removal Option #4 – Vinegar and Water

If hydrogen peroxide is too harsh for your colored fabric, another option that is usually safer for colors is a solution of vinegar and water. Use 1 Tablespoon of white vinegar and a half-cup of water to clean out stubborn perspiration stains. Allow the affected area to soak for 20-30 minutes, and then launder on cool.

Stain Removal Option #5 – Cream of Tartar and Aspirin

If you just can’t get the stains out with detergent, hydrogen peroxide, or vinegar, make a paste to scrub in with your old toothbrush. The paste is formed with 1 Tablespoon of Cream of Tartar, 3 crushed aspirins (full-strength, ensure that they’re white and have no colored coating), and a cup of warm water. Use the old toothbrush to work the paste into the fabric, and then leave for 20 minutes. Rinse the affected area in warm water until the paste is removed. This treatment and rinse cycle can be repeated as necessary.

Perspiration stains can turn your favorite shirt into the one you reach for only when everything else is dirty. But this doesn’t have to happen. Reclaim your favorite shirts by removing perspiration stains without sweating much at all!

Halloween Crew 2009

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Sun, 01 Nov 2009 01:35:00 +0000

And what a combination they were. I present to you the Ninja, the old man (Ghetto style), and the police officer. Each of them choose their own costumes this year.

Halloween Revisited

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Sun, 01 Nov 2009 00:30:00 +0000

This post was originally posted last Halloween (2008) and thought it would be fun to revisit some past Halloween moments:

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Happy Halloween everyone! I wish you and your families a fun-filled, sugar-high, spooky night of fun. What are your little ghost and goblins dressing up as tonight as you make your way around the neighborhood?

I thought it would be fun to recall some of the past Halloween costumes I and my family have worn.

What were some of your favorites when you would dress up for Halloween? It's such a fun time of year where you can be a "kid" again.

Most recently, last year my golf course costume (which won me first place in a contest!)

Also, last year at our Mommy's Group Halloween Party.
I was a one-horned devil a.k.a. "One Horny Devil"

Here is the family in 2003 as the Scooby Doo Gang.

I still can't believe I convinced my husband to spray paint his hair and tie a ~~scarf~~ ascot around his neck. He's a true sport! Gotta love that Halloween spirit.

Here I am in 2001 with my skeleton son and Devil dog daughter. I love this picture and had to include it even though I didn't dress up that year.

1999 - My Alanis Morissette obsession phase (that lasted too long). Along with my son the cow. What a combination.

And here are the happy dead bride and groom in 1998. These costumes were so much fun.

And what dead bride and groom wouldn't be complete without their offspring Cookie Monster son?

Now we jump way back to the past to 1985. I am the Gizmo creature from the movie Gremlins (that my super talented Dad sewed from scratch) and my best bud Jenny the clown is pictured next to me. Some neighbor we didn't even know invited us into their house to take our picture. Luckily it was a lot safer back then than it is this day in age and we both lived to tell the story.

Oh yes, the punk rocker chick in 1986. I had aspirations! Check out those jelly bracelets!

And every girls dream - to be a ~~ditzy~~ cheerleader back in 1987.

That concludes my caught-on-camera Halloween costumes. I hope you've enjoyed this blast from the past. I know I sure did.

Have a fun and Happy Halloween.

Football or Bust!

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Sun, 25 Oct 2009 18:03:00 +0000

Apparently my 6 year old thinks I'm the bust mom.

Sweet.

You gotta love phonetic spelling.

The letter H

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Thu, 15 Oct 2009 15:47:00 +0000

Today's letter of the day is brought to you by Luke.

It was letter H day at preschool. Each child was to wear a crazy hat. Luke choose a motorcycle helmet - how clever. They had a healthy snack and worked on their H homework.

I picked Luke up after school and he handed me his papers from the day. I looked over them and was happy with his handiwork. He continued to tell me about the sound that the letter H makes, "hhhhaa."

"Very good," I replied and continued to say words that began with the h sound making sure I enunciated the beginning h sound of each word, "hhhhouse, hhhat, hhhelp."

Luke gave it a try and responded, "hhhhzebra."

We'll keep working on that letter H.

Battle scars

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Mon, 12 Oct 2009 23:01:00 +0000

First, it was the end of April when Luke slipped off the couch-fort him and his brothers made and smacked his chubby little cheek on the coffee table causing a nasty gash. It didn't phase him much.

Then there was a bee sting 3 weeks ago that left his poor little ear red and swollen. There were no apparent stingers, so a good icing and a some motrin and he was good to go.

Or so I thought.

(He was not too happy about this event and told me that bees are no longer his friend.)

A week later he complained of his ear being hot and itchy. I called the doctor's office and they felt he should come in to be seen. We find out that his ear was infected and gets put on an antibiotic for a week. That seemed to do the trick.

Then 2 days ago the boys were riding their bikes in circles in the garage. Luke made a quick turn and down he went smacking his forehead onto the hard concrete floor. He's got a nice shiner to show for it.

This boy sure has had his share of battle scars the past few months. And through it all, he's still such a cutie-pie!

Homemade is best.

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Sun, 11 Oct 2009 00:18:00 +0000

So, even though we have one of these in our backyard and it was a beautiful fall day today,

My oldest son and a neighbor friend decided to create this in the basement instead:

Boys!

Put some clothes on.

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Thu, 08 Oct 2009 18:47:00 +0000

I was searching around the other day for new ab workout ideas and came across some old workout video tapes (yes, as in VHS). Back in the day before I became a gym rat I did these videos in the comfy privacy of my ~~pajamas~~ home.

For old times sake (and a really good laugh) I put in my Arms and Abs of Steel video from 1992.

Wow.

The workout was pretty good and I am going to ~~steal~~ use a few of her moves, but the outfit and the hair and the music and did I mention the outfit?

O.M.G!

The box should seriously have had a warning label on it. WARNING: Bad feathered bangs sticking out of a cycling hat straight from the 80's, bright blinding white workout shoes with stretched out tube socks, and lack of clothing. She had on a green sports bra - ok I get that, even though you wouldn't catch me wearing one by itself. But seriously, panty hose and a matching green thong! What?!?!

Luke was sitting with me watching it and I felt like I should have been covering his eyes. His comment said it all. He asked, "Mom, why is that lady naked?"

Priceless.

How to tell your man you love him.

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Wed, 07 Oct 2009 00:20:00 +0000

Today in the mail came a package of coupons. I thumbed through them expecting the same old advertisements and anticipated throwing them all in the recycle bin.

But one coupon in particular sparked my interest.

So apparently they are marketing this new chocolate covered bacon to men. What? We women don't love bacon too? Maybe the carnivorous men are more apt to devour this new concoction. But hurry it's limited time only - just in time for Sweetest Day! There's no better way to say "I love you honey" than fat lard covered in chocolate.

And if you happen to miss your once in a lifetime opportunity to indulge yourself with this ~~artery clogging~~ delectable delight, I happened to find a chocolate covered bacon recipe so you can do it yourself. Now that would be a memorable way to celebrate Sweetest Day.

Bacon and chocolate = the way to win a man's heart (via stomach).

I suppose a side of antacid would be a nice compliment to this "treat."

Us American's will dip anything in chocolate. To your health!

Excuse you Luke.

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Fri, 18 Sep 2009 00:43:00 +0000

Luke watches his video over and over again and gets the biggest kick out of it.

Substitute

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Tue, 08 Sep 2009 11:02:00 +0000

It's so easy in life to substitute one thing for another whether it be good or bad. There's always a need/want that wants/needs to be filled.

I'm not trying to get "deep" here or anything, but I did want to make a confession. I've been doing a lot of substitutions.

And it's all Facebooks fault.

You see this little ol' blog of mine hasn't seen much action these past few months. You could say I fell off the hypothetical blog-wagon and that would be half true. Time and energy just haven't made blogging a priority in my life.

But I have Facebook and that has provided me with an outlet to briefly get those quirky thoughts that would have normally evolved into a blog post out of my head. And that's a good thing in one sense.

I like having the option of stating what's on my mind for the whole Facebook world of my friends to see, not that it's anything of importance, but usually a random thought here and there.

So, just to recap for any of you who read my blog and are not listed as a friend of mine on Facebook, here are my "what's on your mind" posts, or my "mini-blogs" for the month of August.

The sandbox is SO overrated!
Taste of Cleveland wasn't all I thought it would be. Oh well. Up next, Popcorn Fest.
Has anyone used Skype before?
Went to check on Luke who was playing with chalk in the driveway, and I asked him what he was doing. He replied, "I'm chalking." I didn't know you could use that word as a verb, but I guess when you're 4 it's quite alright and pretty cute if you ask me.
Skipped step class tonight to have dinner with the family and in-laws at Cheesecake Factory - no regrets!
Wow my muscles could use a massage right about now.
Watching the movie Bridge To Terabithia with my boys. Looks like I don't have to wash my eye make up off tonight. Geesh!
A cupcake and coffee for breakfast. Not a bad way to start the day.
I almost had a panic attack. I thought I ran out of wine. But I'm good now.
At doctor's office waiting to get Carson's cast off. (August 26th)
Anyone want to take a guess as to how many infections were found on my oldest son's computer? Go on, give it a try.
So the correct answer is 368! Ridiculous. Needless to say, the computer is dead and is not getting fixed.
So I asked my 6 y.o. if he was excited for his 1st day of school tomorrow and he replied, "I hope I don't have to sit next to any girls." Typical response from a 1st grade boy.
I am so hooked on hummus.
Today's equation: Humidity + a whack job haircut = mushroom head = eternal ponytails.
My 4 y.o. just pointed at a martini glass and asked why I don't use that one? I said, "because it's for martinis." And he replied, "Oh, it's for your teenies."
Went to the Dr. and found out I have some type of eye infection and have to wear my glasses for the next week. I hope they stay on my face when I'm jumping around at the gym.
Enjoyed a good 2 hours at the gym tonight and subbed a few classes. Good times. Wine and bed. Goodnight!
Heading up to Chicago for the Edwin concert tonight!
Will someone come over and clean my house for me please? I'm just not in the mood.
$75 and 2 cuts later, I'm still not happy with my hair. Ugh. I miss my Indiana hair stylist.
Just popped in the movie "The Goonies" - and in 80's style I am watching it via VHS tape. Am I authentic or what?!?!
Chop, chippity, chop, chop.....
To chop or not to chop? That is my question.
Was greeted by a snake and a toad while sitting outside in the front yard this evening. Sorry Becky for screaming in your ear when we were on the phone!
I should still be sleeping, but my mind is running. Looks like it's coffee time.
Lovin' the Cherry Kiss Martinis tonight - thanks Kristin - wish you were here!
Just watched "I am Legend." I think I may have some bad dreams tonight.
Oh sunshine, how I adore thee.
Woke up to a yard full of trash and toilet paper. Gotta love those rascals, I mean adolescents.
Wishes someone would just buy our house already.
Ready for a shower and a tall glass of water!

Some things should not be bought in bulk.

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Mon, 07 Sep 2009 20:44:00 +0000

Such as syrup.

You may be asking yourself, "but why not?"

This is why not.

It's not very fun trying to clean up a full 1/2 gallon of sticky, gooey, ant-inviting syrup that spilled all over the kitchen floor and under the refrigerator.

So not cool!

Luke thought he would make himself a waffle and climbed up the cabinet to reach the syrup that was on the top shelf. It slipped right out of his hands and BAM - the plastic bottle burst open. Ugh!

Even after the tedious clean up process, the floor still has a tacky feel to it and our kitchen is permeated with the smell of maple.

The last time Luke tried to make himself a snack all by himself this is what happened.

Can you even guess what that is a picture of?

That would be a burnt corn dog with the plastic wrapper melted around it.

Not being able to read yet, he pushed whatever button looked right to him. 4 minutes later - ta da - burnt carcinogen on a stick.

Tomorrow is his first day of preschool. I hope he doesn't get put on snack duty.

Time to get up!

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Tue, 25 Aug 2009 11:16:00 +0000

It's only day two of the new school year and I am struggling to adjust to waking up to an alarm clock. 6:15 rolls around way too fast!

I had this ancient alarm clock from the 80's that was on it's final days. Luckily last week I attempted to practice waking up early. I wasn't very successful, but I tried. Hubby asked me why I didn't get up when the alarm went off. I told him that I must have set it wrong because it didn't go off. But he insisted it did and I just didn't hear it.

The next day I made sure it was set properly and sure enough, it did go off, but the alarm noise that's supposed to be loud and piercing was a muted, silent beckoning. My alarm clock was being polite. I'm all about being courteous, especially in the early morning hours, but in order for a clock to do it's job I need loud and abrasive.

So I went out and bought a new alarm clock yesterday. And it does the job. But the snooze button is a bit too convenient. I could place the clock across the room so that it would make me get out of bed to shut if off, but then I wouldn't be able to see it without putting my glasses on and that's just plain irritating. I'm as blind as a bat. If it's not in front of my face, it doesn't exist. Sad, but true.

The alarm went off this morning with it's loud and obnoxious beeping and smack dab in the middle is the largest button on the device - snooze. Yep, so I hit that bad boy about 3 times and each time I gently fell back asleep. What a lovely feeling, that is until the irritating beeping wakes me back up. At least it's doing it's job. And maybe some day I won't need it any longer, but until that day the clock and I will have a love hate relationship.

Best Laugh I've had in a Long Time!

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Tue, 11 Aug 2009 17:39:00 +0000

I am sure this has been going around for awhile now, but I honestly felt like I had an intense ab workout after watching this video. I even had to wipe the tears from my eyes - it was that good.

It's the news anchors that make it even funnier.

Nothing's going to hold him back.

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Sun, 09 Aug 2009 23:46:00 +0000

It's been almost three weeks since Carson fell and broke his arm.

And one would think a cast from the knuckles up to one's armpit would slow them down quite a bit - not my child.

I am so impressed with this boy's positive attitude and the ways he works around the cast. Some days I forget he even has one on and I think he does too. He is still adamant about keeping it "blue" meaning he does not want anyone to sign it. And occasionally he'll talk about when the time comes to have it taken off. He does express a bit of concern and thinks they are going to use a chain saw to remove it taking his arm along with it. I've assured him that his arm will remain attached to his body.

Wednesday we have an appointment to have it checked and get another x-ray to see how well the bone is mending. From there it may be 3 more weeks of the cast, unfortunately not in time for the first day of school.

Maybe by then he'll be ready for some autographs and artwork.

Times sure have changed.

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Wed, 29 Jul 2009 01:11:00 +0000

Luke, being 4 years old, still has issues with keeping dry. He gets so wrapped up in what he's doing that he'll forget to take potty breaks unless I remind him to.

After the gym this evening we decided to meet up with some friends for dinner. After we were done eating I noticed Luke's pants were damp. We came home and I cleaned him up for the night, but was quite frustrated.

I asked Luke, "What is it going to take to get you to remember to stop and use the potty before it's too late?"

He replied, "I don't know."

So I said, "What if I buy you something? How about that?" Thinking he'd really go for that idea and ask for candy or a small toy, etc.

You know what my 4 year old boy said he wanted?

An ipod!

There's a birthday boy in da house!

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Thu, 23 Jul 2009 12:58:00 +0000

T - thoughtful, thinker, tranquil, talented

A - affectionate, advanced, adventurous, accomplished

Y - youthful, yield to authority

L - leader, loving, loyal

O - organized, observant, outstanding, original

R - resourceful, respectful, reliable

Today we celebrate the special person you are Taylor, and wish you a fun filled 12th birthday.

You gave us the privilege of becoming parents for the first time and we've enjoyed all the firsts of parenthood that we have experienced with you. You have been such a joy in our lives.

You also have such a wonderful spirit about you and never miss an opportunity to pull a quick one on your parents. Your humor and zest for life are a breath of fresh air and bring a smile to our face.

I see a bright and promising future for you my son. The sky is the limit. Live out your dreams and don't settle for anything less because you deserve the best that life has to offer.

We love you and are so proud of everything you do. We feel honored to call you our son.

Hugs and kisses on your special day today!

Love,

Mom and Dad

Boy + Tree = ER

noreply@blogger.com (Lynette3boys) — Wed, 22 Jul 2009 12:29:00 +0000

Summer just wouldn't be complete without a trip to the emergency room.

That is exactly where Carson and I spent 4 hours last night after he fell when swinging from a tree limb in our front yard. I was in the driveway vacuuming the van and didn't see it happen. Fortunately, Taylor was outside and walked him over to me. His arm was red in the crook of his elbow so I brought him inside, had him lay down on the couch and applied ice.

In the pit of my stomach I had a feeling that this accident would require a trip to the ER. And this would be the first trip for Carson. The last (and first) time we made a visit to the ER for one of our boys was when Taylor was 2 years old and had croup. So we had a nice quiet span of close to 10 years without any incidents. That is a pretty good record for a family with 3 ~~crazy~~ busy boys.

I sent the other 2 boys to the neighbors house and called Jason at work to tell him what was going on. He left work in the middle of a huge downpour that was going on in Cleveland, but made it home safely.

Carson was very nervous and in pain - not a fun combination. While we were waiting, an older lady who was on a bed was wheeled past us. Carson looked at her and back at me and asked, "Is that lady half dead?"

We finally got in for x-rays 2 1/2 hours later at which this point the pain my poor boy had to endure was really taking a toll on him. The technician asked if anyone had given him any pain meds, but of course not - that would be too practical of a thing to do. After 5 grueling x-rays they put us in a room, gave him a temporary cast/splint, and FINALLY gave him some pain meds. It did end up being a fracture in the area of his elbow joint, which they said was an odd location for a break to happen. After that we were sent on our way home.

The medication seemed to kick in right away and Carson turned into a little chatterbox. He asked me if I was happy that he didn't pass out and he also told me he liked how nice I was being to him. As if I'm not that nice all the time - come on!

I treated him to Burger King since he was starving and had not eaten since lunch. Then we came home to settle him in for the night. I went back out to try and find a pharmacy that was still open at 10:30 pm. I had no such luck and came back home after a half hour of driving around.

Carson slept fairly well as we had him set up on a mattress in our room so that I could keep an eye and ear on him. Every hour or so he would call my name and would want me to adjust his pillows, but for the most part he did very well.

We went to get his 'permanent' cast in place this morning along with filling his prescription and that was pretty much non-eventful, thankfully.

Now we wait 6 weeks - and try to keep an active boy at bay. Any suggestions on how to do that? And the itching in the cast has already begun. It's going to be a long countdown. I may need my own Rx.