Cohen's birthday cake coming soon!

I enjoy making the kids' birthday cakes...I really need to take a class though! For Cohen's first birthday: a caterpillar. Second: a glove accompanied by a baseball for his uncle.

I have a great challenge this year. Cohen wants a motorcycle cake.

I stumbled on this UTube : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y_vTKfRYOHY


Not going to pull it off, maybe an idea or two. If it is this big...you all are invited to eat it!

Walkin' Shoes

Kennedy has been walking a little before her 10 month mark. I haven't put her in shoes, so she could get the balance thing down. However, she insisted on walking out into our parking lot...so I finally got her some. She has some hard feet to fit. Wide and short. This is what we found for now! Here she thinks she has to step over them.








Hey she is on the crosswalk!!!

Cohen said it...

Cohen was playing on the back porch. He knocked on the door. Instead of opening it to talk, I asked him what he needed. He said he had to tell me something (with the most concerned and wide-eyed face).


So I opened the door and he said, "Strangest people out there."


My response, "Oh there are the strangest people out there?"


"Yah!" and off to playing again.


Well, at least my son thinks he is normal. I guess we are doing something right! Ha!

Once a Tornado Warning...always a tornado posibility

Strange title. These pictures are a couple of months old, but I have been reminded of them as of late. A couple of months ago, we had some close calls on tornadoes. We had to take cover. They touched down 10-20 miles away. The kids are good sports. I don't have pictures of the second, because it was 6:15 in the morning, Kennedy and Taylin were pulled out of bed to be safe on the bottom floor. It was a little scary, but we felt safe and prepared...except that our food storage was upstairs!!!! We will have to reorganize and have it in the downstairs closet with us. Oh Food storage, one of our many weaknesses!






My constant reminder. Now that we have educated our children on tornadoes and getting in the closet...every time the wind blows with dark clouds in the sky, it could be a tornado. Yesterday we had to go somewhere, but Patricia (David's sister has been staying with us.) was staying home. I was being silly and said she had to make sure the house didn't blow away. Dumb move! They covered their heads like it was bad weather, nope clear as could be, and started on about tornado preparedness. They don't ever want to leave anyone behind. Today when we left Taylin said, "Piti is going to stay in case there is a tornado." Piti, we would never leave you if there was a tornado...nor would we go out into it. That concept will sink in later.

Welcome Home Kirsten

I have venutured out to find how many people love their dolls. The story begins with a doll from my childhood ( I think I was 14 when I recieved Kirsten as a gift). I handed down to Taylin. She is a little young for an American Doll (the recommended age is 8.). She loved her soooo much and wanted Kirsten by her side even when she was sick, so Kirsten was loved with some sickness (I will leave the details to Taylin.) Her hair needed a cleaning. Her hair was already a mess. The cleaning smelled good, but looks were rugged. I then ripped off her wig/hair thinking I could order or find some hair at the store. Boy was I wrong. My search began. I found several doll hospitals...amazing what they can repair and how much people love their dolls! I tried to avoid sending Kirsten back to American Doll...pricey...and Taylin is 4! Anywhere ended up being pricey with shipping, so we prepared Kirsten for her stay at the American Doll Hospital. It was actually sad. Due to the expense already, I wasn't going to buy a special box for an 18 inch doll. I use a shoe box...unfortunately I couldn't find someone with an 18 inch foot, or fortunately. So Kirsten was showing her flexability as she was folded in half to fit. To make the package even more interesting and save more money. I wrapped the shoe box in butcher paper that Taylin had traced her body. We faced that part in, but still...somebody was going to see it. On top of that, the label was a little mangled by Kennedy and the kids helped with taping. I am sure the doll hospital thought they would be seeing Kirsten again. Humor me!
Taylin was sweet and sincere when I asked her why Kirsten had to go...then when I got the camera out, she was a little goofy.

Four weeks later Kirsten returned. Little did we know she really returned three weeks, she had an extra stay at our apartment office that didn't leave a note. Taylin invited some friends over to welcome her home and eat cake. The boys were kind to participate in the event. They weren't sure why they were here, but they got cake! Kirsten is back with a gown, a hospital bracelet, a balloon, a certificate of health, a cleaning...oh and not only new hair, but a new head!
WELCOME HOME KIRSTEN!