What Happens When the Grandparents Come to Town

– Our three year old became bilingual and learned the Polish words for grandma, grandpa, and butt. In that order. Bonus points for using two of those in the same sentence.

– Abby now thinks it’s normal and perhaps even expected to wear no less than three pairs of socks and multiple shirts at once.

– It’s highly likely that we viewed every episode of House Hunters ever made. I did thoroughly enjoy watching and scrutinizing renovations on HGTV with my father 24/7. I feel motivated to retile my bathroom and shop for marble kitchen countertops.

A good time was had by all!! Thanks for coming, Grandma and Grandpa!!

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These Days at the Cozy House

We’re enjoying some lovely October weather at our house this week. We’re having a very lazy week, wearing lazy clothes, and living outside as much as possible. God bless sunny, warm fall days. And indoor tents from Grandma. After declaring the desire to sleep all night in the tent, the two year old lasted approximately 6 minutes in the tent before bailing to sleep in his own bed. The three year old organized and adjusted the tent’s living quarters no less than 12 times before finally deciding on an arrangement that suited her bedtime needs. Oh, and the tent takes up a good 63% of their bedroom. But it’s a darn lot of fun and that’s all we really care about around here these days.

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Apples to apples

In honor of my parents’ anniversary, I canned applesauce today.

Actually, those two events are entirely unrelated. They just both happened to be today.

But I did start on the 45+ pounds of apples. Oy. Homemade applesauce is so worth it, but that is one butt-kicking process. Especially with two littles underfoot.

Nonetheless, progress is being made. Fresh out of the canner are three different varieties. Bonus points for the Groves who recognize and know what the pink flavor is (it IS light pink, even though it looks like spaghetti sauce or something reddish).

YUUUUUUUUUUM.

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Tonight at the Cozy House

Let’s ignore how long it’s been since I last blogged and jump right into it.

Here’s what’s going on around our place lately.

– I did central Nebraska a favor today. I watered my garden; hence, it is now raining.

– There are seven new puppies at the cozy house. SEVEN. Put your dibs in now, folks.

– The three year old knows how to make coffee.

– The three year old can also officially “read” her first book. She has completely memorized “Felix Feels Better” word-for-word.

– The two year old is all things boy and cannot stop climbing and throwing and sprinting and farting and laughing about it.

– The wife is making a late night phone call, blabbing on the phone to her BFF while attempting to make life-changing yogurt.

– The husband may have just compared his wife and her BFF as “cackling hens” in regard to said conversation.

– The wife blames all cackling on her poor, crippled BFF, who is obviously starved for some entertainment since being laid-up with her newly broken foot. Life with crutches is no life for this girl.

There you go. Life at our place. Happy fall!

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How to Get Motivated When You Feel Like Staring at the Wall

I am struggling this week.  My to-do list is rapidly getting longer instead of shorter because I am having a hard time getting motivated to take care of business. 

I hate feeling like this.  Sluggish. Lazy. Unproductive. Uninspired.  Yuck. 

Like it or not, my stuff needs to be taken care of.  My to-do list doesn’t care whether or not I feel like moving from the couch.  So how do I go about feeling more energetic and productive when every fiber of my being is begging to just veg out and watch the latest Real Housewives re-runs?

1. I have to fight that lazy impulse.  Objects at rest tend to stay at rest.  When I feel like sloughing around the house, it’s time to take the kids out for a walk.  Or pop in a yoga video.  Watching tv is never as relaxing as I tell myself it’s going to be…it usually makes me feel brain dead and lethargic, and I definitely don’t need that going on when I’m feeling a little pitiful anyway.  So I make myself move around and fight the urge to lounge.

2. Eat protein.  A little pick me up.  Some dark chocolate from mommy’s stash.  A protein shake or smoothie.  Something with some staying power to get me through the morning or afternoon.

3. Tackle one thing off hat to-do list that I’m dreading the most.  Like mopping the filthy kitchen floors.  Once the hardest task is over with, the rest of the list is cake. 

4.  Break the to-do list into smaller, more manageable tasks.  Instead of doing my meal plan for two weeks, I could start with two days.  Smaller work loads are a whole lot less intimidating than big, involved tasks. 

5. Check my bedtime.  Going to bed at midnight and getting up at 6:00 am doesn’t work.  Sleep is important.  Of course I’m going to feel draining if I’m not getting the rest I need.  Suck it up, buttercup, and get thy bottom to bed on time. 

Ok.  Pep talk over.  Time to get to work. 

Painting with Water

The recent MOPS magazine had a great idea for kids…give them a bowl or bucket of water and a paintbrush and let them “paint” outside.

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I would just like to say that this seemingly simple idea is actually brilliant. What kid doesn’t like to paint?! And they could safely paint just snout everything: the house, porch, car, swing set. Abby actually “painted” every stepping stone on our rock path. Kept my kiddies occupied for quite a while on a hot summer day. Will definitely be trying this one again!

For Breakfast

Here’s what happens when mommy doesn’t get him breakfast soon enough…he finds a creative way to gain access to the banana chocolate bars we baked yesterday.

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They do taste better than cold cereal, I guess. 😉