Like Mother, Like Daughter

This phrase is true in more ways than one. I inherited my mom's hips (not that yours are bad, mom!), her extremely wide feet (my hubby calls them Fred Flinstone feet), and maybe, just maybe I tend to stress a little too much - just like my mom.

Well, I'm pretty sure Anna is going to end up with all of the above PLUS some.

Today Anna started a kitchen fire.

And yes, I have been known to have started a few of those in my days.

To make a scary story a little less scary, this is how it all went down.

T outside building a fence.

Kids outside freezing.

Send kids inside. Owen watch Anna.

T check on kids every few minutes.

Owen runs out screaming the microwave is burning.

T runs in. Anna on chair by microwave.

Flames inside & smoke everywhere.

Granola bar inside microwave is now a pile of ashes.

Not exaggerating at all.

As soon as I find my camera, I will post pics of the whole disaster.

Not sure how long the granola bar was cooking...

I came home at 4:00 to a house with all the windows wide open. Heater off, and house is 54 degrees. Still smells like burnt granola bar. Mint chocolate chip to be exact. Gross.

I am so extremely grateful that Anna didn't open the microwave door. The flames would have hit her little face and it would have been disastrous.

Cute little Owen told dad what was going on, then ran out to the pine tree, where he has been instructed to meet us if there ever is a fire.

I am just glad that everyone is safe. And maybe, just maybe... I can use my flinstone feet to walk my wide hips down to Costco and buy a new microwave... :)

small t's, birthdays, and dogs

A few things I need to get out:

1. Owen is dead set on having a lemonade stand SOON. Like TODAY. I keep putting him off, 'cause it's not warm enough yet! But tonight, it's planned. He was on a roll. He found a stake and a hammer, and pounded it into the grass outside. We then made a sign. He wanted "lemonade stand" and I wanted "snack stand" ('cause we're going to have snacks as well!). So we ended up with "Lemonade & Snack Stand." Anyhow, Owen was writing his small letter "t" and said,

"Mom, if some little kid comes to our lemonade stand, he might think this small "t" is an "x" and if he does, I'll just tell him that it's not really an "x" - it's just a small "t.""

Cracked me up. It was actually a little more dramatic and he went off about it a bit more than I explained. We then got the table outside and two chairs all set up. All we need now is some sun, balloons (to tell people we're having a sale), some fliers taken around, and some people to come!!

2. It's T's birthday today and he is working at the station. On the ambo. Had to go to the Jr. High for an assembly, and the whole darn school sang "happy birthday" to him. Twice! We took him some balloons, a poster, some treats, and his favorite cake. The kids sang to him and helped him blow out his candles. I love you, babe!!

3. Charlie keeps jumping out of the kennel - over the 8 foot vinyl fence. She is in heat right now, AND she beat up my Tess dog the other day, so she's been chained up. I felt bad for her, and unchained her tonight while she was eating. Was supposed to chain her back up before I came into the house, and forgot. Next thing I know, there is barking. Oh shit! I went out there, and couldn't find her. Damn dog. I got a flashlight and looked in all the dog houses, just to make sure. No Charlie. It's freaking 30 degrees. Owen comes with, and we start looking. All over the freaking neighborhood, and field. ONE HOUR of looking and yelling for her. T is SO PISSED. Has to bring his crew over to help. Ready to kill her if she DOES come back... We finally give up. I went out to the kennel to triple check, and found her hiding in one of the boxes. I had to drag her out. She did NOT want to get chained up again, I guess. So annoying. BAD. Owen was cute to help, though... what a little trooper!

Spring...

Brings mud on my sidewalks.

And in the house.

But I love it anyway.

Means kids outside running & laughing.

Learning to ride bikes.

Feeling a bit more free!

Sunshine coming in the windows.

A brighter outlook on life.

And the first popsicle of the season!

I can't tell you how much I love spring.

Bring on the yard work and sunburns!

“It’s spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you’ve got it, you want – oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!” -Mark Twain