Bee's Lego Tableau's

This one cracked me up because, as a three year old, he protected his soldiers' backs and made sure the grey one had a cup of coffee. It's the red square under the gun.

Bee is for cookies.

Bee's trying to tell his friend she has something on her face.

Spatula City..ity...ity...ity!

I walked into my bedroom and almost stepped on this. The Blair Kitsch Project? I guess Bee was playing spatula family. Right after he played Cayenne Ophthalmologist and had to be thrown in the tub. "I burn my-yelf!"

O Banksy! My Banksy!

Things you can learn about my family from this photo:

1. We don't watch our kids as closely as we should.
2. Bee likes to draw.
3. We need to keep more paper around.
4. We recycle.
5. We shop at Big Lots.
6. Bee needs a bath.

Kids Quilt

 

I'm almost done with the rag quilt for Hartwell's School's Silent Auction. I think it is sold rather than auctioned, but I'm not exactly sure.

I went to school yesterday with some muslin blocks and fabric markers for the kids to color. Miss Shelley had them draw a garden or bugs. It was really cute. Some kids said they couldn't draw, and Miss Shelley said, "You can draw a circle!" And I loved watching them draw bugs. The legs! The eyes! One little guy was absent, so I left the supplies so he wouldn't be left out. 

Hartwell just kind of scribbled and said, "I'm done." Which I think was due to his mom sitting right there. Little Bee had a super fun preschool day which made me want to sell my body so he could attend next year. (He has a late birthday and will still get 2 years of preschool, just not next year).

I just have to sew on one missing garden piece and then snip the edges and wash. Then it should look something like this. Please let it look like that.

My Little Cupcake-Things I Love Thurday!

 

I love a boy with a cupcake. A giant cupcake. That he chose himself. All pink and sprinkle-ie and topped with a cherry.

See More Things I Love Thursday at Diaper Diaries!

Love. Exciting and new...

I never got to show you the super cute drawing my mother-in-law did for Hartwell's Valentine Party. They were pdf's and I probably could have finagled something, but then this arrived in the mail. She sent the boys a valentine!

I wish you could see my face when I open things like this. It's so amazing to see a drawing of your kids made by someone who really loves them.

And it's so accurate! Hartwell is so loving. And Bee's hiding brass knuckles in his pocket.

Bee Embroidery Pattern

Pacific Standard Time

Trick or Treating!

It's their second year trick-or-treating and the first time they said both, "trick-or-treat!" and "thank you!" at the right times. Hartwell picked it right up, immediately yelling when the door was opened. Bee needed some prodding.

We went to Bungalow Heaven, a super cute area full of the most amazing little houses ever. So I got to look at architecture and the boys got some candy.

A lot of the houses had decorations, some with simple carved pumpkins, and one with an animatronic man with a bag on his head swinging from a tree. Like, pretty realistic creepy dead man. Not my favorite.

After every house, Hartwell tromped down the driveway and immediately grabbed Cousin Jessica's hand. And then would point to the next house and say, "Can we trick-or-treat there?"
I was worried they wouldn't want to go home, so I said, "Wanna go home now and eat your candy?"

Worked like a charm.


P.S. Earlier in the day:
Me: Hartwell, if you're sweet we can go trick-or-treating and get free candy...
Hartwell: I fink,...I want four candy.

I'm trouble ya'll

When these two put their heads together,...there is trouble.

Who's gonna shave me?

I thought Bee had jam on his face. I asked him, "Is that jam?" He left the room and came back and handed me a razor. "Here go, mama."

Boom - Shalaka

Bee running from an explosion. Why do I feel like I've just seen my future? Good luck to you, public school system.

Pasadena Museum of California Art parking garage. So graffiti-ie.

Bee got a Haircut!

And eats a banana.

I sleep, you sleep, we all sleep for ice cream!

Sometimes after playgroup even an ice cream sundae can't keep Bee from falling asleep. It's 4:30 and the bowl on the table is full of ice cream.

It's oh so quiet...

Looks like someone had the funnest playgroup ever.

P.S. Yes. I totally cleaned that nasty dog door after this.