Doing my girls hair used to be a struggle. Jenna would wiggle and squirm, Marielle would whine that I was brushing too hard. Recently I've wised up as a mother and now doing hair is a delight. I call, "Time to do hair!" and the girls run to the computer." We go to Sesame Street online to watch short videos that range from about one to five minutes -- perfect length to distract without introducing TV watching into our morning routine. On Sunday morning, we switch it up a bit and watch clips from the Mormon Channel on YouTube. Today we saw one that was so cute I just had to share.
If you want to brighten your morning (or afternoon or evening) or keep your kids captivated for 2 minutes and 55 seconds, give it a watch. The pairing of classic music and happy faces is just too cute.
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Home for Sale
Ryan and I decided to dabble a little in investment property to earn a little side income. If you know of anyone looking to move to beautiful Santa Barbara, here's the listing:
This charming spring cottage nestled on a tinfoil platform is not only pleasing to the eye, but constructed from the best materials.
Built in 16th century style, this one (bed)room, no bath home comes complete with a swimming pool and immaculate landscaping.
You'll be living the sweet life and keeping your neighborhood green -- this house has solar panels installed and ready to go!
A vintage red brick walkway will welcome you home. Hurry because this home just won't last!
This charming spring cottage nestled on a tinfoil platform is not only pleasing to the eye, but constructed from the best materials.
Built in 16th century style, this one (bed)room, no bath home comes complete with a swimming pool and immaculate landscaping.
You'll be living the sweet life and keeping your neighborhood green -- this house has solar panels installed and ready to go!
A vintage red brick walkway will welcome you home. Hurry because this home just won't last!
Monday, May 9, 2011
Cute Kids
False Lyrics
Marielle and I were driving to store on Saturday to do a little Mother's Day shopping. The song Desperado came on the radio. Knowing not to talk while the song played, Marielle waited until the final note faded and then remarked, "Dad, that song is not true. It is never too late to let somebody love you."
Rex as a Verb
When Marielle saw this picture:
Her surprise overrode her ability to articulate and she blurted out, "Jenna was pregnant! And we didn't even Rex."
Happiness
Tonight at the end of FHE, as we do every week, we colored. Jenna hoarded all the Crayola Twistables. I'd ask her for one, and she'd grin at me, say "mine" and swing them out of my reach. Finally, I found one that had escaped her notice in the crayon bucket. I started to color with it, and it drove Jenna crazy. She reached across the table, practically laying on her side stretching, "Da-hy. Mine. Da-hy! Mine!" I offered to trade, but all I got were eye slits. Finally she started begging, "Da-hy, peas. Peas. Peas!" I've never seen her so happy as when she got that 9th crayon in her chubby little fingers.
Marielle and I were driving to store on Saturday to do a little Mother's Day shopping. The song Desperado came on the radio. Knowing not to talk while the song played, Marielle waited until the final note faded and then remarked, "Dad, that song is not true. It is never too late to let somebody love you."
Rex as a Verb
When Marielle saw this picture:
Her surprise overrode her ability to articulate and she blurted out, "Jenna was pregnant! And we didn't even Rex."
Happiness
Tonight at the end of FHE, as we do every week, we colored. Jenna hoarded all the Crayola Twistables. I'd ask her for one, and she'd grin at me, say "mine" and swing them out of my reach. Finally, I found one that had escaped her notice in the crayon bucket. I started to color with it, and it drove Jenna crazy. She reached across the table, practically laying on her side stretching, "Da-hy. Mine. Da-hy! Mine!" I offered to trade, but all I got were eye slits. Finally she started begging, "Da-hy, peas. Peas. Peas!" I've never seen her so happy as when she got that 9th crayon in her chubby little fingers.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Heaven?
I love bread. I inhale carbs faster than most kids do Halloween candy. In fact, I don't think any meal is complete without a bread, a biscuit, a roll or at least a tortilla. So this morning, when I woke up to this:
I was sure I was in heaven. That is until MK said, "I made bread this morning and it turned out better than it ever has. So don't eat it."
I guess bread-watching is the new Mullen family sport. I feel like a 5 year-old with a marshmallow in front of me.
I was sure I was in heaven. That is until MK said, "I made bread this morning and it turned out better than it ever has. So don't eat it."
I guess bread-watching is the new Mullen family sport. I feel like a 5 year-old with a marshmallow in front of me.
Monday, May 2, 2011
Lost Babies!!
Please help. Somewhen back in 2007 we lost these two babies:
Thankfully, last weekend we found these two cute kids in their place:
They are pretty cute as their charming, bike-riding, four-and-a-half year-old selves, but it's not quite the same. What is a parent to do?
Thankfully, last weekend we found these two cute kids in their place:
They are pretty cute as their charming, bike-riding, four-and-a-half year-old selves, but it's not quite the same. What is a parent to do?
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