We started the potty-training-in-3-days thing on April 17th. Supposedly you go through the program, and the child(ren) are then 100% potty training with no accidents including night time and nap time. It is straight up "cold turkey" plain cotton undies from the get go. We went into it knowing it would be a rough few days, but thought that this method would be the best for our family and circumstances in the long run. With Jon being gone so many hours out of the day, trying to train TWO boys at once, still tending to Gabe (who is nursing - therefore I can't drop everything and get two little guys to the potty in a moments notice), we need to get the most bang for our buck, per se. I HAD to do the hardest 3 days with Jon here. otherwise I KNEW that I would either give up or completely lose my mind.
Even with Jon here, poor Gabe got "neglected" a lot. Not really - but he's just didn't get near as much attention/cuddle time as he is accustomed and therefore has had to hang out in the swing a lot. But he made up for it by getting up about 5 or so times throughout the night during those three days! He's so rotten!
Anyway, Jon was able to stay home from work on Friday, April 17th, and we went for it. We had some good moments... and some not so good (messy) moments. (Think: the boys running to the bathroom after they have already started going on hard wood floors, and then slipping in the pee-pee! LOL!)
The morning of Day 2, Jon made the comment, "I feel like we are getting ready for Two-A-Days!" It is so true - it was not only mentally, but also physically challenging, as we would have to often pick up their almost 35 pound bodies and run them to the potty!
I had to call on (phone, message, email) a few friends for support/encouragement (thank you, ladies!). We then tweaked the program to include giving the boys suckers while they sat on the potty (to keep their little hinies planted on the potty seats). We did this because Caleb would tell us that he had to "pee-pee," go to the potty, sit down, then immediately jump up, clapping, telling us "all done-done!" (No, he had not yet gone!)
After Day 3, Jacob HAD IT down 100%! Caleb, as always, had to give me some problems. Caleb is so stubborn and strong willed, and always has been. I know that personality type has a lot of great qualities, but it sure is tough on the parents! At one point, I took Caleb off by himself and showed him a diaper, a Pull-Up, and cotton undies. I asked him to decided what he wanted, and told him that I would not be disappointed in him no matter what he chose. Thankfully, that worked and he got mad, saying "No diaper, UNDIES!" So, we continued on with undies. By Day 4, he too had it down.
The boys are actually wearing cotton undies for nap and bedtime too. So, YES, after 3 days, we got them 100% potty trained! We have used Pull-Ups on two occasions. The first week the boys had a dentist appointment, and I put them in those to prevent having to jump up from the dentist chair and run to the restroom. I didn't want to waste our dentist's valuable time for a false alarm... but in case it wasn't a false alarm, I didn't want to soak his chair! hahaha But, they did not pee-pee in the Pull-Ups even. (The other time I had to drive all three boys to Irving in the the rain in rush hour traffic. I thought it would be better to have that barrier rather than me trying to whip over to the side if the road in those conditions, risking an accident at the first shout of "pee-pee, Mommy!!")
On a funny side note, the Pull-Ups had Lightening McQueen on them, and Jacob LOVED it! He refused to take off his Pull-Up after we got home from the dentist, as he wanted to keep wearing the "Cars Undies." I called Jon at work, and he so graciously went to Wal-Mart on his way home to pick up some REAL Cars Undies. Jacob finally changed from the Pull-Up. He gets really upset when we go to the underwear drawer to find that the Cars Undies are dirty.
We very rarely have accidents now, and when we do it is almost always at night. (They each wet the bed about once a week or less at this point.) The only other problem is that they don't like to potty in public! I mean, who does though, right?! As of now, we have to take their potty seat in the van and walk outside our location to go in the parking lot. Jacob has gone in a public restroom a couple of times, but Caleb would rather hold it until he is crying before peeing in a public potty! That has caused a little challenge, but I guess it is better than them having accidents!
Anyway, so that is pretty much our potty training experience! Now we just have to work on little Gabriel... ;-)
Monday, June 1, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
Feeding Time at the Seastrunk Zoo!
I know that it has been over a month since my last blog! I suppose I left any readers out there hanging about how the potty training went. Just so you know, the boys have rocked potty traning, in my opinion! (Not counting Gabe, of course, we have used ZERO diapers and only about 4 pull-ups since April 17th - this DOES include nap time and bed time!) I'll post more about potty training later - I promise - but for now, I just want to rant while I have a free second or two... because it's my blog and I can, dang it! :-)
LIFE HAS BEEN REALLY, REALLY TOUGH LATELY!!!
I knew having three kids within 18 months would not be easy, but this has been ridiculous lately. Many days I just try to stay afloat until 7:00, when Jon finally gets home and provides back up.
People often make a statement which REALLY cracks me up: "Wow - I guess having ONE BABY is easy after having TWINS, right?" (Note: if you are one who has made this comment, no worries, as I see where you were coming from when making the comment. And don't feel silly, as MANY people have made it.)
YES, YES, YES, having one baby IS indeed easier than two babies, sure. BUT, the twins haven't gone anywhere! If the twins had just packed their stuff and moved out when little Gabe came along, YES, one baby would be much easier than raising twin babies. BUT, life is MUCH, MUCH more difficult with twin toddlers AND ONE BABY!!!
The highlight of most days is lunch. ("WUNCH," as the twinados would say) It's not my fun time of day here lately, and today was definitely no exception. Just a little bit about what occurs during my lunch hour...
I sneak out of the room to get the plates ready before the boys go to the table, in attempt to prevent a melt down. Usually one sees me and requests "wunch," nicely at first. I tell them that I am going to fix "wunch," and will let them know when it is ready. Some days this works. Other days, like today, they run to the kitchen, throw themselves dramatically at the kitchen gate, and scream "Mommmm-maaaaaa, WWWWUUUNNCHHH, PWWWEEEEESE...." As if they didn't just have a huge breakfast and snack earlier in the day. So I proceed to make their plates, carry on a conversation in attempt to distract, and try my best to ignore the screams. During this process, at least one of them ends up going to time out for throwing something my way, hitting/biting their brother, or some other offense.
As I am carrying them, kicking and screaming to time out, I do try to rationalize (haha), "you, know, the more you distract Momma from making your lunch, the longer it is going to take to get to your tummy."
So, 30 minutes (on average) later, I have completed a task which should only take 10 minutes or less, and all four of our plates are ready to go. (Yes, Gabe is eating with us now - with my help.)
We then walk to the table, touching the stove, pantry, refrigerator, and every other interesting thing along the way. THEY want to be the ones to climb up and buckle their own booster seats - and SHREAK if I dare try to help, in attempt to speed up the process.
We say our prayer - "Food, faith, and forgiveness, AMEN!" (a shortened, toddler, easier to say version of the Lord's Prayer) - and get the plates. If all goes well, they say "Thank you, Momma," and eat. Yes, this does happen some days... and then there are days like today.
"Noooo....," Jacob screams, as he throws a spoonful of Mac and Cheese.
"Jacob, stop that, you love Mac and Cheese - do you need an Uh-Oh time (time out)?"
"NO! PUFFS!!!"
(He wants some of Gabe's puffs rather than his own lunch.)
"Jacob, those are for the BABY, not the big boys. But you can have a couple AFTER you finish your lunch if you'd like."
(Caleb parrots everything now and says "Aff - wunch.")
A minute or so of this passes, and Jacob is sent off to his room. I come back to Gabe getting ansy, and Caleb crying "pee-pee, pee-pee" while grabbing "himself."
"Caleb, do you REALLY have to go pee-pee? Seriously?!"
He stops, starts eating his food, so I take a bite of my food while giving Gabe a bite of his. Jacob has been quiet, so I go "save him" from time out. As I sit back down, take one bite, and then give Gabe one more bite, Caleb begins rocking in his seat, eyes wide, "pee-pee, Momma, PEE-PEE!!"
CRAP - he is SERIOUS!! So, Caleb goes "pee-pee."
"Yippee, Caleb - high-five - now let's go back to lunch."
By this time, Jacob has devoured his plate. "Moore?"
"OK, sit down, Caleb; what do you want more of, Jacob?"
OK, Jacob had more - let's try this again.
My food is cold, but I am hungry, so I get a few more bites and give poor little Gabe a few more bites
Now Jacob is grabbing himself and rocking.
Back to the potty.
Yea, Jacob! But as we come back, Caleb is asking for "moore."
Gabe is getting more and more ansy to finish HIS lunch!
OK, Caleb, more...
I get up, and Gabe finally looses it and is TICKED!! *melt down alert!*
Jacob is finished with lunch, and ready to get down.
This pace goes on, but the dramatic conclusion is that Jacob sits at the table against his will, munching on puffs (remember - I did bargain that he could have a few if he just ATE!) as we waits on us, Caleb plays with his broccoli, every so often taking a bite when he catches me looking, and end up holding Gabe as I feed him, since he is too ticked off to sit in his highchair any longer. Oh, and I do get to consume a couple of dino-shaped nuggets and a couple of spoonfuls of mac and cheese.
Several phrases that are often heard during lunch (and were probably tossed in throughout the dialogue above) include:
"Where's your spoon?" (My nice way of implying: "Oh, good gracious, USE YOUR SPOON and not your flippin' HANDS while eating yogurt!")
"Take one bite and then sit it down, please." (My nice way of implying: DO NOT stuff the whole freakin' piece of bread in your mouth - you are NOT starving to death and you're going to CHOKE doing that!)
"Do NOT throw food at Momma!!" (No being nice about this one.)
"Do NOT throw your plate on the floor!" (Again, no more Mrs. Nice Momma here.)
A phrase that is often heard a breakfast, but should also be included here is, "Put your bowl down - Do NOT put the bowl of oatmeal on your HEAD!" (Oh, and you better believe that if one boy puts the bowl of oatmeal on their head, the other will think it is hysterical and do the same.)
Getting the savage beasts, I mean, MY SWEET CHILDREN fed definitely drains my energy.
Just had to vent a little...
People always ask me how I "do it" with three kiddos under three years of age. I am not sure how to answer that rather than, "well, I just DO!"
We finally all got fed, cleaned up, pottied again, read three stories, and down for nap. Well, the BOYS all got a nap anyway. I guess I could have rather than venting, but I just had to let all of my blogger buddies in on what we have been up to.
Next time I will be back to my nice, pleasant self. I promise! :-)
I was working on a potty update blog about a month ago now, and got side tracked. I'll finish it up SOON!
The laundry is dry... so BACK TO WORK for me!
LIFE HAS BEEN REALLY, REALLY TOUGH LATELY!!!
I knew having three kids within 18 months would not be easy, but this has been ridiculous lately. Many days I just try to stay afloat until 7:00, when Jon finally gets home and provides back up.
People often make a statement which REALLY cracks me up: "Wow - I guess having ONE BABY is easy after having TWINS, right?" (Note: if you are one who has made this comment, no worries, as I see where you were coming from when making the comment. And don't feel silly, as MANY people have made it.)
YES, YES, YES, having one baby IS indeed easier than two babies, sure. BUT, the twins haven't gone anywhere! If the twins had just packed their stuff and moved out when little Gabe came along, YES, one baby would be much easier than raising twin babies. BUT, life is MUCH, MUCH more difficult with twin toddlers AND ONE BABY!!!
The highlight of most days is lunch. ("WUNCH," as the twinados would say) It's not my fun time of day here lately, and today was definitely no exception. Just a little bit about what occurs during my lunch hour...
I sneak out of the room to get the plates ready before the boys go to the table, in attempt to prevent a melt down. Usually one sees me and requests "wunch," nicely at first. I tell them that I am going to fix "wunch," and will let them know when it is ready. Some days this works. Other days, like today, they run to the kitchen, throw themselves dramatically at the kitchen gate, and scream "Mommmm-maaaaaa, WWWWUUUNNCHHH, PWWWEEEEESE...." As if they didn't just have a huge breakfast and snack earlier in the day. So I proceed to make their plates, carry on a conversation in attempt to distract, and try my best to ignore the screams. During this process, at least one of them ends up going to time out for throwing something my way, hitting/biting their brother, or some other offense.
As I am carrying them, kicking and screaming to time out, I do try to rationalize (haha), "you, know, the more you distract Momma from making your lunch, the longer it is going to take to get to your tummy."
So, 30 minutes (on average) later, I have completed a task which should only take 10 minutes or less, and all four of our plates are ready to go. (Yes, Gabe is eating with us now - with my help.)
We then walk to the table, touching the stove, pantry, refrigerator, and every other interesting thing along the way. THEY want to be the ones to climb up and buckle their own booster seats - and SHREAK if I dare try to help, in attempt to speed up the process.
We say our prayer - "Food, faith, and forgiveness, AMEN!" (a shortened, toddler, easier to say version of the Lord's Prayer) - and get the plates. If all goes well, they say "Thank you, Momma," and eat. Yes, this does happen some days... and then there are days like today.
"Noooo....," Jacob screams, as he throws a spoonful of Mac and Cheese.
"Jacob, stop that, you love Mac and Cheese - do you need an Uh-Oh time (time out)?"
"NO! PUFFS!!!"
(He wants some of Gabe's puffs rather than his own lunch.)
"Jacob, those are for the BABY, not the big boys. But you can have a couple AFTER you finish your lunch if you'd like."
(Caleb parrots everything now and says "Aff - wunch.")
A minute or so of this passes, and Jacob is sent off to his room. I come back to Gabe getting ansy, and Caleb crying "pee-pee, pee-pee" while grabbing "himself."
"Caleb, do you REALLY have to go pee-pee? Seriously?!"
He stops, starts eating his food, so I take a bite of my food while giving Gabe a bite of his. Jacob has been quiet, so I go "save him" from time out. As I sit back down, take one bite, and then give Gabe one more bite, Caleb begins rocking in his seat, eyes wide, "pee-pee, Momma, PEE-PEE!!"
CRAP - he is SERIOUS!! So, Caleb goes "pee-pee."
"Yippee, Caleb - high-five - now let's go back to lunch."
By this time, Jacob has devoured his plate. "Moore?"
"OK, sit down, Caleb; what do you want more of, Jacob?"
OK, Jacob had more - let's try this again.
My food is cold, but I am hungry, so I get a few more bites and give poor little Gabe a few more bites
Now Jacob is grabbing himself and rocking.
Back to the potty.
Yea, Jacob! But as we come back, Caleb is asking for "moore."
Gabe is getting more and more ansy to finish HIS lunch!
OK, Caleb, more...
I get up, and Gabe finally looses it and is TICKED!! *melt down alert!*
Jacob is finished with lunch, and ready to get down.
This pace goes on, but the dramatic conclusion is that Jacob sits at the table against his will, munching on puffs (remember - I did bargain that he could have a few if he just ATE!) as we waits on us, Caleb plays with his broccoli, every so often taking a bite when he catches me looking, and end up holding Gabe as I feed him, since he is too ticked off to sit in his highchair any longer. Oh, and I do get to consume a couple of dino-shaped nuggets and a couple of spoonfuls of mac and cheese.
Several phrases that are often heard during lunch (and were probably tossed in throughout the dialogue above) include:
"Where's your spoon?" (My nice way of implying: "Oh, good gracious, USE YOUR SPOON and not your flippin' HANDS while eating yogurt!")
"Take one bite and then sit it down, please." (My nice way of implying: DO NOT stuff the whole freakin' piece of bread in your mouth - you are NOT starving to death and you're going to CHOKE doing that!)
"Do NOT throw food at Momma!!" (No being nice about this one.)
"Do NOT throw your plate on the floor!" (Again, no more Mrs. Nice Momma here.)
A phrase that is often heard a breakfast, but should also be included here is, "Put your bowl down - Do NOT put the bowl of oatmeal on your HEAD!" (Oh, and you better believe that if one boy puts the bowl of oatmeal on their head, the other will think it is hysterical and do the same.)
Getting the savage beasts, I mean, MY SWEET CHILDREN fed definitely drains my energy.
Just had to vent a little...
People always ask me how I "do it" with three kiddos under three years of age. I am not sure how to answer that rather than, "well, I just DO!"
We finally all got fed, cleaned up, pottied again, read three stories, and down for nap. Well, the BOYS all got a nap anyway. I guess I could have rather than venting, but I just had to let all of my blogger buddies in on what we have been up to.
Next time I will be back to my nice, pleasant self. I promise! :-)
I was working on a potty update blog about a month ago now, and got side tracked. I'll finish it up SOON!
The laundry is dry... so BACK TO WORK for me!
Monday, April 13, 2009
Pray for us...
The boys seem ready, but I sure am not! Jon and I have a huge challenge ahead of us starting Friday. I'll let the pictures explain...
We have one Fisher-Price Royal Stepstool Potty...
... and another...
...a toddler-sized urinal... (this REALLY cracks me up!!)
... a potty training Elmo...
... and 30 pairs of little underwear!
I guess we have everything we need to get going. Wish us luck!
We have one Fisher-Price Royal Stepstool Potty...
... and another...
...a toddler-sized urinal... (this REALLY cracks me up!!)
... a potty training Elmo...
... and 30 pairs of little underwear!
I guess we have everything we need to get going. Wish us luck!
They were EMPTY!
What do you think happened with our resurrection biscuits from the previous post?!
I baked them this morning before the boys got up so that we could enjoy them for breakfast. When we each bit into our biscuits, we surprised to find the center empty!
The marshmallow – Jesus – is GONE! Our little tombs are empty, but still very good and sweet. He is not here, but has risen indeed (Luke 24:5)!
Right now the boys think it is just good food and maybe a little Momma Magic involved, but in a few years I’ll get to explain the science behind. We do plan on making this a tradition.
Happy Easter from The Seastrunk Family! We had a GREAT day this way, and I hope to get some more pictures posted soon.
By the way... the biscuits were not only a fun little project, but also very tasty!
I baked them this morning before the boys got up so that we could enjoy them for breakfast. When we each bit into our biscuits, we surprised to find the center empty!
The marshmallow – Jesus – is GONE! Our little tombs are empty, but still very good and sweet. He is not here, but has risen indeed (Luke 24:5)!
Right now the boys think it is just good food and maybe a little Momma Magic involved, but in a few years I’ll get to explain the science behind. We do plan on making this a tradition.
Happy Easter from The Seastrunk Family! We had a GREAT day this way, and I hope to get some more pictures posted soon.
By the way... the biscuits were not only a fun little project, but also very tasty!
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Resurrection Biscuits
We did a really good project with the boys tonight. I love it in that it teaches not only a important Bible lesson, but also cooking and science! (You all know I am quite the multi-tasker!)
We took Grands canned biscuits, and flattened them out until they were about 5 inches across.
We then poured melted butter across each biscuit. This was like the tears pouring down from the eyes of the people who believed that Jesus really was the Son of God.
Then we sprinkled sugar and cinnamon on it. These represent the spices used to anoint Jesus' body before His burial.
Then we all got one large marshmallow to represent Jesus.
It is white because it stands for His purity and His sinless life.
We placed the marshmallow in the center of each biscuit, then folded the sides around it forming a "tomb".
We then placed them crease side down on a baking sheet, so they will not open while cooking.
I then added more cinnamon and sugar to the outside of the biscuits. This is because sweetest part of the story, is that Jesus died because He loves us, wants us to know Him, and live with Him forever one day.
But at this point, Caleb became VERY upset that I took his biscuit away! I placed them in the oven as another symbol of Christ in the tomb. (They are just sitting their tonight. I'll cook them at 350 for 15 minutes or so before the boys get up tomorrow.) We told him that it was fine to be sad... Jesus' followers were also very sad when the tomb was sealed.
That didn't really help matters with our strong willed little Cay-Cay who also happens to LOVE sweets!
We distracted him with bath time, which he also really loves. All was well again by bed time. I think he will be excited to see his "tomb" again in the morning.
What do YOU think happens in the rest of the story?! We will find out the good news tomorrow!!
We took Grands canned biscuits, and flattened them out until they were about 5 inches across.
We then poured melted butter across each biscuit. This was like the tears pouring down from the eyes of the people who believed that Jesus really was the Son of God.
Then we sprinkled sugar and cinnamon on it. These represent the spices used to anoint Jesus' body before His burial.
Then we all got one large marshmallow to represent Jesus.
It is white because it stands for His purity and His sinless life.
We placed the marshmallow in the center of each biscuit, then folded the sides around it forming a "tomb".
We then placed them crease side down on a baking sheet, so they will not open while cooking.
I then added more cinnamon and sugar to the outside of the biscuits. This is because sweetest part of the story, is that Jesus died because He loves us, wants us to know Him, and live with Him forever one day.
But at this point, Caleb became VERY upset that I took his biscuit away! I placed them in the oven as another symbol of Christ in the tomb. (They are just sitting their tonight. I'll cook them at 350 for 15 minutes or so before the boys get up tomorrow.) We told him that it was fine to be sad... Jesus' followers were also very sad when the tomb was sealed.
That didn't really help matters with our strong willed little Cay-Cay who also happens to LOVE sweets!
We distracted him with bath time, which he also really loves. All was well again by bed time. I think he will be excited to see his "tomb" again in the morning.
What do YOU think happens in the rest of the story?! We will find out the good news tomorrow!!
Naturally Dyed Easter Eggs
This is VERY cool however I cannot take credit. It came from another blog I frequent, Weelicious.
I love all food-related things associated with holidays, but dyeing easter eggs is an especially favorite activity for me. This isn’t exactly a cooking activity for younger kids, but I think it’s close enough to qualify. Like most kids, I grew up using Paas Easter egg dyes. I realize it’s a lot easier using dye kits, but I think doing it the natural way is so much more fun, healthy and natural and it’s a great way to use some of the spices that have been in the cabinet for a while.
You should have seen our kitchen stove, covered with pots brimming over with all kinds of cool color concoctions. We tried everything from juices, to spices, to frozen berries, to fresh vegetables and more with, what I have to admit, very mixed results! I dreamed of using fresh spinach to turn organic white eggs an emerald green, but instead I got a pale green that was basically undetectable. The turmeric on the other hand was an amazing bright yellow, as golden as the sun.
Once we dyed the eggs, I let Kenya decorate them with stickers and markers. His favorite part, though, was dropping and rolling them on the counter, peeling off the shells and eating them up. So I guess this is a food activity after all!
Naturally Dyed Easter Eggs
White Eggs, preferably organic if you’re going to eat them
Turmeric (yellow eggs)
Frozen Blueberries (lavender eggs)
Beets (pink eggs)
Chili Powder (rust/brown eggs)
Pomegranate or Grape Juice (grey, blueish, red eggs)
White Vinegar
1. Place eggs in a pot and cover with 1 inch of water. Stir in 2 tbsp of white vinegar and the food ingredient for desired color.
2. Bring water to a boil. When the water reaches a boil, reduce, simmer and cook for 15-30 minutes (the longer you cook the eggs, the tougher they will be).
3. Check the eggs to see if the desired color is achieved.
4. Let the easter egg hunt begin!
*If you want the eggs a deeper color you can remove them from the pot, let the color mixture cool and pour it back over the eggs and refrigerate overnight or longer. The longer the eggs are covered with the color, the deeper the shade will be. We also found that the color of the eggs deepened after they dried.
*If you want to eat the eggs make sure to refrigerate them.
I love all food-related things associated with holidays, but dyeing easter eggs is an especially favorite activity for me. This isn’t exactly a cooking activity for younger kids, but I think it’s close enough to qualify. Like most kids, I grew up using Paas Easter egg dyes. I realize it’s a lot easier using dye kits, but I think doing it the natural way is so much more fun, healthy and natural and it’s a great way to use some of the spices that have been in the cabinet for a while.
You should have seen our kitchen stove, covered with pots brimming over with all kinds of cool color concoctions. We tried everything from juices, to spices, to frozen berries, to fresh vegetables and more with, what I have to admit, very mixed results! I dreamed of using fresh spinach to turn organic white eggs an emerald green, but instead I got a pale green that was basically undetectable. The turmeric on the other hand was an amazing bright yellow, as golden as the sun.
Once we dyed the eggs, I let Kenya decorate them with stickers and markers. His favorite part, though, was dropping and rolling them on the counter, peeling off the shells and eating them up. So I guess this is a food activity after all!
Naturally Dyed Easter Eggs
White Eggs, preferably organic if you’re going to eat them
Turmeric (yellow eggs)
Frozen Blueberries (lavender eggs)
Beets (pink eggs)
Chili Powder (rust/brown eggs)
Pomegranate or Grape Juice (grey, blueish, red eggs)
White Vinegar
1. Place eggs in a pot and cover with 1 inch of water. Stir in 2 tbsp of white vinegar and the food ingredient for desired color.
2. Bring water to a boil. When the water reaches a boil, reduce, simmer and cook for 15-30 minutes (the longer you cook the eggs, the tougher they will be).
3. Check the eggs to see if the desired color is achieved.
4. Let the easter egg hunt begin!
*If you want the eggs a deeper color you can remove them from the pot, let the color mixture cool and pour it back over the eggs and refrigerate overnight or longer. The longer the eggs are covered with the color, the deeper the shade will be. We also found that the color of the eggs deepened after they dried.
*If you want to eat the eggs make sure to refrigerate them.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
What Tha' Hail?!
I have a few posts in the works, but since this occurred last week, I thought I would post a picture from our most recent hail storm for those of you not in the area.
Yup, we had 2 1/4 inch hail! What's crazy is that we had NO warning. We knew that thunderstorms were expected, but we didn't know anything about hail coming in along with it.
It was about 10:30 pm, the twins were down, I had just finished nursing and changing Gabe's diaper, and was about to put him into his bed when it literally sounded like gun fire had hit our house! Jon turned to me and said "WHAT WAS THAT?!" And then it hit again. About the same time we both realized what was going on. I put Gabe on our bedroom floor, and took off for the garage, as both vehicles were outside! Jon grabbed the keys, and ran out to get the Odyssey. About the same time we also realized just how big the hail was, and that it might not have been too smart of a move for him to run out in it!
Surprisingly enough, however, we didn't get a lot of damage. We will need a new roof (surprise, surprise), Jon's truck has several large dings, and the Odyssey has a couple small ones. Overall, not too bad. As the boys and I went for a walk the next day, we saw several broken windows, including a broken back window of a BMW. Yikes - hope the interior didn't also suffer from the damage!
A couple of days later, the ground dried out and so I finally let the boys back in the yard to play. We then noticed some more damage. Jacob walked to his little wagon and fell to the ground saying "No, uh-oh, no..." (So dramatic!) I wish I would have taken a picture, but I was too busy trying to console Jacob while muffling/hiding my giggles. His little plastic wagon which he uses to pull around his juice, "la-la," and whatever toy he attached to that day around the yard had a baseball sized hole in the bottom. Supermomma was able to piece it back together with duct tape and mailing tape - "all better!"
We have had a lot more exciting times - including our church's Eggstravaganza and Opening Day at the Ballpark - so more posts will soon follow.
Yup, we had 2 1/4 inch hail! What's crazy is that we had NO warning. We knew that thunderstorms were expected, but we didn't know anything about hail coming in along with it.
It was about 10:30 pm, the twins were down, I had just finished nursing and changing Gabe's diaper, and was about to put him into his bed when it literally sounded like gun fire had hit our house! Jon turned to me and said "WHAT WAS THAT?!" And then it hit again. About the same time we both realized what was going on. I put Gabe on our bedroom floor, and took off for the garage, as both vehicles were outside! Jon grabbed the keys, and ran out to get the Odyssey. About the same time we also realized just how big the hail was, and that it might not have been too smart of a move for him to run out in it!
Surprisingly enough, however, we didn't get a lot of damage. We will need a new roof (surprise, surprise), Jon's truck has several large dings, and the Odyssey has a couple small ones. Overall, not too bad. As the boys and I went for a walk the next day, we saw several broken windows, including a broken back window of a BMW. Yikes - hope the interior didn't also suffer from the damage!
A couple of days later, the ground dried out and so I finally let the boys back in the yard to play. We then noticed some more damage. Jacob walked to his little wagon and fell to the ground saying "No, uh-oh, no..." (So dramatic!) I wish I would have taken a picture, but I was too busy trying to console Jacob while muffling/hiding my giggles. His little plastic wagon which he uses to pull around his juice, "la-la," and whatever toy he attached to that day around the yard had a baseball sized hole in the bottom. Supermomma was able to piece it back together with duct tape and mailing tape - "all better!"
We have had a lot more exciting times - including our church's Eggstravaganza and Opening Day at the Ballpark - so more posts will soon follow.
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