Happy Halloween!! It's a Mario!!

Happy Halloween!!

What is that you say? It's not Halloween?? Not even October!? Well can SOMEONE please tell my children that.

Lil'Dude is going to be Mario and Lil'Guy is Luigi. I wish it was opposite because it would be cuter if Luigi was taller but alas. They didn't ask me. And they have asked to wear their costume every single day. Every. Single. Minute. Every. Single. Day. And because I'm a super cool mommy who was convince pre-kids I would do things like that.....I never do. Hey! Those bad boys are expensive and sure as anything they will rip it and you better believe this "can't sew a button" chick aint gonna fix it. Didn't think about THAT pre-kids did I?!

Don't be fooled. Lil'Guy is actually thrilled.

My guys are slightly obsessed with all things Mario. And by slightly obsessed I mean that is all they talk about. Ever. We use it as a bartering tool for many things. And by many things I mean everything.

"Did you finish dinner? If not I'm taking Mario away for the rest of the week!!"

"If you do not stop fighting then NOONE is playing Mario today!!"

"If you get a green card you can play an hour of Mario."

"Okay sure, you can play one hour of Mario and rot your brain by playing video games before the age of 5, all for the cheap price of me being able to cook dinner without the two of you fighting, under my feet, or begging to help."

"If you don't tell mommy she is the prettiest mommy in the world I'm throwing Mario away forever!!"

You get the point. Oh and my oldest son, being the super smart guy he is, convinced his little brother that Luigi is the coolest so he could be Mario (Mario controls the main guy on the wii and controls which level you get to go to). It was pretty ingenius of him and I seriously had to give him props, so much so that I don't even make them share. They are both happy. Lil'Guy's ignorance is bliss for mommy sometimes.

However. Daddy and mommy are not allowed to play Mario with them. ONE of them has a certain "issue" with realizing that these games are "just for fun" and that it's okay if they die or make you die all the time...or make you not finish a level, or use all of your hard earned mushrooms. Deep breaths....everything isn't a competition. It's all for fun. But seriously? Playing with them is the most frustrating thing in the world!! I mean...they love it...but they don't win a whole heck of a lot....and they won't listen....and they don't do it RIGHT!!

Like I said, when I...er..."that person" asks if they can play with them and they say no. There is a reason why.

So tell me...what are your kids going to be for Halloween? Any big plans? I have been toying with having a Halloween party...how fun would that be!? Having one that you can bring the kiddos too of course but the adults can still get down and dirty. Well, not really down and dirty. Okay not dirty at all, just dress up and drink a beer or two. Or five if you aren't driving. Seven if you have had to listen to your kids begging to wear their costume every day for the past two months. Eight if you finally gave in to them wanting you to dress up as a slightly "wimpish" version of Waluigi.

Of course this whole "party planning" idea goes directly against my whole "procrastinater to the max" thing I have going for me since it isn't even October yet. So most likely I will think about it, not do anything about it. Wish I had done it a couple weeks before Halloween, throw something half-way together last minute and then regret doing anything the day before the party when I'm super cleaning my house, then the day of the party be super glad I did it and wish I had done more. Go out and buy a ton of decorations all super expensive since it's right before Halloween, make my husband crazy, THEN have the half-way not-really-very-fun version of the could-have-been-awesome party.

That is how I roll.

But really my kids want me to dress up as the princess in Mario so I just want an excuse to dress up as a princess.

And yes, I did convince them to want me to be the princess instead of their original vote of Toad.

Psh. Toad.

As if.

A Summer Love Affair...STOP COPYING ME!

Why hello lover. It’s nice to see you again. I have missed you so much. I know I told the kids they aren’t allowed to have you, or look at you, or acknowledge your presence in any way. *smack, crunch, slobber, smack, crunch* But I think my husband knows. He isn’t buying the lies any more.

Oh. Did I say that out loud? Sorry, having a love affair with these new yogurt chips I found at Sprouts.

Yum.

They are strictly for recipes, or more specifically the granola-bars-I-should-never-have-made-because-now-I-have-to make-them-every-stinking-week-because-my-family-is-too-spoiled-to-eat-the-pre-made. Long name, yummy but annoying results. Especially when your-favorite-Brewerman eats all of them. Ah hem. But the yogurt chips are simply too good not to sneak a few every now and then. Few handfuls that is. Don't tell my kids or husband who I scold if I think they are thinking of sneaking a few also.

What is that you say? Where the H-E-Double-Hockey-Sticks have I been the last few months? I am a woman of mystery.

Okay not so much, in reality we have been going through some tough stuff here with behavior issues, etc etc. Not ready to blog about it quite yet, maybe that will be next week when I figure out how much information is too much.  I will say, however, that we are finally at a better place. It’s been fabulous. So much so I am sitting here blogging while the boys are in the other room playing “who can be the better superhero”. I heart having boys. Most days.

So the summer is almost over. I hate this. I love summer, the swimming, the grilling, the flip flops, the watermelon. But then again the 145 degree temperature puts a damper on things like the swimming (bath water), the grilling (let’s throw some fire in the fire), the flip flops (farmers tan got nothing on a flip flop tan), the watermelon. Wait, no, nothing can damper watermelon. Watermelon is amazing even on the surface of the sun. Mmmmmmm, oh and let me tell you seeded watermelon is so much sweeter than seedless, no matter what they say.

Because I am a super awesome mommy, my kids know how to swim. And again, because I am a super awesome mommy, this excites me because it means I can work on my swim and not have to deal with them. That’s not really true. Well not all days. Okay so not really quite there yet, but close! I can practically smell that adult pool calling while the boys are playing peacefully in the other pool. Stop laughing. It will happen one day, I may be 75 doing water aerobics but it WILL happen. But I am really proud of them. Cooper has really done well and can swim across the pool now.

OH! And I have to brag. So Lil’Guy being Lil’Guy, he thinks he is an Olympic swimmer, so he jumped in the deep end with no where to go while I was on the other side of the pool. (Side note, Run-on sentence much?) Well Lil’Dude jumps in, swims to the bottom, then lifts him up with his arms above his head while still in the water, pushing Lil’Guy to the side. Isn’t that amazing? It has happened a few times actually. Lil’Guy does know how to swim to the side but tends to panic, and jumps randomly in at times while not really watching where I am. But he is much better now. Now that summer is over of course.

And now that I have sufficiently bragged about my kids can I just say how annoying they can be? Not all around, they are all around great funny kids. But this new thing they are doing….ugh. We have all done it as kids, and thought we were super funny also. But I swear if they keep copying me? Well, if they were a few decades older I would just punch them in the face. But they aren’t, and I am not crazy (yet) so I do the mature thing….I start saying things like “I have stinky feet” and “I don’t want a snack”. Sometimes they call my bluff and keep copying until I scream “STOP COPYING ME!!!” bang my head on the wall a few times and run into my closet to pull my hair out. Usually the food thing stops them. Snack time is serious business here.

Other than that, it’s been a long summer, and we are excited for the coming year. We are already planning Halloween and Lil’Dude already told me what he wants from Santa. Which is a 10$ toy. Santa will be so happy!

Well my chicken broth is almost done simmering, so I better run. And yes I did just put that in here to brag and impress you all once again by my amazing-ness. But you better believe no “actual running” will be involved.

Yeah, remember “The Fanny Pack Crew”? Well we had to stop because it has been so freaking hot here, but we have started up again. But I have made a conclusion – I can not run. Also, running is much harder than it looks. Who knew? I mean it looks all easy. Ugh. It’s a sore spot. I will file that under “just not going to happen” alongside Chicken Fried Steak. And homemade biscuits. Stupid biscuits.

I hope you all had a fabuloso summer. I promise I will be on here more (I know you are holding your breath and simply can not live with my random thoughts. Ha!). Until then, say some prayers for our mental well being, until our boys grow out of the copying phase.

We are definetely going to need them.