Some mustache fun this weekend

Okay, I admit it.  I LOVE all the mustache stuff out now!  Not really the mustaches on faces so much, but the cute not-on-someone's-face-being-all-scratchy stuff.  So, this weekend when we decided we needed a fun project, mustaches won.  The boys, Joy and I (okay, Joy and I, but the boys did pick out which mustache they wanted) made these cute shirts with sandpaper, crayons, and an iron.  

 

Ignore the fact that the kids obviously wore the shirts long enough to get them dirty before I took the pictures.  Aren't they stinkin' cute?  I love the mustaches, and Joy did a pretty cute job on hers, too.  If you want to try, go here for complete instructions.

Hyrum the teacher/enforcer

I was a fly on the wall and heard the most interesting conversation in the boys' room the other night.  They were all in bed and were supposed to be sleeping.  It is important to note that the participants in this conversation did NOT know I was in the room.  The conversation went like this:

Hyrum: Would Jesus call his mom "underpants"?
Brigham: no answer
H: Brigham, would Jesus say "underpants"?
B: (quietly and grudgingly) No.
H: Then, should we say "underpants"?
B: (still quietly and grudgingly) No.
H: It makes Jesus sad when we say underpants.
B: no answer
H: Now, go to sleep and DO THE GOSPEL!

And this is why I don't make cookies...

Let me just start by saying that, since the new year started, I have been eating really well.  Nothing crazy, just very healthy.  By that I mean, I am eating mostly fruits, vegetables and whole grains, with some dairy, a little meat, and as little processed food as I can manage.  I cut out chocolate for the year as a personal test to see if I had the self-disciple to give up something I REALLY love.  And, that was easier than I thought.  Since I started eating better, the kids are doing this too.  They eat a lot more good stuff, and have endured the change remarkably well.  Since John has been gone for the past 20 months, I didn't even have to contend with another adult who thought I was nuts.  Well, John got home on Thursday.  And, he likes what we are eating.  But, I have this ridiculous desire to nurture through food - that is, the food I associate with love and comfort.  So, today I made oatmeal cookies.  I found a pretty healthy looking recipe (as far as cookies go) and even added flaxmeal to ramp up the health factor.  But, so far today, I have eaten NINE COOKIES!  No cookies or really sweets even for three months, and in one day I eat NINE COOKIES!  Did I mention that I have been taking the kids to BaskinRobbins once a week for $1 kids cones and I haven't broken down and gotten a single one?  No?  Well, I haven't.  But, today I ate NINE COOKIES!  They aren't even super good.  Okay, they are good, but not NINE COOKIES good!  Urgh, no more cookies for us!

April Fool's - Silly Supper

I have always been a fan of April Fool's, but with everything else going on, I just didn't have time to plan anything big.  But, I think I made up for it at dinner.  We had a "silly supper" and the kids LoVeD it!  I set out odd things for cups, plates, and utensils and put post-it notes on each with the numbers 1-5.  Then, in rounds, I had the kids pick a number out of a bowl, and they got the item that corresponded with their number.  Here are there results - 

 And this is what it looked like when they were eating:

 Pardon the food hanging out of Joy's mouth, she was being silly!

I think we found an new (easy, yeah!) April Fool's tradition!

St Patricks Day!

Running with...ruler?

It was a tough weekend at the Duggar house.  Hyrum was doing a "trick" with a ruler in his mouth and fell.  You guessed it, he tore a big gash in the back of his mouth, just above his bottom molars.  After being assured that we had a guardian angel who made sure he didn't die, the pediatrician sent us to a Ear, Nose, and Throat doctor.  The end result is that Hyrum had his second round of general anesthisia.  Here he is before the procedure. 

 

 The doctor said he did a great job, and only needed five stitches.  Lucky for us, they will dissolve, so we don't have to do another round.  Which is good, because Hyrum didn't like waking up after the stitches.  But, as you can see from below, he is fine now.  In fact, I haven't heard him complain about pain yet!

Dare Devil

Don't ask me how or why, but at some point today, a clothes pin appeared with an insane desire to be attached to someone's nose.  Or, Joy is just a torturer in disguise and it came out a bit today.  This all started with Joy questioning my ability to pin a clothespin to my nose for 10 seconds.  It eventually led to Brigham, in a show of bravado, keeping it there for more than 30.  You want to see this for yourself.

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