Getting Tam registered...

Kindergarten Registration or Interrogation?

Sweet Jesus there is a ton of paperwork for sending your kid to school.
And the questions!  Does it really matter or is it the school's business if my son was born early or late? The form was way more intense then I expected.  Luckily, I can save my progress and come back to it later.  Sheesh.

And no where can I find out the answer to the question...full day or half day class?  No where!  And no where on-line / on the form does it tell me what the stinkin' school hours are!

Sigh.
I'll let you know when I've got this all straighten out.
It should be easier.

Easter Eggs

 Easter is a approaching so we engaged in the traditional dying of the eggs.  Our family is not too fond of hard boiled eggs, so I blow out the innards instead.  This results in hollow eggs to dye and a bucket of egg yolks for use in french toast and popovers.   We used the wires run through the hollow eggs in order to hold them down in the dye.  With two boys, we had to have enough bowls and colors for everyone :-) 

 

Tamlin has always been a haphazard egg dye-er.  He tends to favor the greens and blues with lots of chalk designs.

 Jude was much more (seemingly) thoughtful with his eggs.  He would deliberately choose his color...or multiple colors.  He tried for purple, but ended with a bluish-brownish color often times.  He liked reds and yellows the best...and stars, lots of stars drawn with chalk.

Both boys look so serious here!
And you can see their latest hair trims via the "House of Mom's Scissors."  I did keep Jude's hair slightly longer, but trimmed up the sides and shaved the bottom, giving him the uber-sheik bowl cut.

 How funny are these two photos?!  I don't know how I got nearly the same expression on both their faces.  Oh, you can certainly tell that they are our sons.

And here are some of our awesome egg results = beautiful.  The other great thing about blown eggs is that I can keep a few from year to year for our Eastery displays.  I love making these memories with the boys...especially because I can remember dying eggs with Grandma Elsie in her kitchen (with the big boiler full of dozens of hard boiled eggs).   Happy times...and hoping for spring to come quickly.

Memory Monday - Parlor Trick

I remember my dad telling us that he had a horrible accident when he was younger and that he could now remove his finger at will.

Yes.  The ol' pull off my finger tip parlor trick.

When I was little, I was quite convinced this was totally real.  Eventually, when I was older, I did figure it out and perfected my own technique for pulling off the trick.  Now, I have a captive audience :-) 

I showed Tamlin and Jude that I could pull off my finger.  Cool.  Well, Tamlin thought it was wicked cool but Jude was very worried.  Jude is also worried when someone "steals" his nose too.  "Momma's finger owie?  Finger gone?" 

Oh well.
I had better learn a new awesome trick soon.

New toothbrushes

Toothbrushes that have a light-up timer...Makes brushing teeth at night uber-fun. 

They both insist on turning off the lights now.

 Green means go

 Yellow means almost done.

 Time's up!

 Tamlin:  We brushed our teeth!

Jude: Yeah!

 Tamlin: See!  I have clean teeth!

Jude:  We brushed our teeth!

Jude:  I have clean teeth too!