~ Dry Erase boards are fun
~ You *may* get squished into the easel by excited players
~ it takes only a minute to make up your own cards
~ it is fun for ALL ages
~ Harder cards are needed STAT in this household.
~ Judah almost always knew the answers
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We have that exact same baby toy, the kids cal it Clifford.
I need to remember this one. Loved that game as a kid.
We play a lot of games around here but this is one that I have never thought of!! Looks like a lot of fun. :o)
Matt- a head-shaped tumor on...a head
Andrew- a beehive bunkbed
Corynn- the Weiner-mobile
Speaking of hot dogs, what should I make for supper? It needs to be fresh and piping hot in 28 minutes, and here I sit checking your blog.
Help me in my walk, sister.
Matt~ singing
Andrew~ birdcage
Corynn~ Adele? (we were ALL stumped with that one.)
As for dinner. Hm. Was just thinking the very same thing. Only I am checking my OWN blog, which makes me just plain pathetic. My only solace is that I have about an hour and a half until dinner.
-cubed and oven-roasted butternut squash and potatoes, skin on
-oven-roasted beans, frozen this summer for winter munching
-quickly-sauteed venison, with thanks to my brother
A lazy mama's last-minute meal, and it STILL wasn't ready until seven. If our freezer had hot dogs in it, I would have cooked them in a heartbeat. Nitrates, be darned!
(D'ya like how, after my brief flirtation with your weird chatbox, I'm now using your comments section as a...chatbox?! I bet you can guess that John hasn't yet returned from the men's group; you can also guess that I'm bored with dishes.)
~ beef stirfry using our own beef and frozen veggies from our summer garden
~apple/pear sauce (the same)
~rice. That we DIDN'T harvest. (lazy)
I have a funny story about a hotdog and by funny, I of course mean repulsive.
Matt was gone for the week and when he is gone I become the laziest cooker in the world. So I was scrounging around for SOMETHING in the freezer that could be fixed in a heartbeat and discovered a package of hotdogs leftover from a summer barbeque at some point. I decided to fix them for the kids and make myself a salad. (You know how much I love hotdogs.) So I am plunking them into the boiling water one at a time when there is a black thing in one of them under the "skin". Weird. REALLY weird. So I pry the skin back with my fingernail and it is a piece of PLASTIC with a black tip. I was SO GROSSED OUT I almost barfed right there. SO yeah. Remember how I said I like hotdogs probably once a summer, grilled and slathered with everything under the sun and then I have reached my quota? I don't know if I can recover from that incident even for a once-a-year hotdog.
The end.
Oh and Bonnie~ I am super impressed with your observational skills. And in SEPIA no less! My JB loves that puppy. Does your JB?
Yes. And Audrey just peeked over my shoulder and said "they have the same Clifford that we do!" Now if only my observational skills would be used to see the laundry I need to do....
Gross Hotdog story.
your remark about knowing the answers that goes along with judah reaching up to matt - I LOVE it!
I love hotdogs in the summertime.
I'm probably filled with plastic.
The End.
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