D DAY!

KB got a little goldfish and a little bowl for her year end school party. She was so excited she would just sit and watch her little fishy swim.   Swifty came home and reminded me how cruel  that was to the animal, fish need bigger bowls with lids and circulating water etc.  I said lets just let it live there for awhile.  We wake up the next day to celebrate our first full day of summer to greet a dead fish.  KB was heart broken so. . .  We had a funeral in the bathroom for fishy our beloved fish we had for all of a day, and then  I did what any logical, loving parent would do.  I took her to the pet store and got her a new $.15 fish.  I gave her a small little talk about not sticking fingers in the bowl or moving it around etc.  So with our new fish and new ground rules we were happy, except for our little bouts of still missing our original goldfish.  Fast forward a few hours, Swifty comes home and we tell him about our day.  He looked at me and said You Bought her Another Fish?!  I asked what he would have done, and the matter was dropped.  Around dinner time KB decided she was ready to name her fish so she marched right up to the bowl looked in to see what her fish looked like to find a DEAD fish!!!!!  Needless to say we had another funeral in the bathroom only this time KB was crying uncontrollably and the irony of 2 dead fish in one day non of which was in our possession long enough to be loved and attached to could bring on such uncontrollable sadness hit me like a brick and the LAUGHTER wouldn't stop.  Luckily it was so hard I had tears and could sort of pass it off as crying.   The irony must have hit Swifty because at about the same time he began to LAUGH so hard he wept too.  KB is truly heart broken over her two dead fish and her parents feel very bad that we laughed at a funeral.   The greatest part is that KB kept saying it was her fault because fish can't live in little bowls, I did not want her to blame her self so I said KB we did not know it would die that's when she confessed and told me all of her classmates had already died!!! 

Teef

Look What I have................

Character

KB's school gives out an award called the Finley Character award. This is an Award given once a year to one student in every grade who exemplifies Exceptional Character whether or not others are watching. KB won the Character award for the first grade. In fact her teacher said that the minute she suggested KB's name all the other teachers unaminously agreed, that she should get the award! We are so proud of her and the person she is.

We LOVE this girl she is kind, thoughtful, helpful, a good leader, loves to learn, draw, write books, she loves to help with her babysister and is truly kind patient and helpful with her. She is always making up games for her friends and brothers to play. She is competitive a fast runner and has a great giggle. We are so lucky to have her in our family and grateful she is not afraid to show the rest of the world her strengths

Whale of a Tale

So Buster is our science boy and wants to know everything he can about his topic of interest to the point that it is all he thinks about. Lately Buster has been into Dinosaurs and Sperm Whales. The other night the kids were playing and in effort to make everyone happy they were playing a fairy game however the buster was the roach fairy (as in cockroaches)the roach fairy shoots cockroaches at bad guys. He quickly grew tired of the roach fairy and decided he was a Sperm Whale fairy, the only problem is that he loves nicknames and shortening names so he became the Sperm fairy. The sperm fairies defense was to shoot little sperm whales but when you shorten it, you just end up shooting sperm.


Fast forward to today, Swifty got home early so he took the boys and they walked to pick KB up from school, the whole time Buster is telling swifty (yelling it loudly so he is heard) about sperms and how a baby sperm is bigger than our van, and a grown-up sperm is as big as a school bus. Oh this boy is FUNNY!

Binki

Hair

March, yes it is now January well it was December when this all happened. Anyway, March was the last time I got my haircut! Needless to say my hair was long, unhealthy, and yucky. So one fun family filled Saturday I was trimming KB's hair and Swifty was buzzing the boys hair I got a wild hair to do the same. Because we have a newborn in the house I don't have time for the haircuts I can afford and I wont spend the money on the haircuts I have time for, so I did what any desperate lady would and remembered a friend telling me she put her hair in a ponytail and chopped, this girls hair was cute. So I put my hair in a ponytail and was shocked that it was more like sawing with scissors and realized I was not able to do this on my own so I enlisted HELP, my sweet husband had NO idea what he was getting into, or maybe he did either way he took over sawing and chopped many many many inches off my gross shag. We took the hair out of the ponytail and dun DA dah DA dun it was HORRIBLE!!!!!! I can not express how awful my hair looked, so Swifty plopped down on the bed with his phone and began to study how to cut hair on youtube. after watching a few videos (with me in the background saying can we fix it lets just start fixing this, no lets not cut anymore I will just wear a ponytail for a long time) he stood up grabbed the scissors and told me to hold still. After a long time of standing and a few finishing touches we came up with this. . . . . .

not too bad huh! A man of many talents

A little about HIES!