Oscar Stew

School’s out for summer! We enjoyed watching Drew & Brinley participate in end-of-the-year sports activities, graduation, prom…Ok, got a little carried away on that last one…

Where should we start? On the field of course! Are these girls BFFs? Attached at the hip? Well, they’re attached at the ankle for now. They are ready to win this alien race!

In case the races weren’t exciting enough, Rowan doing the Riverdance was quite the sideshow…

Hey Binnie, that’s a pretty sweet sag in them gangsta jeans you’re wearin’. I think they be Drew’s! And spots, ruffles and stripes? Only the Binbob can rock that style!

Rowan got first place in the clown-hairball shotput competition…not sure what the rules are on that…

Ryan said, “Where’s the war paint? The mud pit? The kilts? This ain’t a real tug ‘o’ war!” I don’t think they care…

This picture of Eleanor pretty much sums up the rest of field day…thud.

This is what Drew got to do instead of field day! Isn’t his little tooshie adorable, though!?

Flippin’ funnel clouds Batman! What can we do to keep the troops entertained while hunkered down inside this scholarly shelter? Creepy puppets are a sure bet! 

All’s well that ends well. We finally got to go home in time for dinner and bedtime. We had to get up early the next day to get the best seats at graduation. The Beacon of Cuteness helped us save seats…as long as she had a cracker.

C’mon, sing it! Daaah, Da-di-da, daaa-daaaah, daaah, da-di-da, daaaaah…Class of 2023!  Brinley made another fashion statement by insisting on wearing her clunky old gym shoes. Gotta  love a girl that knows what she wants…

Each graduate had their name read and any advice they had for next year’s class. The kids in the back are riveted with excitement, can’t you tell!? Are any of these kids on the Honor Roll?

Juice, cake, and hugs were served afterwards in the cafeteria. You ok Brinley?

Aw, Binnie is gonna miss her teacher! We’re gonna miss her too…We’re now without a kindergartner for the next 2 years!

Brinley told us that one of the things she will miss the most is the routine…Art, Gym, Music, Library, Recess…not to mention riding the big yellow bus! Dry those tears Binnie, we have plans for you! Summer School is now in session! Enrollment? Mandatory! Bwahahahahaaa! 

And just like that we have a 3rd grader and a 1st grader!

A couple of months ago Drew & Brinley were told not to come to school. It wasn’t a holiday, snow day, bad behavior or sickness. What could it be? It was the cold. It was so cold outside that school was cancelled for two days!

Now, we’re not going to sit around and watch movies all day, right? Of course not! We’re going to make our own custom-fitted jammies, caramel popcorn and then watch movies all day…right!

“All day” is a relative term, of course. You’ll notice that bed-head of Drew’s suggests that “someone” might have turned off their alarm clocks in the interest of more sleep…

Ah! The reveal! Are you sure those pants are environmentally friendly?

The work is almost finished. Give us a preview Brinley!

Elastic waistbands, buttoned up shirts, high waistlines…feels like a fashion show for old people. Comfy! But I’m not too sure how snow boots fit into the style…

But the models seem confident that this look is hot!

Now while we’re all impressed, this post has to take a detour in time for a moment…Almost a year ago Drew & Brinley decided they weren’t going to let Mommy be the only one in the house who could make a quilt. So they picked out some fabric and got to work…

These little quilts aren’t just for looks; the fleece underside keeps them warm on days when…well, on cold days when school is closed!

Hold on, we’re not quite finished with our wrinkle in time yet. The quilts have been used for months now, but Drew & Brinley wanted to proudly display their finished masterpieces before continuing. It just so happens that this day was Crazy Hair Day at school, hence the upside-down punk-piggies…

…and the super-wave-dave faux hawk. Sweet homemade blanket, dude! Ok, back to the story…

At last, the premiere of a movie they’ve seen 20 times before finally arrived. Were they still excited? Yes. But that was because they got to eat caramel popcorn in the living room on their own quilts and watch the movie at the same time! 

Eleanor was pretty excited to be able to chill like the big kids with her very own bowl to snarf.

The animated feature droned on, and Eleanor’s attention wavered. She was out of popcorn! How to solve this dilemma? Find the biggest bowl of them all. Hey! That’s my popcorn!

The problem with this was that the popcorn in her bowl was hand-picked for baby-sized mouths. Drew, do the Heimlich! Bleh!

When the weather gets crafty (read: crappy) and our outdoor plans are turned to squash, we get pretty bored staring at our colorful walls. When it’s cold outside, there’s nothing better than cooking up a great meal! All it takes is for someone to pull out a cutting board and the kitchen converts to a Keebler elf tree house.

This mischievous little nymph wanted to get her hands dirty and help make eggplant parmesan. Take it away Rowan; I’ve never been a fan of the egg wash! Slimy!

This little fairy’s wings must be clipped. Don’t look at me with that face! Yeah, yeah…you are so neglected!

Eggplant parm phase 2. Lookin’ good! Show that vegetable who’s boss…

Ah-ha! Your true identity has been revealed, little troll! Your hypnotic wailing won’t work on me this time! Can’t you find a cupboard or something to get into? I’m working here…

Make sure that eggplant gets evenly coated in bread crumbs Rowan, nobody likes a soggy eggplant! It’s got to be as crunchy as your tree huggin’ mama!

Brinley tried to remember what it was like to have the warm summer air blow through her hair while her side dish went round & round. That’s not a tumor; it’s a double-chin!

Chef Drew, would you care to enlighten us? “This is how I dice olives. I don’t make the horizontal cuts in toward the pit after making the downward cuts.  So I make the vertical slices, and then just start the dicing. It naturally falls apart. Then I run the knife through the pile of dice just for good measure.” What did he say? 

No touchy touchy Rowan, we’ve got to save those olives for dinner. And that spatula is lookin’ pretty weird…

Rowan, caught red-handed! Check out the blur of intense focus on Drew’s face, I told you he takes his food seriously! Doesn’t look like our beloved spatula will live to see another taco Tuesday…

Good thing we have a backup spatula, otherwise Brinley would be a hand-flipping little tortilla girl, and that just sounds dangerous…

How’s that taco taste Nellie? Hey, if you don’t like it take it up with the captain, but don’t shoot the cooks!