Oscar Stew

The stars aligned themselves, the heavens parted, and we finally managed to get to the bank with the birthday check that Great Grandpa & Grandma F sent Drew weeks ago. With the check staring him in the face every time he went to open the fridge, Drew was sure to remind us that he had money and he wanted to spend it.

Since Drew has just started learning about money & coin values at school, we had the check cashed in smaller denominations. Drew felt like a wealthy man with the stack of $1 bills & quarters. First things first though – the dude took care of the 10% he owes to the man upstairs.

Signed, sealed, delivered, it’s not yours! This should keep the lights on at Church for a little while longer…

Mind on his money, money in his hand. Big spender comin’ through. But what will he spend it on?

He could get, like, a billion Legos! Ok, only 405. But that’s close to a billion!

Hey Drew! Why get boring boy Legos when you could get these sweet pink girl Legos?!

Is this a horror movie? Are all the kids gasping for air? All of them were caught up in the excitement of a new toy!

It’s been a while since the Cars movie came out, and it seems the tough economy is having a negative effect on the die-cast toys. $6.27 for Night Vision McQueen?! What a rip!

Here’s a recession-proof toy that’s an enduring classic. Interesting technique hula girl!

Don’t worry Drew, we’re sure you’ll find the perfect gift! Ro is here to cheer you on to victory!

So many choices. Drew’s eyes were quickly getting bigger than his budget. “All my life been po’, but it really don’t matter no mo’…”

How about a Light Saber? The force is strong with this one…but so is that chance that he’ll use it on his sisters.

Drew finally decided he wanted to get the Bolt DVD. It was a tough choice because it ate up most of his budget…

But there was still enough left over for Drew to get some tasty cucumbers for his buddy Edgar, with 4 bucks to spare! Nice work Scoob!

And with that, we were out like a hurd of turtles. We could get arrested by the cool police for having too much fun at Wal-Mart. true story…

Spring break: Day 3

And we are officially bored. mmmmhmmmm.

Yesderday we made kitty cookies. Yes, we baked for the cat. That is how bottom-of-the-barrel I am feeling right now. The kids liked it, that’s what’s important. The fact that I look like a crazy cat lady is beside the point.

Drew wrote down the recipe for us. Kitty cookies are an exact science. You don’t want to mess around with Cheddar and his cookies. 

I always bake in my finest pearls – don’t you?

After this the kids fought over who got to crack the egg, so I got the mighty privilege. Lucky me!

Approval from his highness before we move on to the next step.

Now for the fun part – flatten the dough. Nice technique Drew…

Cheddar was anxiously circling the kitchen. The smell of tuna wafting though the kitchen was more than this cat can handle.

After 15 excruciating minutes, the morsels of fishy goodness are finally baked to perfection. That’s closer than you ever wanted to get to cat food, isn’t it?

Drew made sure to document every step of the process. Next time he will be able to make these without my help:
tonua
flour
wheat germ
corn meal
egg
of oyl (olive oil)
cooke shet
spashla
scoop
flat
uvin
lite (so we can watch them bake, or course!)
15 minise
cute (cut)
toona cookies (boy – that tuna word is pretty tricky, huh!?)
clen up the ckichin (atta BOY!)

And clean up they did!

This week is Drew’s Spring Break. It’s too bad our spring-like weather has disappeared and old man winter is here again. We are stuck indoors and trying to make the best of it.

The kids really wanted to go to the library for story time today. D&B love checking out a haul of books so heavy they can barely carry the bag. We went to the library a few weeks ago and found out the place had been taken over by Communists, only children registered for story time were allowed in. It was a bummer. Drew crafted some awesome fake ID’s for next time, just in case. Dig the bed heads!  

Well, on to another cheap indoor activity. Before we get started, the Ro-Dog needs lunch. Love you too Rowee, mwah!

We busted out the old sanity saver from our yardless-apartment days. It’s kind of like a sandbox. 

Rice is just as fun as sand, and doesn’t chafe when it gets in your pants.

This is an activity that requires sweeping before, during, & after to avoid foreign contaminants in the rice pit.

Rowan’s getting better and better at feeding herself. I’d say about 40% makes it into her mouth.

How many times will I have to sweep the floor today? Pears, egg whites, raisins, crackers. oh my!

Back to the rice box. The creativity was a flowin’. They even made a “castle” together.

Uh, oh…Here we go…

Ownership of the “castle” seems to be in question.

And has resulted in all-out war!

She wins. Mostly because he isn’t that stubborn, and probably doesn’t want to hear her ear piercing scream. If looks could kill…

What did the rest of us think of this epic battle? Rowan’s face pretty much explains it.

Onward and upward. Ballet class was cancelled today, unfortunately we didn’t get the memo until a certain little girl was already dressed up and waiting for her ride. A few tears may have been shed.

It’s a good thing I had the end-all, fix-all in the freezer. Even if it was the faux variety.

Even fake Dilly Bars like this one work wonders when it comes to making amends, or lightening the mood. Crisis averted…this time.

They will hate me for this picture in 10 years. Maybe less. But a mom’s gotta have an arsenal of embarrassing photos as leverage, right?!