Unforgettable Eighth!

Life has such a funny way of speeding up on you as an adult. If you had asked me the night that Big Sister was born if I could envision this blessed little creature turning eight, I would have answered it would take an eternity.

Fast forward eight years...three moves, six homes, three schools. We have a healthy, vibrant, young girl in our midst. She is in a perpetual state of mental and physical motion, much to my frustration at times, but, she definitely brings a twinkle to my eye. Her unforgettable 8th, began with a snowstorm. She spent the better part of the evening prior hoping the snow would cease so she could have her party. Unfortunately, she awoke to snow falling at a steady rate. She and Hubby were out on their monthly Saturday morning adventure, when heading to breakfast they were in a car accident. The other driver could not stop in time, ran the red light, and munched Hubby's car. Poor munchkin, when I reached her by phone to let her know we rescheduled the party for the following afternoon, all she could say was "It was HIS fault!" Once she realized her party was moved and everyone could attend, she was relieved.

January 31, 2010...Birthday Party at Pancho Villa is held! Everyone managed to get out of their driveways and join us for some Mexican fare and fun.

Her Pirate-y Fiesta was a success!

It will definitely be hard to top a snowstorm, car accident, and a rescheduled birthday party!

Turned the Corner

Got to love Christmas Break. The lazy mornings, jammies until lunchtime, and endless hours of playing with the new toys. Well, within the past few days, I have had to be careful...I am never quite sure what is lurking beyond the corner.

Little Dude B is well equipped.

Little Dude M is equally matched

Christmas Joy!

A peek into the Moloko's Christmas...

An ORANGE Miami Dolphin Hat make Little Dude M happy.

Many duels to come...

Big Sister's excitement

LEGOS!

Whoo Hoo...The #1 Wish List Present

Euphoria=American Girl Gift Card

Thumbs up from the B Man

Christmas 2009 was FABULOUS!

Blizzard Fun

We were pummeled with a tremendous snow storm this past weekend. Friday afternoon, I found myself in a horrendous line at the grocery store buying essentials and baking items. After picking up the munchkins from school we made a mad search all over town (four stores) in search of "snow boots." We lucked out in that two of the three Moloko siblings ended up with boots. Little Dude B...still on the hunt.

Never in our wildest imagination did I think we were truly going to get 20 inches of white powder. Well, the weather man actually got it right this time...22 inches on our deck! It was a good 24 hours of continual snowflakes. The whole clan headed outside for some sledding.

Our improvised sled...BIG mixing tub from Home Depot

Moloko Ladies

Moloko Men

B Man

M Man

Big Sister

Crazy Straws to the Rescue

It is a daily struggle to get the Little Dudes to finish their milk. After numerous reminders to "finish their milk" the other night, Little Dude M ran to the drawer and pulled out two crazy straws. Little Dude B proposes a race to the finish. Just as I was turning the camera on, I hear them both chant "Mark, Set, Go!"

Funny thing is, I am not sure as to how the crazy straws actually arrived in the Moloko household. I certainly would never buy such a "cool" item as they are a bear to wash, so, that leads me to believe that they were a treat from a birthday party.

Checking out his competition

And the winner is.............

Little Dude M's victory dance

Something tells me that there will be many milk racing competitions to come.

Follow your Nose

They say cats always land on their feet. I wish Little Dude B had some feline landing skills. Poor guy, he always manages to take the brunt of his falls on his nose. This week as he was waiting for me to pull up in the "car pool line" to pick him up from school, he took a bit of a tumble. A classmate was playing around with him, grabbed him, and swung him around. He lost his balance and now has the outline of Sweden on his nose. He was escorted to the car by a teacher, with a scraped face and bloody mouth, and lots of tears. He was most indignant about the lack of an apology. Evidently, the classmate headed to her car after he fell and had no idea he was injured.

With a bit of bruising on the gum line and his two permanent teeth coming in, I was concerned. So, before returning to the comfort of home, I whisked him off to the Dentist. With x-rays taken and a trip to the treasure box, he was sent on his way with a "thumbs up!"

Upon returning to school the next morning, he received more attention than I think he expected. Big Sister kept telling everyone he got in a fight with the sidewalk and won. My favorite question was "Did you have chocolate ice-cream for breakfast?" He was most pleased with the young lady's apology. B man told me that "It is a good thing she is so pretty." I guess that made it easier to forgive her?

With several days of healing behind him, he actually thinks he looks pretty tough now. He said he feels like a "Wounded Marine." I have to chuckle though, he is very diligent in making sure that Hydrogen Peroxide and Neosporin are applied generously. Mr. Vanity does not want a scar.

Here is his first "nose" injury...just days before turning 2! He fell off the jungle gym.

Outta Place

On a recent hike through Prince William Forest Park with the munchkins, I took the photo below. I can honestly say, this is indeed the first time I have ever noted a fire hydrant in the midst of trees, leaves, creeks, and trails. Perhaps a precautionary measure for a forest fire? It just looked a bit out of place.