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#101: Water Balloon Fight!


The thing about summer that makes me crazy is that I am a mom who works from home. During the school year, my oldest daughter goes to school full time, and my youngest is in preschool/daycare two full days a week, which means that I have two pretty good chunks of uninterrupted time to get work done – and then I’m easily able to fill in the extra time I need to do work around my three year old’s naps.

During the summer? Not so much. I have struggled to find the balance and there are days when you have to throw your hands up in the air and say, “Screw balance!” and just have fun.

Yesterday was that day.

I took the girls out for donuts for breakfast (I did coffee and a bagel – random Sarah confession – there is really only ONE kind of donut I like. One. And if that is an option, it is SO hard to resist – but any other kind of donut? I will happily walk away from it, turning up my nose and being all, “Ewwwww. Donuts.” Yeah, I’m weird). We got back in the car and I had no idea where I was intending to go. I just started driving. Then an idea popped into my head…

Water balloons.

I went to the grocery store, picked up TWO packs of 150 balloons. The girls were so freaking excited that Seven walked RIGHT INTO¬† A LAMP POST because she was looking at the balloons while walking back to the car. She’s fine now, don’t worry.

Filling up the balloons was a gigantic pain in the butt – I had kind of anticipated that the handy little jobby-doo they give you with the balloons would fit over the kitchen faucet – but it didn’t. Outside we went.

Three hundred balloons? Just so you know? You DO NOT NEED 300 balloons. For anything. Ever.

Also, orange balloons pop more than any other color.

After a long extended time filling them up, we had our fight [I’m still working on editing the video which I’ll eventually post here or via YouTube] – and first of all – those suckers can HURT. Second of all, I think there was too much air in the balloons¬† somehow (from the hose? I have no idea), because those suckers BOUNCED.

So, was it the event I pictured in my head? Nope, not really. (Also, I must have been wearing a target on my crotch – took several hits to the crotchal region. Thanks, kids). We had a fun time though, and for a day, I was able to just let go and be silly.


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#92: Find Someone To Make Quilt

When my oldest was my youngest, or maybe even before she was born, I decided that I would save all of her favorite/best outfits from her first year of life and have them made into a quilt. Her favorite blankets, the dress she wore for Christmas, some of the trim from her car seat. All of those pieces I wanted to be able to remember for the rest of her life.

Enter: my friend, Casey.

She took this huge box of clothes and turned it into the most amazing quilt. She pieced together all these memories of my daughter’s first year and made it into this magical thing for me. When I go into Six’s room, I see this quilt on the wall, scraps of her first sheets, the pink and green plaid of her sunhat and I am so grateful that I have those saved in a way that I can always remember that year.


(Excuse the hideous blue of my daughter’s wall – we are all SO over this color but I am so not up for repainting just yet).

My youngest is now three and a half, and I haven’t wanted to ask Casey to make another quilt – I know how hard she worked to make this one for us, and how much time it took. She has two amazing kiddos of her own and she’s crazy busy. BUT, this morning, Casey (who reads this blog – Say HI CASEY!) emailed me to volunteer to make Three’s quilt for me. She has committed to making it, though she’s got a few other things on her plate to take care of first. I am over the moon thrilled, and not above rubbing it in your faces that: Ha ha, I have a Casey, and YOU DON’T!

The clothes are in a box in the closet and ready when she is.


What amazing friends I have, right? Thank you, Casey! I love ya!

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