Thursday, I got my hair done because we were doing family photos on Friday night. Yes--colds and all. So after the kids had been home with a babysitter all day I took them to Rasmussen farms to get their pumpkins. They've done this enough times to know the drill. No one touches a wagon or a pumpkin until they have posed for the obligatory photos:
My fat Buster in the pumpkins
Thursday night I went to dinner with my friends for Misa's birthday. I promise my shirt was not see-through in real life. Damn the flash. This photo was a wake-up call for me too. I need a new bra stat. "The girls" are practically sitting in my lap:
Friday, the kids starting complaining that we haven't done anything fun for fall break (and I couldn't invite anyone over because of their colds.) So like an idiot, I bought them the spooky Halloween gingerbread houses to decorate. I hastily tried to glue the freaking things together with frosting only to watch them collapse in on themselves. I've only done this exact thing like four years in a row. Someday I'll learn to buy the pre-assembled houses.
Sam got home from work and we ran to take our family photos. Here is a sneak peak:
I know the photo is tiny--this is just an unedited photo my photographer extraordinaire Jill emailed me to make me laugh because Ryan's hand is down my shirt!
When we got home that night, Sam took one look at the gingerbread mess and decided to take matters into his own hands. He informed me that I had actually used the roof pieces for the sides and he had to take the houses apart and start over. He went to Home Depot to buy black caulking to glue the houses together. Why do I even try?
Saturday morning, I helped the kids decorate their houses. By "help" I mean I made the frosting and set out bowls of candy and let them go to town. Clearly, they had no help:
Aren't they gnarly? (the houses...well, the kids are too.)
After a much needed massage on Saturday (thanks Heidi!) and a trip to Pottery Barn kids with a friend, I felt like a new woman. I then helped the kids make their Red Ribbon week (say no to drugs) posters for school. No one is ever going to accuse me of doing my kids' work!
Today I had to teach the Relief Society lesson at church. I was just praying the whole time I wouldn't start coughing. With enough diet coke, I got through it. (I had to send Sam to the Sev to get me a fountain DC and chocolate donut because the ox was the in the mire.)
I have no idea what I am going to do to entertain four sick kids tomorrow. I bet fall break was a man's idea.