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Handy Dandy Easter Egg Candy!

Glow in the dark Skull&Crossbones silly band earrings me
 
Fancy up me hearties. Yo ho!  This pair of glow-in-the-dark silly band skull earrings are sure to be the life of ye party and the highlight of me mates day.  These jewels would have been the perfect treasure to shiver me timbers at Beatrice’s Pirate party!
 
These pirate earrings from Black Feather Studios are as one-of-a-kind as the artist, who just launched the etsy store. I am be a huge fan of this young girl. My love goes waaaayyyy back to when she was a baby girl — and, used to come play with my sister, my dog and I at the beach. I am so impressed with her work. I can’t believe she can do this…the mediums she uses (like snake vertebrae) are naturally, ecclectically cool while the jewelry is feminine and pretty.
 
Congratulations, Black Feather Studio. Your shop is unique and beautiful…just like you and your sweet mama. Kudos!

Julie from Sprinkles Bath & Body made these cute products. Remember those straws I got from fort & field for the melting Witch Punch? Well, these are the same straws. I think this is very creative!  

Lip lollies are all natural lip balm made to look like a real lollipop by using a striped paper straw for the stick…

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The great thing about being married to a handyman:  when you mention that you are stumped by “where in the world” to seat children at a party he returns three hours later with four perfectly sized picnic tables. Amazing.

Posted on Wednesday, now has 10.7  million views – if you haven’t seen this, it’s worth a peek:

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 mixed up a bunch of ingredients like this

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Beatrice could hardly contain her excitement. “Mama, what kind of party do you think Papa is going to have? Are all his Fah-Wends coming,” she curiously asked. She suspects he is having a “spider man” or a “prinnn cesss” one.

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She loved every minute. Including recipe hunting, grocery shopping, , baking, cooling, icing it took all day. It was GREAT …even when the red food dye spilled on my shorts and all over the counter *sigh* *smile*.

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Whitaker was not interested in baking. He was, however, very interested in entertaining us with the sounds and races of his trucks, motocycles and cars.

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Nothing glamorous. Made with a whole lot of time and love, though.

I hope Brian isn’t offended that we made him a red velvet cake for his birthday.

Happy birthday, Red. We love you to the MOON!

I am so thankful for The Gift of Ordinary Days from my little family. This small clip made me tear up and remember to focus on the fabulous-ness of our ordinary, little life.

(thanks, lea)

You won’t believe it but, Southern Mamas has come to the rescue AGAIN.  There is actually a class to help stop toddler tantrums!!!! This is unbelieveable. I wonder if it really works. Have you or anyone you know tried this?

via Southern Mamas

momsoncall2.jpgDon’t fret. You will survive toddlerhood and the “no” stage.

Especially now that the Atlanta pediatric nurses behind MomsOnCall.com are offering their popular toddler parenting seminar online. The course aims to help parents find out:

  • The one thing that your child needs most but will never tell you.
  • Why kids misbehave and discover how to motivate your child to achieve and make good choices.
  • Three household rules your toddler can understand.
  • Things to say to your children that motivate them to want to behave
  • How to handle discipline, sleep issues, tantrums, going out to eat, potty training, and much more!

Sign up for the on-line toddler seminar here. The seminar also is offered live in Atlanta. Click here for info.

I Love You Sign Language
We have been signing I LOVE YOU using the three seperate signs since Beatrice was born. She really hasn’t ever signed it back. I am going to try to use the one sign on the left which equates to I LOVE YOU. I am eager to see what she says!

     I Love You

I Love You can be signed as three separate signs, or by using one single gesture. I: Index finger points to self. Love: Fists cross over the chest at wrists. You: Index finger points to other person. I Love You: The “Y” hand is held up with the index finger extended.


As a stay at home mom, I am always looking for culinary tips and tips to save money, too.  I found both at Kitty Tiger’s Kitchen.  I haven’t tried it yet. But, I am going to store it in my memory to try to remember the next time I have a recipe including milk.

Here the interesting cooking tip from Kitty Tiger’s Kitchen:

Cooking Tips
Dry Powdered Milk is great to cook with. It’s cheaper than regular milk. She recommends the Wal-Mart’s Great Value Brand for the price and taste!

I guess if you use dried milk you don’t have to worry about the hormones in cow’s milk or the estrogen in soy milk. But, then you don’t get the calcium either.  Hmm…I think I am working myself into another post. So, I will leave it at that — a good, money saving, time saving tip.

Maybe I should just get a box to have on hand — those days when I am low on milk. It would save a trip to the grocery, which technically would be saving gas money. Oh, this tip is working it’s way to being green.  Go little tip, go!

*Photo by jayfader on flickr

  Lilly came to visit last week while Amanda and Jon went to D.C. for the weekend. Actually, they went toJon’s sister Jessica’s wedding.  Four WHOLE days away from home. Lucky sister, right? 

Mom and I took the girls to Free Spirit Pottery one afternoon.  If you are looking for something fun and free to do in the ‘boro with small children Free Spirit  is a great idea. They give babies a complimentary plaque.  It is totally 100% free.  You can opt for a hand print or a foot print.  We were hoping for a hand print; however the girls had something else in mind.  After trying the hands a few times we finally surrendered.  We used their feet.  Apparently, after a certain age babies like to curl their fingers. 

You may think this would be a short trip.  Rather, it took us between 1 -2 hours to pick out the paint colors, try the hands SEVERAL times, get the girls painted and then washed, etc.  It was a fun afternoon!

Would You Like Some Paint on Your Face?

Lilly Gets Her Hand Painted.  Take 1.

 

Pressing Lilly’s Finger on the Plaque.  Take 2.

 

Okay. Okay, We Will Use The Foot.


Up a tree

Originally uploaded by ironmama

If you are looking for something fun to do, I stumbled upon this at Southern Mama’s

This Sunday: Bacon Park Forest Discovery Walk. Join the Savannah Tree Foundation program director and certified arborist Patrick Grant for a guided nature walk in the 50-acre maritime forest @ Bacon Park. Children are welcome as long as they can walk or are carried in a baby-wearer. The walk isn’t stroller friendly. FREE! 1 pm Sunday. Meet @ the north side of the parking lot @ the Bacon Park tennis courts, off Skidaway Road and south of Bona Bella Drive. FREE! 912.233.8733.

  Beatrice isn’t really into technology these days. But, she will definitely be more tech-y than her mother. 

While checking up on April at My Beautiful Chaos, I stumbled upon this video which was
created to inspire teachers to use technology in engaging ways – for children’s sake.  By embracing technology teachers can develop higher level thinking skills the video persuades. And, equally important, it serves to motivate district level leaders to provide teachers with the tools and training to incorporate technology into their curriculum.

It is amazing to in-vision how tech-savvy our children will be. In fact, it is incomprehensible-ly, fantastically, exceptionally astonishing. I hope that Brian and I despite our ignorance and old-fogey-ness will embolden and enkindle Beatrice’s techie knowledge. Understandably, we won’t be able to keep up. Yet, I hope we stimulate and spark her interest rather than extinguish it.

Great video. And, great post April!

*Video From bjnesbitt on youtube

A last minute whim wrangled with us and won. Beatrice and I raced over to the Statesboro Regional Libraryto catch the Christmas Puppet Show!  The interactive show lasted about 15 minutes, which was perfect for the crowd.  The amused audience ranged from 6 month old babies to 12 year olds.  I saw Mothers, Dads and Grandparents. 

Beatrice pointed and laughed as we walked in the door.  Her laughter and smile made the effort of the  quick trip and the post-ponement of dinner worth every second.  In addition to the stellar puppetry, the library gave each child a book.  Wasn’t that nice? 

There is another show on Wednesday, December 12, 2007 from 10:30 – 11 a.  You should go. It’s a handout of fun and whimsy.  The merriment is gratis. You can’t beat that!

 

Here’s the Statesboro Regional Library’s Events for the week. I am trying to take advantage of our local library. For a complete list, click here.

December 2007
Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday
9 Dec 10 11 12 13 14 15

3:00p -4:00p WWII Veterans Christmas Party: Swainsboro

9:00a -10:00a ESL Class: Statesboro
10:00a -11:00a Christmas Story Hour: Swainsboro
10:00a -8:00p Book Sale: Statesboro
10:00a -11:00a RIF Distribution: Claxton

9:00a -10:00a ESL Class: Statesboro
12:00p -8:00p Book Sale: Statesboro
6:00p -7:00p Christmas Puppet Show and Craft Time: Statesboro

10:00a 11:00a Christmas Story Hour: Swainsboro
10:00a -11:00a Story Time for Tots: Metter
10:00a -11:00a Story Time for Tots: Claxton
10:30a -11:00a Christmas Puppet Show: Statesboro
12:00p -8:00p Book Sale: Statesboro
2:00p -3:00p RIF Distribution: Claxton

10:00a 11:00a Christmas Story Hour: Swainsboro
10:00a -8:00p Book Sale: Statesboro
10:00a -11:00a RIF Distribution: Claxton
4:00p -5:00p Soap Making Class: Swainsboro

10:00a 11:00a Christmas Story Hour: Swainsboro
 

program for January 2008. This is a program which will celebrate the
enduring contribution one book can have.

“We do not inherit the Earth from our ancestors,
                   we borrow it from our children.”
                   – Ancient Lakota Proverb

THEN

Remember when I posted about The Pink Pig?  Well, I was beginning to think I had fabricated a story about The Pink Pig.  None of my family has commented or called to explain the story.  To my rescue, an Atlanta reader offered insight through a comment:

[…]FINALLY, they would take my sister and me to visit with Santa Claus, which was of course the “real” Santa, at the downtown Rich’s.We would stand in line for hours, walking through Santa’s workshop, complete with reindeer, just to have our picture taken with Santa.

The undeniable highlight to the day was always the Pink Pig. The ride took us over a Christmas village (without parents) outside the building that surrounded the Great Tree. Once the ride returned indoors, it flew over the toy department before returning to its starting point. After completing the journey, we got a sticker that said “I rode the Pink Pig”. That silly little sticker, which by the way permanently left an oval adhesive outline on our clothes, was like a badge of honor.

The Pink Pig helped make Christmas magical in a carnival sort of way. Until I had kids of my own, it never even occurred to me that there were children who had not ridden or even heard of it.

I can’t imagine what my life would be like without those memories. Sometimes when I’m sad, memories like the Pink Pig help to cheer me up[…]

Thank you Baily Wood for the astute comment.  It DID exist.  It is not an artifact of my mind’s invention.  Especially grateful that you elaborated on the sticker,  ”the sticker” was a critical element of the stories I have heard.  The highly coveted sticker was blue ribbon  kid booty, a keepsake that was truly and very sincerely prized.  A simple gaphic, it was a citation of proof of your spoils, proof that you had ridden The Pink Pig.

Doesn’t the excitement for the ride make you sparkle inside as you think of an earlier time?  With multiple Six Flags, numerous Disney Parks, fairs every where, amid malls upon malls filled with small motorized attractions, it seems nice, it seems simple that at one time there were fewer things. 

Sometimes, too much is simply too much.  People become desensitized and numb.  I know The Pink Pig of today doesn’t draw the same emotion.  I mean, can you imagine driving all the way to Atlanta, making a four hour trek with a car load of children every Christmas to go shopping and let your kids ride on a ride – one ride, one SINGLE ride?  Wow, just saying it sounds exciting. I bet the kids were totally wired by the time they got to the ticket line.  This is such a great glimpse into the past. 

I would love to hear more stories. So, please feel free to share. 

*Photos Compliments of Baily Wood from Atlanta from her real-life ride on The Pink Pig.  Isn’t the picture cool?  And, the sticker, too. I am impressed that she has the pictures. Nice work!  You can read her comment in full here.

Baily Wood and Santa 1967 – Pink Pig sticker and all!

Here’s Beatrice and one of her favorite people in the world, her baby sitter.  Viviana is amazing with her. Frankly, she is an amazing person.  I know you all have heard me sing her praises.  So, I thought I would share a picture with you.  Beatrice looks so happy with her. Doesn’t she? Pretty in Pink Baby!

Baby Happy = Mama Happy.

Buenas Dias!

Here’s one more picture of Beatrice. She’s pretty in pink! Sorry, I just had to squeeze it in — in true stay-at-home-mom-crazy-about-your-kid fashion.

Guess what. Guess what. Guess what!  Beatrice and Barry played for the FIRST time yesterday. They actually interacted with each other. I know you know how crazy I am about Barry. And, I know you know how crazy I am about Beatrice. You know this makes mama proud.  Barry has ignored her much-unlike my dreams, my dreams that they would play and love each other.  During my pregnancy he was very attentive to my needs and very understanding. However, once Beatrice arrived he has been really low, lethargic, and seemingly depressed.  He completely ignores her as he will leave the room any time she approaches him. I caught a video of it yesterday.  I am still beaming. My children DO get along!

P.S. They are playing with one of the leftover daisy’s from the diaper cake (from earlier post).  I was going to return it for a refund. Oh, well. It is worth the dollar it cost to seem them interact with one another. 

My Mom always tells of how she, Aunt Peggy and Grandmother would ride the Pink Pig in Atlanta.  It was above the downtown Rich’s store. Grandmother would take them to Atlanta to shop and go to the Doctor.  It must have been a long drive from Nashville (Georgia) with FIVE children.  I think I have also heard Uncle Jim talk about it.  If you know more about this story, please elaborate. Tell me because I only vaguely remember the details.  I think they would go each year and all come home with a sticker announcing, “I rode the Pink Pig.”  

Rich’s abandoned the Pink Pig as I remember getting Richie Bears from Grandmother for Christmas. However, they have brought back the pig. I will try to get the history on it.  

When I think of Christmas, Rich’s always comes to mind…still.  

Take part in a favorite Atlanta holiday tradition: ride the Pink Pig @ Macy’sin Lenox Square Shopping Mall on Peachtree Road from now until Dec. 31. Best for kids of all ages. The ride no longer loops the roof of Rich’s downtown but now is under a big tent through a life-size storybook that tells the story of the Pink Pig.The “I Rode the Pink Pig” sticker is one for the scrap books. Click here for hours and prices.

 Disney on Ice is coming to the Savannah Civic Center Nov. 7-11. No, ladies -Don’t be so “mouse-y.” I am not talking about a new mommy drink.

   It’s a skating extravaganza featuring the tiara-clad crowd, all the popular princesses: Cinderella, Jasmine, Ariel, Belle, Snow White, Sleeping Beauty and Mulan. Tickets go on sale Friday Oct. 5 (tomorrow!). Tickets cost: $12, $16, $19. Opening night tickets are $12. Buy tickets by clicking here or call (912) 651-6556.

I would love to go, but I just don’t think Bea is quite ready for this yet.   Sorry for being so Goofy.

Brinnng. Brinnnng. The phone rang furiously.  My bottem was in-air as I was bent over the front seat, seat-belt unlatched to try to catch the caller.  Like a dog trying to unearth a bone, I frantically dug in the baby bag, pocket book, and shopping sacks while my hiney shined at passersby.  Brinnng. Brinnnnng. One hand in, one hand out.  My body was tinkering.  Got it.  Upon locating my phone, I held the prize as I quickly scooted into normal passenger  mode. 

“Hello,” I answered.  There was no dial tone. The voice mail answered before I could. Rats! 

As I listened to the message, Brian began to laugh uncontrollably.  “I was calling to see if you wanted a T-shirt,” the caller recorded.  Hysterically, my husband tears with laughter. “We are placing orders for the MOMs Club T-shirts. Do you want one,” the message continued.  In true St. Nick fashion my husband bounces up in down in the drivers seat with laughter. Jolly old Brian’s entire body vibrated with cackles of amusement until tears came to his eyes. 

“Babe, you have to tell me what is so funny,” I told him.  He withheld. I pursued.  Finally, he confided: that is the funniest thing that I have ever heard.  Apparently, the thought of MOMs Club apparel brings him shrieking with merriment.  “This is over-the-top,” he howled still bubbling with snickers.  Before he could contain his chuckles, I told him that I had actually ALREADY ordered one.  I bought one as soon as I found out about it!  In fact, I can’t wait for it to come in. 

“That’s great,” he cheerfully tittered.  “That is so great. I am glad to see you are so excited about being a Mom.” 

We retired the conversation, as I sat smugly rolling my eyes at his amusement and he sat face-strapped-with-a-smile.  I still do not know what is so funny about having a T-shirt for the MOMs Club.  I have Rotary Club T-shirts, old sorority t-shirts, Ga-Fl T-shirts, and shirts for banks and every other establishment in town.  I guess he doesn’t think the MOMs club is a serious club.  I guess he doesn’t think that changing diapers repeatedly every day, planning menus, shopping for ingredients, entertaining a 7 month old with music, toys, dancing, and conversation warrents a garment.  But, it does.  We deserve so much more than a lousy t-shirt.  Actually, Moms deserve a trophy.  And you know, we have one, or two, or three, or even four.  Each new family member, with their toothless grins and warm kisses, is trouphy enough.  So, I guess he is right afterall.  We don’t JUST deserve a t-shirt, though, we deserve more. 

  
Speaking of T-Shirts and Dads, I think this guy has a clue. I believe I am going to order one of these for dear old Papa Brian!

B and I are always in search of educational, fun things to do. Here is a list I stumbled upon on the Southern Mama’s Blog.  I may make a page of it as we discover new adventures. 

  • Upcoming Events

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    As a child I LOVED Broccoli Casserole.  I liked it so much that my Mom taught me how to make it.   We made it so frequently that I memorized the ingredients and could rehearse the instructions by heart.  I cooked it last night as it made me nostalgic.  Simply the smell of it reminds me of the yellow bowl my Mom used to make it in.  And, I can remember grating the cheese and tearing with the onion.    I have other broccoli recipes, but this recipe is special. More than a meal, it is a dish of memories topped with sentimentality and spiced with reminence.  I can hardly wait to find out what Beatrice’s favorite recipes will be. More, I can not wait to cook together – just like my mother did with me. It will be so much fun!  I placed it with a Grilled Rib-eye, salad and wine.   It’s really easy. And, really yummy. Enjoy!

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    Broccoli Casserole from Aunt Jessie & Bert Beam’s Kitchen

    2 (10 oz.) boxes chopped, frozen broccoli
    1 can mushroom soup
    1 cup grated sharp cheddar
    2 tablespoons grated onion
    2 eggs, beaten
    1 cup Mayonnaise
    salt & pepper to taste
    1 bag crushed Ritz crackers
    1/2 stick of butter

    Cook broccoli. Drain. Mix with all the ingredients in a casserole dish.  Crush the crackers in the bag. Melt butter. Mix the butter with the crackers. Top the casserole.

    Cook for 20 minutes at 400 degrees (cook until it bubbles)

    Variations:  1/2 can mushroom soup/1/2 can celery soup 0r, 1/2 cup mayonnaise/1/2 cup sour cream.

        

    Okay – this is an old post. Apparently the photos were not visable. So, I am reposting it in effort to learn how to correctly includ pictures.  Can you see them now?  Please take a minute to let me know. You can just leave a comment. Thanks a bunch for helping me learn the art & science of blogging:

    We went to the Pumpkin Patch yesterday for a hay ride and corn maze. The weird thing was there were no pumpkins!  The fields did not produce any this year.  The kids fed the chickens and pigs. And got a baby pumpkin to take home. It was so much fun. I am super short on time today so I will have to tell you all about it later.  As you will see, I dressed B in her overalls. She matched Farmer Joe.  For all the Aunts and Uncles and Cousins and friends here are some of the pictures.  My hair is doing something rather funky.  It’s a good thing I am going to the salon on Thursday!

      b at pumpkin patch 3  b at pumpkin patch b at pumpkin patch 2