Bunny Mask

Here's a little Easter craft project I made. I would submit it to Sugardoodle or The Idea Door, but I can't figure out how. You will need:

a copy of the picture

crayons

scissors

tape or glue

one popsicle stick per mask.

Optional items are cotton balls and one mini marshmallow per mask. You can cut the marshmallow in half lengthwise and glue the 2 halves to the teeth, and cut the cotton balls up (optional) and glue them to the cheeks/face.

Color the pieces, cut them out, including the eyes. Tape/glue ears to the back of the head, and tape/glue a popsicle stick to the back from the nose down, so the kids can hold it up to their face.

Enjoy!

(right click to print)

Too much T.V.

"Help! Heeeelllpppp! ¡Ayúdeme!!!!!!!!" (uh-yoo-duh-may) Denver yells from his bedroom. He has been playing in his bed, and is now tangled in the sheets. It takes me back to when Amberlyn was that age. She would yell to be let out of her high chair, "Help! Heeeelllpppp! ¡Ayúdeme!!!!!!!!" I think they've been watching too much Dora & Diego, what do you think? (I should mention here thet ayudeme is spanish for help me)

I think the tv influence is high in our house. Denver is Mr. Propaganda. He's the reason advertisers have commercials. He'll come bursting into my room exclaiming, "Mom!!! We gotta get wunna those!" When I ask him what we 'gotta get', the response is "Skechers!" or "Apple Jacks!" or whatever he's just seen. He's not picky though. Pretty much anything he sees he thinks he has to have, even if it's not child-related in any way, like, "Mom, can we get Oxy Clean?!" Me, "Denver, we have Oxy Clean." Then he replies with an all knowing "ohhhhhh."

Right now, Denver's feeding me Froot Loops one at a time as I type. I quickly munch them from his fingers, pretending I'm going to eat his hands, and he laughs. He has a great laugh.

It's a good time of day. My kids are usually pretty good during the day. But it's usually somewhere around 6:00 I begin to lose patience. That's about the time I begin to realize why some animal mothers eat their young. That's the time that bedtime can't come soon enough. Thank goodness I have Bunko tonight, and my brother will deal with them.

Denver has disappeared........too quiet........

Aaahhhhhhhh! Powder all over the carpet!

And so it begins......

Freaky Fish

Can I just say that my fish freak me out? Not in a eewwww slimy fish kind of way, (well, that too) but they have me paranoid. I'm paranoid that they're gonna die. The two big goldfish like to hang out on the top of the tank. Every time I walk in the room, there they are, just chillin', at the top of the water. I keep thinking they're dead. I know goldfish aren't supposed to live all that long anyway, so I just keep expecting them to croak. I don't really know how old they are, as we got them from a friend (thanks Lisa!), so whenever I walk into the room and see the fish at the top of the tank, I have to go over and make sure they're still alive. I kind of feel like a new mom again, in the sense that I'm always checking to make sure they're still breathing.

Then there's the sucker fish. He's nasty. He's this fat, whiskery, grey monster lookin' thing that just creeps me out. He kind of makes me mad because he won't stick to the side of the tank like he's supposed to. Instead, he hides in his cave. What good is a sucker fish if he doesn't do his job, and clean the tank? Also, I think he's a hypochondriac. He has this attention getting behavior, and turns himself upside down. Now, I've always been taught that an upside down fish is a dead fish. I think he knows this, and totally does it on purpose. I'll walk by and see him at the bottom of the cave, upside down with his nasty mouth wide open, like some movie corpse. They I get all grossed out and think he's dead, and tap on the tank to get him to move. Then he'll flip himself over and go stick himself to the inside of the cave again, and mock me. I can totally hear his snickering as he jeers at me and laughs, "hahaha, I duped her again! She's such a sucker!"

Stupid fish.

On the other hand, they're totally mesmerizing. Do you ever go the the dentist or doctor and just sit and stare at the fish? Even if you don't have an appointment, do you just want to go in there and watch them? (umm.... me neither....I was just checking....ya...) Fish are relaxing. I think I read somewhere that they even lower your blood pressure. Matt mocks me too, for going over to stare at them. They're just.......so.......ummm...... what was I saying? Sorry, I was staring at the fish.

Anyway. That's my fish rant. Do your fish freak you out too?