Circus Confessions: What Mommy did…


I may have hidden some of the chocolate the children got at their Christmas parties.  It may now be gone.  I also may have had more coffee.


It is also possible that I gave my one  year-old a vanilla cream cookie before lunch, as a result of her loudly expressing her displeasure that I was not able to make a sandwich and cut up oranges at the speed of light, and all with one arm (because she wanted to be in the other).  Additionally, it is also possible that the vanilla cream cookie is all she actually ate, as who wants peanut butter and jelly after you have eaten a vanilla cream cookie.  I may have had diced up peanut butter and jelly for my own lunch.


Random Observation

I have four kids (that is not the random observation).  I have a lot of this little kid parenting figured out, at least to the point where not much surprises me anymore.  But a few things still elude me.  Like, how can they sit in a booster chair, with a tray and a bib with a fold for catching spills, eat macaroni and cheese, get nothing on their clothes, and yet end up sitting on a quarter pound of the stuff?  Seriously, you pick them up thinking “Wow, easy clean-up today.  Great job, buddy!”  Then you look down at the seat….quarter pound of macaroni.  Check the rear…nothing?  How?  You are sitting on macaroni and cheese, but there’s nothing squashed on your rear end, and no sign you dropped anything.  Are you neatly depositing the stuff at your sides?  I don’t get it.  But every single one of them has done it.  How do cheerios end up UNDER the booster chair pad and seat?  I need a butter knife just to get at them, and even then they are usually stuck forever in an unreachable abyss. 

This ends my random observation.


Circus Break: Morning Coffee

Y’all know how I feel about my coffee.  And sometimes, just sometimes, I like to have a little snack with my mid-morning cup.  So I head to the pantry and take out some nice, organic wheat and cheddar crackers.  I pour them into small, snack sized bowls.  Then I hand them to the kids, dash back to the kitchen, and cut myself a nice slab of leftover birthday cake.  🙂 


Virtually undetectable by those among us with short legs, when eaten at the breakfast bar. 


Happy Wednesday!


Circus Love: The little things

Stay-at-home moms (or dads) know what I mean when I say there’s a window of about 30 seconds between getting the last peanut butter and jelly sandwich on the table, and when the recipient of the first peanut butter and jelly sandwich finishes it and asks for more.  If that doesn’t happen, there’s the inevitable first catastrophic spill triggering the beginning of the clean-up routine.  During that 30 second window stay at home parents everywhere face the same fundamental dilemma; what can I make and eat for lunch in 30 seconds.  No, the handful of m&ms and swig of cold coffee are not a good option.  And granted, there will be “leftovers” consisting of crumbs and crusts and partially chewed pieces of sandwich that you didn’t realize were partially chewed (awesomely delicious surprise…gag).  But it sure is nice when you get some real food for lunch, even if it is scarfed down in bites between picking up the banana you just cut up for your one year-old off the floor.  (Guess what, she didn’t want more food after all….)   

Which is why I was so looking forward to lunch the other day.  There was leftover chicken alfredo in the fridge for me (real leftovers, not the pre-chewed, previously saliva seasoned ones).  As the children settled into their food, I could not wait to get to that fridge and pop that dish in the microwave.  I  knew there was some fresh parmesan cheese to grate over the top, and oh, it would taste so good.   But in my dash to the fridge I quickly decided that getting the cheese and grater and all out, would take up too much of my precious estimated 60 second lunch.  I pulled out the container and popped off the lid to vent it in the microwave.  You know what?  There, covering the top of those noodles and sauce was a beautiful layer of cheesy goodness.  Mr, Ringmaster, knowing I would eat those leftovers for lunch, grated cheese over the top of them before he went to work that morning. 

Thinking about grating parmesan cheese on a busy mom’s lunch at breakfast time, that’s love right there.

But alas, no leftovers (at least the good kind) today, and I just spend like 300x my allotted 60 seconds to write this post.  Kids are restless, time to go.  M&ms and a swig of coffee it is! 



Tea Paties and Baby Dolls: The Circus Gets Girly

ImageNo one will ever be able to convince me that there are no natural gender roles.  We’ve had a tea set and kitchen set since my oldest boy was small, never has it gotten so much attention as my 12 month-old daughter has given it over the last few months.  We get tea, her brothers get tea, and they’re nearly untouched and forgotten stuffed animal cast offs now get tea.  The baby dolls get fed spoonfuls of imagined mushed who knows what, and they are rocked and patted and snuggled.  The very same were chucked across the room after being dangled by a foot, in her brothers’ toddler years, despite my pleas as a mommy with their siblings on the way to please “be gentle with the baby.”

But that’s ok.  The boys have their tea party moments with her, and she can make a “vroom-vroom” toy car go with the best of them.  But I am so enjoying the girly aspects of play these days.  Here is a sweet a little felt tea and cookie set I made her for Christmas: ImageObviously, I didn’t make the plates and the tea pot, they are brother cast-offs.  But I was tickled with the way they came out, so I put a set up on my Etsy store.  http://www.etsy.com/shop/Takes2Stitches?ref=no-search-results  You can see more pictures there as well.  Next I am on to a doll blanket and pillow.  🙂

Don’t worry, the boys are getting in on the home-made Christmas gifts, too.  I’ve got fleece mittens with an embroidered Dusty from Planes in the works.

Anyone making anything for your own little ones?

Happy Thursday!


What does dinner prep time look like in your house?  In this circus, it goes something like this:

Chop, chop

“MOOOMMMMYYYYY, I want a snack.”

Its too, close to dinner. 


Move baby away from the HVAC vent she’s trying to remove from the floor.

Clanking of pans.

“CAN SOMEONE COME WIPE ME?”  (I am the only adult at home, why does he not ask me (Mommy) to come wipe him?  Does he think his 5 year-old brother’s going to do it?)

Replace HVAC vent on the way to the bathroom to take care of Circus Boy #2’s hygiene.

Flushing, washing, then more chopping.

Move baby away from the HVAC vent she’s trying to remove from the floor.

“NOOO!! NOO! NOOOOOOO!” (Loud squeal)

What happened?

“He’s touching my truck!”

“He’s standing in front of the tv!”

Squealing, interrupted by….

fishing the toys dropped by baby out of HVAC vent.  Replace vent.

Whack!  (Circus boy #3 come up from behind and smacks Circus Boy #2 with toy car.  Why?  No one knows.)

Set one child at the table, one on a carpet, one on another carpet, distribute books. 

Dump vegetables in pan, get spoon.

Move baby away from the HVAC vent she’s trying to remove from the floor.

“WHAAA, He moved!!” 

“He looked at me!” 

“Can I have a snack? ….But I’m sooooo hungry.”

You are hungry because it is dinner time.  Sure is a shame I spent so much time in here instead of cooking dinner.

Replace vent cover. 


“Fall” from Circus: Hobbies of the Ringmaster

I love sewing.  Not mending, I really hate mending (as illustrated by the pile of clothing needing buttons, or hems, or seams repaired tucked into the back of my little sewing corner).  I don’t even really like garment making (though I’m getting better at that).  I really like the artsy stuff.  I like picking out fabric, I like matching up subtle colors in a pattern to bring them to the forefront of a design.  I like using them to add depth and shape to an applique object.  And most of all, (and this is a big most of all) I like projects I can actually finish on a mom of 4 little kids time budget. 

The colors, the fabrics and a little bit of creative time make me happy; a sliver of a break from being Mommy the cleaner-upper/cook.  Instead, I get to be Mommy, the creator of “cool” things.  The one who can turn a plain old shirt into a Transformers shirt, or put Handy Manny on a pillow case.  The one who can make the “cool” pajama shorts, which are cool because they don’t have a tag and can never be “put on backwards.”  I can make a boring towel fun, and make presents for teachers and Nana. 

Here is a shameless plug for some of the autumn projects I’m working on.  You can find them (and others) in my Etsy Store: https://www.etsy.com/shop/Takes2Stitches?ref=si_shop.  If you’re a crafty person, I’d love to hear (or, I guess, read) your feedback.