Spring Break

Spring vacation


Was so relaxing even though not a lot got done.

Sometimes you need mandatory off days.

It wasn’t so much that I did anything super exciting and fun.

It was more that everyone was home.

And there were lots of things going on.

Siblings, siblings in law, nieces and nephews all came.

It was a party.

It was adorable seeing which neices/nephews personality and you would be surprised how young they begin exhibiting theirs.

It doesn’t make it too hard to realize what they will be like as teenagers.

Like the 2 year old  niece that comes to my room expecting me to ‘do her face’ and nails.

The nephew who finds it fascinating to see dead animals.

The 3 year old niece who knows how to manipulate the adults around her.

The toddler who while learning how to walk, tottering away, manages to step over all of the blocks, lego, and clics scattered around, but will walk into a wall.

The little boy who tells the most outrageous lies when posed a question regarding something he said previously. He is a really talented liar and they are hilariously funny (although his mom is not entirely amused).

Just like adults, even, I tell you.


It does not warrant a comment!


I made a nice oatmeal facemask, cuz I decided my face needed something else.

I whipped it up quickly since it’s a really easy recipe – consisting of egg-white and oatmeal smeared on face and left on for 15-20 minutes.

I was lying on a recliner, waiting for it to harden.

My father walked by and turned to my older brother, “this looks like an ad for something.”

My niece toddled by. She is a really precocious 2-year-old. Nope I am totally not a biased aunt or something!

“What’s that?” she asked.

“Oatmeal.” I responded.

“Can I have some?” Cuz clearly if I was putting it on my face, it was something worthwhile.

“No- it’s silly!” I sat her on my lap and told her, “Feel it”.

She did and then agreed she did not want it after all. Once it’s halfway dried it has a very spongy, icky consistency.

I let her into my room and sat her down allowing her to watch YouTube clips of random stuff.

In middle she turns to me and said, “You know,” (referring to my face,) “it’s weird!”

Then she insisted on using all of my makeup which I willingly complied – I love putting makeup on people. When I told her we were done and after the little girl inspected herself in the mirror and gave the okay –she then insisted that I had to put makeup on her doll. Her doll had a filthy face and I had to use nail polish remover to take off all the dirt. But after it actually looked pretty decent.

I took her out of my room to give her icecream (ha because I am not her mother – I get to spoil her rotten, and mind you this was waay after her bedtime!) I passed my brother in law in the hall.

His eyebrows shot up “Who pied you?”

My niece looked up at me, “It’s weird.” She informed me (again)

Okaaay I had more than enough comments I think it is time to wash it off!

My niece is a character

I went over to her house today to help my sister pack. She is moving this Sunday and has no movers, is not packed and a darling daughter who unpacks as she packs.

I would be very frustrated if I were her.

As it is I came over to help and was not the most thrilled person out there after she unpacked a box I had just packed.

“Oh no- What are you doing?” I said in an unhappy tone of voice to my little two-year-old niece.

I did not get a response from her – she just looked at me and continued to unpack all her toys.

I couldn’t help but smile at her.

She had the most trouble-making face on and she had stamped her eyelids with blue ink.

I looked at my sister to see her reaction.

“Darling you can only play with one toy now, the rest is going to stay in the box.” She said tiredly and unconvincingly.

The darling just looked at her and continued yanking all the items I had put inside the box.

We just looked at each other, and then I said. “My gosh I can’t even get mad at her face is covered in stamps she looks hilariously funny!”

“I know! The stamps were near my makeup and she thought it was makeup.” She laughed and said “You should see her after she gets into my makeup…”

I smiled and then she said,

“Her face, the walls …everything in sight.”

I left soon after.

GO,Go, Hurry, Hurry, Quickly, Quickly-BEEEEEP!

Did you ever try to get someone to rush so fast they don’t think?

I have!

 As a counselor a few summers ago, when i could see that lots of campers did not seem very interested on doing an activity, i would simply tell them in a very urgent tone of voice “RUN!!”

And because peoples immediate reaction is to just run, they never really fully thought it through and decide “But hold on, I really don’t wanna” they just simply ran.

This trick does not only work on kids, I tried it on my 15 year old sister recently.

We had a guest over and he had forgotten something and he was leaving, I quickly turned to my sister (who wasn’t wearing shoes)

“OMG-he left his… “I practically shouted as I threw it at her, “run after him, QUICK!! RUN!!’

Had she had stopped to consider this, she would have been like “No Way, You should!”

Instead she ran so fast out the door and chased after him to give it back.

I found it a little humorous.

Until I found myself in a similar situation, only it was just a little bit different.

I was driving my car (Liz) and someone beeped at me to go already, I looked up from my phone and zoomed past the stop sign barely looking.

That was the absolute equivalence of someone yelling “GO!!”

On a side note driving is anyways much more dangerous, so don’t have anyone ‘rush you’ into going or doing anything without thinking.

We all do this in one way or the other.

Like once my sister met a lady who was rushing to go to the shoe repair store.

The woman realized that, “Oh no!” since she had forgotten to bring the shoes. She was in such a rush she simply forgot!

Rather slow a little now, so you can have more time later!

The Worlds Greatest Invention!

Over the weekend we had lots of relatives staying with us. That kind of translates into having a lot of children scattered all over the place.

The oddest thing of it all is that I absolutely love it. I know one of my siblings that got displaced from his bed so a couple could sleep in his room, was okay with it as well. It’s kind of weird in that way. (And although he could have slept on the couch he chose to sleep in a closet 8)

I guess it’s just fun having company, more things happening.

The place is absolutely flying. Everyone does their own  thing. Some people hate that sort of thing – I thrive on it!

However, it also means waking up at random intervals during the night because a child has a nightmare, a stomach-ache, or just needs to be tucked in again. That is where The Invention comes in.

It  never ceases to amaze me, the invention of the pacifier. A baby is bawling, loudly, and gratingly. All you have to do is just stick a pacifier in his mouth.

That’s all!

Then the baby gets calm, and relaxes. It’s amazing. I would love to try it for adults.

Ha- imagine in therapy instead of the therapist offering the client a box of tissues, she would offer a pacifier!

Imagine someone is extremely stressed and unhappy – instead of needing to vent, all she has to do is suck on a pacifier!

Imagine a professor yelling about a huge assignment coming up and instead of all the students groaning inwardly. All mouths begin sucking a pacifier.

This actually sounds like a really pleasant alternative.

It seems like the world would be a whole lot calmer, a whole lot more chilled, and yes a whole lot more civilized.

I actually tried it – it’s a fantastic distraction. (Not to me, silly, everyone else ;))