800

I just realized when I sat down to write today's post that yesterday was my 800th post. 

800 times I've sat down at the computer to write about our boys, our life, our home and all things random. 

Almost 4 years. 

Sometimes I go back and look at the old stuff I wrote. 

I'm so glad I wrote so much of this down.

I hope one day my boys (and their wives and their kids) will enjoy reading about their childhoods. 

Happy 800th post, Snickelfritz Lane!

Wacky Wednesday

In honor of Dr. Seuss's birthday, Luke's class held Wacky Wednesday last week. 

Can you tell he was not into it at all? 

I think Fletcher was a little sad that his school wasn't participating.  Boring school uniforms.  



Pioneer Diorama

Fletcher's 2nd grade class has been studying pioneer life in history.  They each had to make a diorama of what the interior of a pioneer house might look like.  Here is Fletcher's finished project:

Can you see the quilt on the bed?  The Bible on the table?  The candle on the table?  Coffee mug?  Loaf of bread?  Cooking fire?  Door?  Window?  Pioneer dog?  Pioneer wife rocking the pioneer dress and head kerchef?  Gun rack above the bed? 

Kevin lovingly pointed out to me that the pioneers probably did not have scopes on their rifles back then. 

Details....

A Little Crazy

Well hello there, Snickelfritz Lane a.k.a "poor little neglected blog."

I know. It seems we haven't spoken in weeks. 

I'm not mad at you.  You have just dropped very low on my priority to do list.

Why?

Well, there's been this little thing called Luke's ear infection, a visit from Grandma and Papa Charlie, a Spelling Bee at Fletcher's school, and just life in general.

Oh and one more thing....

We found out last week that we are moving.  Kevin got a promotion at work.  He is now "Vice President of Operations."  I keep telling him I will make him a cool name tag with his new title to wear to work, but he's not taking the bait.  When I call him at work, I ask him why he doesn't say, "Kevin ______, Vice President.  How many I help you?"  He was not amused.  But I am very, very proud of him and his accomplishments.  His company knows a good thing when they see it.

Anyway,  we won't move until after Fletcher finishes school.  So probably early June.  We have a very sweet, very qualified lady in our church who happens to be an awesome real estate agent and she is going to help us put our house on the market.  We spent a large part of Saturday and Sunday decluttering and packing up nonessentials to put in a storage unit so our house looks ROOMY and SPACIOUS and UNCLUTTERED.  Just like you see on those HGTV shows.  However, I don't think any of those people on those shows have two little boys with 19,348 Legos and several or 23 "big machines" filling up our playroom that used to be a dining room. Oh, and I'm pretty sure the HGTV people don't have a dog that sheds so much hair we have dog hair tumbleweeds rolling down our hallways the day after everything has been vaccuumed.  So we could use your prayers that our house will sell quickly in spite of our severe shortcomings in the tidiness department. 

We did tell the boys. They seem to be doing ok with it.  Fletcher goes back and forth from thinking it will be a fun adventure to knowing that he is really going to miss his friends and his school and his church.  Luke is just glad we are taking him with us. 

So over the next few weeks and months, I'll try not to neglect you too much, Snickelfritz Lane.  You get to come to our new (rental) house too.  As long as you don't play with Legos and don't shed. 

P.S.  I think there is a way to sign up for updates so that when I do put up a new post, it notifies you in your email.  I just don't know how to do it.  Maybe you have to "follow me" which sounds a little creepy and stalkerish.  Does anyone know?  Anyone?  Bueller?

Busted!

Several weeks ago we had a lice scare at our house.  Our pastor's wife called me Monday afternoon and told me Luke had been exposed to lice Sunday night at church. I immediately went into prevention mode - stripping bed linens, bagging up stuffed animals, and washing hair. 

Luke's bag of stuffed animals stayed in the garage for several weeks in a garbage bag just to be sure. Rocky #1 was in that bag.  Today before church Luke asked if he could have his bag of animals.  Not thinking, I said "yes".  Fletcher came running into the office with a panicked look and said, "Hide Rocky." 

At that point, Luke came around the corner and said, "There are two Rockys?" 

So now he knows.

A Few Thoughts About Valentine's Day

1.  I'm glad my friend has a playroom with a chalkboard wall.

2.  Yes, I got a rather strange look from the Home Depot guy when he asked, "What do you need the PVC pipe for?"

3.  I am glad my boys are young enough to still put up with my crazy whims.  I know they will see these one day and say, "Mom?!  Seriously?!  You made me give these to my class?!"

4. Sticker placement is not important to Luke.
5.  Kevin helped me and the boys assemble these on Saturday.  I know how he really feels about Valentines Day (he thinks it is a marketing ploy for Hallmark and flower growers to make more money).  The fact that he helped tells me how much he loves me. 

6.  Without Valentines like these, I wouldn't get to have conversations like this:
(Before we assembled everything)
Luke:  Mom, what are those?
Me:  These are the Valentines for your class.
Luke:  So I'm going to give those to all my pretty girls?

Groundhog Day