Favorite Pictures From The Weekend

And the best part is all pictures were taken by Goldie.

Goldie looking up at Clay pushing her in the stroller:




Her adorable brothers:







Self Portrait:




And what one sees when they are 3' tall.

Look What I Found in Milo's Pants!

I just walked in the front door from dropping George off at school and Clay says to me, and I quote:

"I just found a tire gauge and two pieces of candy in Milo's pants."

And sure enough, stuffed down the back of his pants was a tire gauge and two pieces of candy (still in their wrappers). Good instincts, Milo. It's always good to be prepared. Just in case...

What We've Been Eating

Not that you asked...

Three layer chocolate cake for Nancy's 40th birthday. (Okay really 44 but who's keeping track?)



Homemade crackers, which Milo and Goldie LOVED sprinkling with salt, herbs and Parmesan cheese.









Rhubarb fresh from a friend's garden and quickly turned into this.



Chocolate bundt cake served in our sun room and shared with anyone who walked by.

What's One to Do With a 25 lb Bag of Flour?

How about celebrate three birthdays.

Every year the kids get to pick a theme for their birthday cake and I do my best to deliver.

This is what I started with:



And here's what I turned it into.

Goldie (turning 4) wanted a princess cake:



George (turning 6) wanted a rainbow cake:



And Milo (turning 2) wanted a Roomba cake:



Happy Birthday, Martin children!

Grandma Jan, You Owe Me.

Look what Clay wanted to buy you for Mother's Day.

Not sure what he ended up with, perhaps a turkey roasting pan.

Jesus vs. The Maccabees

Yesterday George was mad because everything was closed for Easter.

The last straw was when even the pottery painting studio was closed. He blurted out, "How come it's a holiday just 'cause some guy rose from the dead?"

And Clay piped in with his subtle jab at Hanukkah and said "Yeah, it's not like a candle burned for eight days or anything. Just some guy rising from the dead."

Sheesh.

The Ring

Months before I turned 40 I hung an ad for a ring I liked on our bulletin board to help Clay in case he wanted to buy any birthday gifts in July. Specifically the end of July. After all, his wife and the mother of his THREE children was turning 40!

Forty. Four Oh!

On the morning of my birthday, my fortieth birthday, that is. I opened my gift, which was the loveliest turkey roasting pan ever. (Thanks Nancy for helping Clay out. I'll get you back someday.)

Fast forward to yesterday when I rediscovered the ad for the lovely ring and asked George to leave it on daddy's desk with a little note on the top.



After all, Mother's Day and our anniversary are on the same day this year.

Imagine my horror when I saw the response on my desk this afternoon.


In case you can't read the fine print, it says, and I quote:

"Are you f***ing Nutz, Mommy?!"

It also has a little info about "my ring," which says it retails for a mere $2,000 to $17,000.

Harrumph.