A successful Halloween

I think this picture pretty accurately sums up our night. :)

Someday, when I finally get our main website up and running, I will post all our Halloween pictures, but for now this one was too good to keep to myself!

Edited to add: I thought I should put up a picture of all three of them, so you could at least see how they looked. Katie was Maid Marion, Beth was a rag doll, "Not Raggedy Ann, just a regular rag doll," and Claire was a kitty-cat. Abbie was sort of a fairy (She was just wearing regular clothes, but I threw some wings on her while she sat in the backpack), but those pictures will have to wait for the main website.

Double dipping

We went to an All Saints Day party today. "Double dipping" refers to the fact that we kind of walk the line when it comes to secular vs religious traditions -- today the girls dressed up as Saints and got some candy at a church party; tomorrow its princesses, cats and rag dolls and even more candy! Some people choose to do the All Saints thing as a way to avoid the dark and gory undertones of Halloween, while still giving their kids a chance to dress up. We're not really opposed to Halloween (OK, I love Halloween) but the All Saints parties can be fun, too, plus we get to learn more about the Saints. So we do both. :)

Anyway, Beth was co-erced into being Joan of Arc (I think she's a cool saint, but all my girls wanted to be "pretty" saints. Beth finally agreed to let me live vicariously through her, bless her.) She was waiting to leave, all decked out in her armour and helmet, sword and cape while I simultaneously dressed Claire and lectured Beth on St. Joan's life. While I was explaining St. Joan's bravery and her love of God, Beth leveled a deadpan look at Chris, and with a steely voice said, "I'll kill you."

Uh, I guess she couldn't get past the sword and helmet. Katie knew her saint down cold (She was the Blessed Mother - she likes to be the top dog. (: ) Claire was St. Elizabeth of Hungary, but since Claire can't even remember her own age half the time, I wasn't going to stress about her biography. So most of our prep time involved talking about how Joan of Arc dressed up as a boy and led an army (very interesting stuff to little girls.) We briefly talked about her martyrdom, but the girls were so horrorfied at the thought that I quickly moved on to other subjects. Later at the party, however, when asked to describe her saint Beth responded with,"I was tied to a tree and set on fire."

So much for avoiding the dark and gory element of Halloween.

Big Events

Katie had her birthday party today, and her Pittsburgh cousins (Annie, Emma, Sara and Megan)all came down to join in.

I know that all of the Chesters are eventually going to hear this, so I may as well tell the story myself: Uncle Mike and Colleen left Pgh at 5am to make it to our place in time. I am sure that they were very tired when they arrived at my house. I am sure that they were looking forward to relaxing for a bit before the party. I am sure that they were not expecting to find me in the process of making fleece hats when they arrived. I am sure that, even had they known my intention to make the hats as a party hat/favor, they would never have guessed that at 11am the day of the party (due to begin promptly at 3) I would have completed exactly four of the seventeen hats I needed to make. When they woke up at 4am in the morning, I am sure that neither of them even considered the thought that they would need to hand sew a dozen (ugly)pink fleece hats before their frazzled, unshowered neice would even think to offer them lunch.

As well, I'm pretty sure that my mom had no intention of running to WalMart at midnight the night before, in search of a sewing maching. I'm sure my mother thought that the days of dealing with my project procrastination ended when I came home with that green mortarboard perched on my head. However I am grateful for the sewing machine, and I do plan to utilize it. :)

I am sure that there is plenty of talk going on behind my back due to this, but they were all very kind, and most importantly, helpful, so all I can say is.........thank God for family! :-)

Claire blows my cover

Grandma Mlinek has been in visiting, giving Chris and I the chance to go away for a night and giving the girls a chance to craft their little hearts out. Fun has been had by all. :)

Today, however, Claire decided that it was time to blow the whistle on the whole tender-loving-mother persona I've tried to adopt. I was obliged to remind Claire in mass that it is important to remain quiet (she seems to think that, as long as she is repeatedly saying "Jesus" and/or telling other people -- in this case, her Aunt Becky -- how to behave during mass, she should be free to talk as much as she pleases.) I utilized the standard low-whisper-directly-into-the-ear manuver that most mothers know and love. I can't remember exactly what I said, but it wasn't too terribly harsh because, really, she wasn't being too terribly bad. But Claire immediately deflated, and slunk over to her Grandmother to sadly proclaim, "Mommy spanks me all the time!"

Day of days

It's funny how traditions start -- I've labored long and hard over designing "traditions" for our family, but the ones that seem to stick are the ones that evolve out of who-even-knows-where. I decorated the kitchen on Monday night, because it is now expected that I will do so. I also made cinnamon rolls, because apparently we now can't have birthday mornings without them. When Katie woke up, she immediately put on the "birthday crown." None of these are things I ever planned to do every single birthday, but it would crush the girls to not wake up to them.

Her favorite gift so far is a harmonica, believe it or not. While she has been in school today I've already broken up several fights between Beth and Claire over the harmonica. (They are trying to take advantage of it while Katie isn't around to claim her ownership.) Suddenly the girls are hearing harmonicas in every song we play, from Coldplay to Veggie tales.

A technical post

I've recieved a couple of questions about adding comments to these post, so I've been poking around to see what it is exactly that you need to do in order to comment. It looks like you need to set up a sign in -- but it's fairly easy. I don't think you need to worry about this site spamming your email or anything, it's pretty secure. So you just need to pick a username, give them your email, pick a password, then you're all set. Once you log in, you can comment to your heart's desire here. And please do! :)

Abbie is very cute

Abbie is the chubbiest, cuddliest, sweetest little baby ever! This entire household dotes on her, and random people are always coming up to me to gush over her. Having been through this baby stage three times before, I have some perspective on the gushers and Abbie definitely generates more than average.

Right now she is entranced with a blue plastic paddle-ball we have, because she can look through the plastic and see everything in a blue cast. She'll often spend a good 20 minutes just staring into it, then lowering it and to look at the "real" colors, then looking into it again. This is just the sort of thing they mean when people talk about re-discovering wonder through your kids. I mean, the living room looks pretty cool in blue; I don't think I would have thought about it on my own. :)

Recovering our youth

Chris and I went to a concert last night and it was so, so, so nice! The girls were happy in the hands of Aunt Becky and soon-to-be Uncle Dante, and we were happy getting a dose of rejuvenating tonic from The Old Crow Medicine Show.

We discovered an incredible new idea for retirement, as well! (Is it a little bit sad that we are already thinking about this?) It became apparent throughout the show that the group of older people in the front row were actually.......groupies. It seems they follow the band around from city to city! At the very least, they see a LOT of the shows. How cool is that? And trust me, if there is any band worth following around, it is this one.

All about Claire

Here are just some quick anticdotes from the past few days:


*I came home from a solo run to the store and was greeted by a mournful Claire who promptly announced, "Daddy spank me long time." I asked her what happened, and she just repeated, with her little frownie face, "Daddy spank me long time." Turns out that she had deserved a good walloping, but really only recieved a quick swat on her diapered behind. (The fact that she, who is almost potty-trainined, was diapered should give you a clue as to her transgression.) But she clearly felt wronged and would randomly repeat throughout the day, "Daddy spank me long time." Later on, when Chris had to reprimand Katie for hitting, Claire (clearly not intimidated by the earlier incident) ran up to Chris and yelled, "You hit me! Right here!"

*After a particularly harrowing mass, we were discussing whether the kids had forfitted our usual Dunkin' Donuts trip. We decided to go ahead and get the donuts, since the real culprit had been Claire, and the other girls had really just been reacting to her. Claire, however, felt differently I guess as she declared from the middle seat, "I did good job today, I pray to God!"

*At my gym, they leave out a bowl of dum-dums for the kids to have as they leave. This is Tradition (capital T!). Claire has been in the habit of sharing hers with Abbie in the car, and Abbie now squeals and bounces the moment I approach the "lollipop office" because she knows what is coming. I have to walk across the entire gym to get to there, and she is agitated the entire time in anticipation. All because she gets a few licks of Claire's lollipop. :)

*Last night was a rough, rough night with Abbie who woke up at 2:30 and then refused to go back to sleep. I lost track of time, but Chris remembered seeing the clock hit 4am before he finally just tuned her out and fell back asleep. So I tried to doze while the smaller girls were napping (Katie and Beth have "quiet time" with a movie and a room full of their best toys in the basement.) I woke up to the sensation of sticky little fingers smoothing my hair down, and a Care Bear snuggled in my arms. Claire bent down and kissed me on the forehead before proceeding to join her sisters in the basement. Yes, she did not take much of a nap, but yes I let that sweet thing go on down.

Cheeburger Cheeburger

We went out to eat today, something we do very rarely. Wrangling four kids in a restaurant is usually the opposite of fun and relaxing, but today we really had a nice dinner. Everyone was in a good mood, nobody puked, no potty emergencies; just a nice happy dinner with four sweet kids. It was Katie's turn to pick where we went, and we complimented her on her choice to which she responded (and this is a direct quote), "Yes, I'm glad we came here because everyone seemed to enjoy it." Later in the car, she asked if anyone had anything to say to her.....it turns out she was looking for a "thank you." As far as she was concerned, she had just treated us to dinner.

The funniest moment, though, was when the waitress announced that a woman behind us had eaten their famous one-pound burger. After the announcement, the humiliated woman was subjected to applause and then photographed standing next to a giant stuffed hamburger. The girls were naturally very impressed with this, and Katie began urging Chris to do it himself one day. "You could do it, I know you could" she told him in all sincerity, "because you have a big belly and I know that hamburger would fit in there!"

You better be good for goodness' sake.....

Katie has not seen any obvious evidence in preparation for her birthday, and this is making her very nervous. She finally asked me yesterday why I haven't bought her presents yet.

I said, "How do you know if I have or not?"
Said Katie, "I always know everything you do. I know everything you and Daddy do, I see what you do during the day and I listen to you when I go to bed at night!"

Whew! The funny thing is, she isn't far wrong. She does pay attention to every little thing, and I'm sure she guesses at more than I realize. So you'd better watch what you say and do when you come visit us -- Katie is watching.

This is fun!

This setup is much, much easier than the way I'd been doing it. I think my past method was the technological equivelant of talking through a tin can.

Today is going to be a more productive day than yesterday was, although I'm still dealing with a tweaky back due to some ridiculous ab excersises my gym had me doing. I tried to lay flat (a.k. on the floor) some yesterday, but I soon gave up. I'm sure you can imagine why. A Mommy laying down is a Mommy just begging to be jumped on/crawled over/jumped over (truly terrifying). I did get one sloppy, suspiciously slimy kiss from Abbie, which was sweet in an icky kind of way, but not enough to keep me on the floor.

What did one snowman say to the other?

"I smell carrots, too."

My to-do list is looooong today: the great clothes switch has begun (putting away the summer clothes, and bringing out the fall/winter ones -- this gets more and more monumental the more kids we have), I need to clean one of the bathrooms, the kitchen is a mess, we need to do school, I have to finish planning Katie's bday party.....

So have I opened a single box of clothes? Pulled out the bathroom scrub? No, I've spent the morning pouring over various Lost message boards. Those who know us well realize that Chris and I both have a tendency to obsess over various shows/movies/bands. I've yet to encounter anyone who has as large a library of MST3K tapes as we do, or who has gone to such lengths to aquire them. And Chris' X-Files collection is legendary, and the main reason I began dating him in the first place. :) Well, here we go again with Flight 815! I've discovered some very cool things about the show, but my kids are completely neglected, so I guess I'd better go.....do something with them.

This is not a blog

Well, not really. Don't look for anything profound coming from here! It will just be easier to write out little updates about the kids using this format, instead of tediously managing it the way I had been doing. Hopefully this ease of use will result in more consistant updates....at least, that's the way I'm hoping it will go. I'm going to put a link to here from our website, so this will be the new "updates" section. Plus, bonus!, you can leave comments if you want. Only nice ones though, please. :)