I curled my hair for this?

We had the great opportunity to go to a Bees baseball game tonight. Here's the thing, something inside of me wants to make it sound like the game was a wonderful family experience, but then I remember that I'm trying to be "real".  So, I can not tell a lie...  The night actually kind of sucked. I mean there were some ok parts, but I'm pretty sure I don't want a do over.  It all started when Mr. Houston came home from work.  We both got a little grouchy at each other.... GASPS...  yes even us perfectly married people know how to  get into a fight :). Now there are 3 sides to a fight ya know (mine,mine,and mine) so luckily I'm writing this so you can get the correct info...  I was mad that no one noticed what a lovely clean home I had provided for them to come home to.  I mean hello I vacuumed AND mopped.  Also, people, I had taken a crazy amount of time to curl my hair. You may not think that last part is anything to complain about, but if you had my hair you would understand my misery. I can't remember the last time I curled my hair because it takes FOREVER.  Today I had started the tedious processes of getting my hair to curl for the eyes of my Mr. Houston, but since he didn't even notice, I'm  changing my mind...  I curled it specifically for The Bees.  That's right Utah Baseball I curled my hair for you.  Also, just to be fair, apparently Mr. Houston had had a bad day at work and I was not being empathetic.  Anywhooo, so we weren't communicating our FEELINGS. Off to the baseball game we went with kids in tow.  Parking was crazy, the wind was crazy, someone was sitting in our seats, the kids kept complaining that it was "SO boring".  Luckily my Mr. Houston bought those complaining kids some cotton candy and then it became the best night ever for them. The Bees were playing horribly.  Hello Bees didn't you hear I curled my hair for you?  You all could have tried harder in my opinion. Well at least we got to ride the little train around the baseball field.  But seriously did I really curl my hair for all of this?  Next time it will be a hat day.

P.S.
I feel a little bit bad about complaining about my husband.  I love you Mr. Houston.  You are a good guy, but come on please notice the hair... It's way more important than noticing if I vacuumed.  Let this just be a reminder for all you good guys out there. When a woman does something different with her hair-notice, or just try to notice.

Why is the Academy Award immodest?

My oldest daughter is almost 10, and is a beauty!  Sometimes I worry about this beauty.  You know the "she's gonna grow up and start dating" type of worry.  Of course I want this to happen for her, but I just feel like time is flying by and sometimes it's going too fast.
Anyway, she just finished an acting class that she has been participating in all school year and when they finished their final performance they all got a replica of the academy award because they were all so awesome!  On this particular night with her on stage I was more stuck by her beauty (yes I can keep saying that because she's my baby).  After the performance she runs out to find me, and the first thing she says to me as I'm trying to tell her she did great is: "mom this statue does NOT have any pants on, I can see his butt"  she is saying this loudly and laughing hysterically.  And that is when I realized I don't have to worry about her growing up too much yet.  She is still totally a kid inside.  And then she went on to show everyone in our extended family that it is true the statue has no clothes on....  I wasn't even embarrassed she was kind of making a scene with her naked statue talk, I was just glad to have her be a silly kid.  And really why is that award a naked person?  Here's a picture if you don't believe me :0

Messy House

Dear Clean House,
How are you? I enjoyed your visit the other day. I don't see you around as often as I would like. I get the feeling that maybe you don't like my kids, because it's amazing at how fast you disappear when they come home. 
Your brother, Messy House, is around us all the time. He and my kids seemed to have really bonded. Maybe if you stuck around for more than a few minutes my kids would start to appreciate you. Think about coming around more often. If not my kids will be in college in about 15 years, so maybe we can see each other more then. 
Well, just know that I love you and you are always welcome around here. 
Yours always, 
Liz

Weight

My 3 year old got out the bathroom scale this morning and checked out the cute little number that registered when she stood on it. Then she asked me to stand on it and when the numbers started going up and up compared to her result she got so excited. She jumped up and down and said "yeah mommy, you won!"
I guess we can confirm she understands the general concept of increasing numbers.

Love from a preschooler!

My kids and I were playing a game last night and I lost (you know,the good mom thing to do, and somehow I always loose). Anyway my 2 oldest were making fun of me for loosing when my cute 3 year old came to my defense. She said to her brother and sister "you guys be quiet she is our mom and she is a good mom". There is nothing like the devotion of a three year old who loves her mama! At least someone is sticking up for me!

My Husband has another wife????

My husband has another wife... No not really, but I got your attention, and I freaked myself out a little too. What I mean is my husband Shawn Houstontravels a lot for work. I mean he travels A LOT, and tons. When he travels it's usually to the same place, so he stays in the same hotel. This hotel is the said "other wife" and may even be better at it than me (I am saying that not Shawn). Here is what I mean. "Hotel wife" is so nice she makes him a boxed breakfast every morning. Hotel wife is so wonderful she makes his bed and cleans his bathroom everyday- EVERYDAY. Hotel wife is so efficient she does his laundry when he stays over the weekend and she gets it back to him all nice and pressed like just a few hours later.
You may think I'm jealous, and I am, but the thing I'm jealous of is not "second wife" but the fact that I don't have "second husband" when Shawn leaves. You see when he leaves I have to do all the regular mom stuff, and then the dad stuff too. I mean come on people I have to unclog toilets, and kill spiders and the worst thing ever is I have to help my forth grader with fractions. I'm not a fan of math, but fractions .... Please no. So come on "second husband" please unclog my toilets and teach the kids to do fractions...... please....
If not I would settle for "second wife" to make me a boxed breakfast and clean my bathroom.

Grocery Miracle....

Parenting tip: Wait until the very last possible moment to go grocery shopping. You know when there's almost nothing to eat, and you are toasting hot dog buns as toast for breakfast. Then go shopping at night when your kids are asleep. The next morning they will think you are the best parent ever! This truly works. I went shopping last night while Shawn got the kids to bed and this morning was like Christmas! This was their reaction this morning, "Mom, you got us cookies AND pudding???!!!!" Then they opened the fridge and said "you got us bread!!!" Seriously who knew you just had to starve your kids a bit to become the best mom ever....