25 Things

I sure have said (or Greg has said) a lot of things that were never said before kids. For past links, follow these links.

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Here is the latest 25 things that we never said until we had kids. 301. Potato broke his arm. Not Tortilla. 302. I'm not sure what makes guys with tongues more desirable than guys without. 303. That's not a fireman's pole. That's your penis. 304. Tornadoes don't have moms. 305. We don't drink out of the dog's bowl. 306. I guess I'll smell you when you come out of your cave. 307. Please don't do the crocodile spin while you're covered in poop. 308. I don't mind. I'll nurse a giraffe. 309. Aren't you afraid the lion will bite off your penis? 310. Your brother's penis didn't hurt itself. 311. Just thought you should know, there's a Muslim in the ball pit. 312. You can't be sad when I have pants for a hat. 313. There is no comb fairy. And if there was, he'd wear corduroy pants. 314. All your friends will be at school stretching and growing while you're at home all teeny tiny and stiff. 315. Are you poopy? Or is that your breath? 316. Quiet. Both of you. Or I start taking animals. 317. Not every boy named Tucker knows how to find ninjas. 318. I'm pretty sure the shirt is not interested in how you wear it. 319. Don't lick your brother's head. 320. Now we have a dog covered in cheese. 321. I'm trying to raise you to be a gentleman, not a wild animal or... a hobo. 322. The vacuum is not a bath toy. 323. That is not a bidet. 324. You're going to get orse in the dog water. 325. What are you doing!?!? That is not a teether! That is a toilet!!

Only I Notice

Despite today being cooler and a little rainy, we were at the pool. Marcus and Will were in the pool with just two other children. My heart smiled a little bit when I realized that all four kids swimming in that pool were inter-racially adopted.

I had another one of these little moments last week, a moment that probably I was the only one to notice its significance. We were at Idlewild, an amusement park. For a brief moment it was just me, Marcus, and Sean and Aaron were in the stroller. One of the little kids dropped his drink. A worker there spoke to Marcus and said, "Your brother dropped his sippy cup." An innocent comment that no one else would think twice about but me. To me it meant that without hesitation or thought, that lady easily came to the conclusion that even though these kids of mine don't match, they are brothers.

Fourth of July Recipe

I posted this picture on Facebook yesterday

and had several people interested in the recipe. Then I took the dessert to a picnic and came home without leftovers. I had a lot of requests for a recipe so here it is. I got the original idea from somewhere on Pinterest and I'm probably breaking some terrible law for not citing the original recipe.

Ingredients:
1-2 packages of refrigerated Pilsbury Sugar Cookie dough (I used 2 and had extra cookie bases but 1 wouldn't be enough)
8 oz cream cheese
1 container Cool Whip
Fruit (I picked festively colored fruit but the recipe I saw used something else)

Directions:
Make 1 inch balls with the cookie dough, flatten them, and put 1 in each cup of a muffin tin. Bake according to package directions. The cookies will turn into little cups that can then be filled. When the cookies cool, carefully remove them from the muffin tin. Beat together the cream cheese and Cool Whip until well blended. Place filling into a plastic bag, cut the corner off the bag and pipe the filling into the cookie cups. Decorate with fruit. Then be prepared to amaze your friends and family with this culinary deliciousness.