Happy Valentines day 2 days ago

Happy Valentines day. Isn't my Valentine just the cutest?
Brad took the boys to pick out my some Valentines cards for me. (I also told Brods to get me some chocolates. Hint. Hint.) Brody decided on this card. He wanted to get one of bunnies "snuggling". Only......they weren't snuggling if you know what I mean. So, he choose this "cute puppy one instead. Look at his ears Momma.....aren't they cute!"The card below is from Hank. It reads "Valentine if loving you is a crime....then throw my ass in jail." Obviously he can't read, so he just choose this because of the cute donkey. Best Valentine EVER!

This is Hankie's Valentine from his daddy. It is a ball/race track type game. It's a Hank game. He was in love!

The boys each got little gumball machines and some chocolates. I love spoiling them on Valentines day!

This is Brody's Valentine from his dad. Nothing says "I love you" like a machine gun.

My little lovers came home with these flowers for me. LOVE. THESE. KIDS!

Valentines day was just what a momma wants. A nice relaxing night with the hubs and kids. The kids watched a movie and this is what I overheard. Hank was getting his p.j's on and was afraid that Brody would start the movie without him. Hank yelled for Brody to wait and Brody said

"Hank....I'm your buddy. I would never do that to you! Of course I'll wait for you."

xoxoxo

Tonight when I got home from yoga I asked Brad if "all was clear to wrap kids Valentines?" He said "nope." I gave him the why aren't they asleep, they have school in the morning and they are going to be a bunch of raging psychos look. He said "here's why." And showed me this pic.

Hank climbed into B's bed and they were reading books. Cute. Super cute.

I am off pinterest long enough to blog. And that's it.

Tragedy struck our house last night. See the above pic? Now look close. Hank has been carrying around these 3 items for about five weeks. He comes out of his bedroom in the a.m. fully dressed (shirt/windpants/commando) with his belt on his waist. Duh! Windpants don't have belt loops. He then tucks his gun and sword in his belt and he's good to go. On school days he just wears the belt and then adds the weapons once we are out of the 200ft. "weapon free" zone of school. Now, both the gun and sword are dollar store toys. Dollar store toys last about 94 seconds if your lucky. These toys have slayed dragons, cut up mountain lions, sliced bad ninja's in half, and defeated Darth Vader. Notice all the tape on both? Well, that tape only lasts so long people. And last night was the so long. The orange gun fell on the tile and I heard a gasp followed by sobs....So, what does a mother do when her son is broken hearted over his broken weapons? See below.
She takes them to the dollar store and buys them crazy, why on earth are these made for kids, I'm going to regret this decision in about 10 minutes swords. Yeah, I'm that awesome.

Other than the broken dollar store weapon, things have been good at the Kow house. We sold our Escalade, so I can go on a Briar house shopping spree. Oh...how I wish. But, we really did sell our Escalade. Yeah! Real Housewives of Orange County is back, so that makes me happy as a bird with a french fry. Weather has been freaky awesome. Sunny and warm. So, we've spent lots of time outside soaking up some vit. D. And we are getting ready to go on vacation.....can't wait!!!!!!!

Today I overheard this conversation:

Hank "Brody....did you know there's a time-out chair at school?"

Brody "no, have you been in it?"

Hank "NO!"

Brody "well, there's still time."

ahhhh....brotherly love.

I. LOVE.THIS.KID.

LOVE.HIM.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LHqf5nep_6M

He is named Hank. After Hank Williams. He's Hank Ronald. A much better Hank.

Poop-a-thon

Don't read this if you don't want to hear about diarrhea. Lots and lots of diarrhea. Last night Brody informed me at 1 a.m. that he "hadda poop!" Ok, lets just say understatement of the year award goes to.......Brody Kowieski!
The kid had diarrhea like I've never seen. And trust me, Hank was on Miralax for the first 19 months of his life, so I've seen some bad ass diarrhea in my day. Not even Miralax could hold a candle to this poop.
He ran to the bathroom....but was about 20 seconds too late. It was on the floor, the heat vent, the walls, and the window blinds. Since I was about 20 seconds too late to see how he managed any of that, I just can't tell you how one gets poop on window blinds. But, he did. Now, when I say the floor, the heat vent, the walls, and the window, I don't mean just a little bit. I mean it looked like somebody took a cup of hot chocolate and threw it all over my bathroom. Bummer I don't have a pic to post huh? And, good luck drinking any hot chocolate in the next few days.
Ok, so he is panicking and I'm trying to help him without getting covered in poop spray. So, I get him cleaned up and had to break out my Mrs. Meyers cleaners and scrub my floor, heat vent, walls and blinds. And, just for added fun, I have bead board walls in my bathroom. Any idea what runny poop can do in all those crevices? I do. If you wanna know just ask me. It involved needing vinegar, dish soap, and an old toothbrush. All at 1:30 a.m. people.
And, of course the fun continued at 3 a.m, and 5 a.m. I finally feel asleep at 5:30ish. I brought Hank to school today in my yoga pants, no bra (thank you heavy down coat), yesterdays mascara on my face, and a crazy ass hairdo kind of resembling a side pony type thing. Now, this was no easy task people. Have you ever brought a kid to school and had him realize on the ride that his brother ISN'T going and he is? Brody told Hank he "has the diarrhea." Hank screamed "ahhhhh....I hate the diarrhea." And tried to get as far away from Brody as he could. Chill Hank. He's not a leper.

I have to say...I do love winter. It's beautiful. Love to look out my windows and see this!
Hank having a temper tantrum because I was taking his pic. Isn't he just adorable?

Kowboys wanted to go for a walk. Which, of course involves weapons. In case we see any birds. Or deer. Or squirrel. Or possum. Or rattlesnakes.

Hank "Mom, can you eat eagles?"

Me "No, it's illegal."

Hank " I know it's an eagle."

Me "No, it's illegal."

Hank " I KNOW IT'S AN EAGLE!"

Me "It's against the law Hank."

Hank "ohhhhh...so you can't?"

Brody "Not unless you wanna get a ticket."

Today was a strange day. Strange in the I got rear ended, my dog and neighbors dog who've seen each other a million times got in a dog fight, and I made chocolate chip cookies from scratch and they actually turned out great kinda weird.

I picked the Kowboys up from school today, was waiting to turn left at the stop light and felt a slight "bump" on my bumper. I looked in my rear view mirror to see a lady mouthing "I'm sorry!" in her mirror. The lady was actually a guy...but...that's a whole 'nother story.

Anyway, I pulled into B.P., checked the bumper, and there was no damage. Thank you. Then, of course Kowboys have a freak out and realize we are at the gas station and need suction cups (Reese's pb cups), water, beef jerkey, pretzels, skittles, popcorn. Nice try. We'll be home in 3 minutes. We're not driving cross country kids. So, the next 3 minutes of the ride all I hear is how thirsty they are. We can't wait Mom! Nice try. We're home.

After 7 boxes of raisins, 5 kiwis, 298 glasses of water (I guess they really were thirsty) we went out to do some deer hunting. Ya know...deer hunting with suction cup bows and arrows, rubber knives, and a dart gun. On our walk we came across our neighbor and her dogs. After about 5 minutes of chatting our dogs started growling and then...cue dog fight. I'm screaming and holding the kids, she's screaming and trying to get the dogs to stop, and kids are screaming because the dogs each sound like they are screaming.

NOT FUN!

Thank goodness nobody/dogs were hurt.

I'm getting a massage at 9 a.m. tomorrow.

Hank "Mom, I just went to the bathroom and had an explosive poop come out. And, when it came out a whole buncha pee got on my shirt. I think I need to change my shirt."

ummmmm.....good choice