I had this fab idea to put a magnetic back splash behind my stove so I could hang recipes there while I was cooking. Then my husband suggested just buying a cookie sheet and hanging it there. Huh… what a brill idea! Cookie sheet, above an oven. DUDE! Why didn’t I think of this? So one trip to Wal-Mart and $3.97 later, here’s the result! What do you think?

I love it!

Tim comes in really handy sometimes.

The garlic vinyl sticker is from Uppercase Living.

One week from right now, we will be half an hour from landing in Denver (that’s our stopover on the way to Kansas). One week from right now, an entire airplane of people will probably be contemplating throwing us off the plane, as my son will probably be squirming to get down, kicking the seat in front of us, and screeching in his exceedingly loud, high-pitched voice. One week from now, everyone on the plane will probably know every detail of our lives thanks to my daugher and her constant talking and tendancy to divulge personal details. One week from now, my kids will fight over every book and toy that we bring on the plane, even if we bring two of the exact same toy.

On the bright side, our flight leaves at 6:00 AM, which means that we have to get up around 3:30 AM to get to the airport in time. That, combined with the motion sickness pills Hailey has to take, might possibly result in her napping at least part of the flight. Maybe I will slip Keegan a quarter of a motion sickness pill.

GASP! Oh my GOD! She drugs her kids to make them behave!!!

If you just thought that (I seriously had someone say that to me on a mom’s board. People are ballsy when they don’t have to look you in the face!), listen here. I have a couple of things I need to tell you:

-I once spent 4 hours on a plane with vomit down my leg. We’ve had to take apart and wash Hailey’s car seat at least 5 times in the last 3 years. These are the things that clued me in that Hailey gets motion sick. YOU spend a flight from Reno to Chicago bathed in puke, I guarantee you will never forget the motion sickness pills again. I do not know yet if Keegan gets motion sick and I’d hate to find out by having a river of half chewed rice flow down the front of me.
-Also, shut up and MYOB.

I am very annoyed by the fact that you can only check one bag, even if you are flying with an infant on your lap. Next year when he is two and it costs us 56 million dollars to go to Kansas, I will bitch about that. Stay tuned!

– Sorry if you read my LiveJournal, you’ll get this twice. I’m posting it here though for my pal Lesslie especially. –

Ahhh ’tis the season for unsolicited parenting advice! “Where is that baby’s hat?” (Check up your arse?) “Oh, why doesn’t he have any shoes on?!” (So that it hurts less when he kicks you.) “She should have on a thicker coat!” (You should have a more attractive head!)

Something about cold weather makes people think they are smarter than you. Or it makes them more mouthy about it. I just hope for their sake they don’t catch me when I am in a snarky mood because instead of just rolling my eyes and walking away as I normally do, I’ll probably say something evil. Or cough on them. (I have a stuffy nose/face/head this morning and a sore throat. The first day it gets really cold, I get sick. I TAKE MY VITAMINS!!! EVERY DAY! Hrmph.)

So anyway, even if you see a huge parenting blunder, like a baby with bare feet when it is 2 degrees outside, remember that telling its parent “That baby needs shoes!” is probably never going to make them kiss your feet in gratitude. Chances are good that the child had on coordinating $6 Gymboree socks and $30 leather shoes when he left the house, which he removed in the car and threw on the floor, or which he removed in the parking lot and lost, or which he removed in the store and screeched like something from a horror movie at any attempt at re-application. Either that or the parent really is a crappy parent, in which case, they’ll probably just roll their eyes at you and walk away. Or say something rude… or cough on you.