I have sewn.. I will continue sewing.. I will sew much more. So so so much more. The tunics (floral and owl) are the miss mary mack tunic by love notions designs. The leggings are the Love notions Leggin's pattern.
The leggings all Mix and match. I have 7 more mix and match sets and then 2 very specific custom prints for them! Many more to make. Much more to sew... here are two more basic outfits. I will link toe patterns later. Tomorrow the day will start so early!!!
Halloween is probably the children's favorite holiday of all time. I mean they are totally like Christmas be damned if they had to choose. Costumes - love them -- candy -- live it--- and the scare factor is right up their alley for sure.
I of course made a grotesque lunch because-- why the hell not.
This year the girls re-wore last years costumes because dammit those things took FOREVER to sew and they still freaking fit. Kel is a cute little dragon who was supposed to have red arms and legs but he's two and it wasn't happening so oh well.
Getting them ready for trick or treating was so fun.. Apparently riding hood is a redhead this year. She was blonde last year but who am I to argue right? The blonde wig needed a brush anyhow so this worked out. Yeah.. we have multiple wigs.. its a long story that involved alcohol and amazon prime so just don't ask.
I will say I did not make the perfect trick or treating plan. We walked over a mile to reach he street that had trick or treating. In the dark - On an old highway road - having to ditch it most of the way - no sidewalks for much - I am pretty sure I burned enough calories pushing the younger three kids in that triple stroller to eat an entire hog worth the bacon now should I so desire. But my biggest regret.. The two bottles of water before leaving. Next year we just risk dehydration. I almost did not make it home - well dry anyhow. Never had to pee so bad in all my damn life and had to walk a mile pushing a triple stroller laden with monsters up hill. yup was so regretting my life choices at that point.
We hit the local haunted yard. The ladies immediately began calling off the team of scary monsters! I was all WAIT!! Hold your horses here. These are MY children. They ain't scared of shit dude. have at it.. good luck.. and may the force of fear be with you.
Poor crew of monsters was so confused when giving the green light to scare the hell out of the little ones since most of the children as old as 12-13 I saw were freaking out and screaming. Bunch of pansies. Nope -- mine did not even jump -- they giggled and laughed and completely enjoyed it all. Monsters jumped out and growled and grabbed them and they giggled and said mom they getting me.. Korah chased one of the monsters back behind his tree--
We will have to spend some money and buy tickets to a real haunted house thing next year. We got through it and the creepers had done their best but no cigar. It just was NOT scary enough for my littles. So we need to find like super frightening, crazy scary haunted house for next year so feel free to offer suggestions.
When we finally arrived home with my dying and sweating bullets because my crazy ass pushed that triple stroller a good 4 miles tonight, 1/2 a mile of which I jogged to try to avoid excess exposure to traffic on a dark ass road that has zero street lights, they proceeded to share the booty with their brothers. Boys had no desire to go but they were more than happy to take the treats.
Next year -haunted house- new costumes- better plan for the walk and I will NOT have the water before the walk -- dehydration much preferable to near pissing my pants.
Well as stated Kolby turned 17! Well he adores going to Silver Dollar City in Branson Missouri so off we went. Spent two solid days on the park. Plenty of coasters were ridden. More than plenty I would say, and I am sure Jason's neck is solidly in the camp of too many.
Let me start off by saying staying in a hotel for 3 nights with 6 children is for the damn birds. They don't sleep for shit as it is. Putting them all basically on top of one another for days does NOT eliminate this issue. But we have survived it, see... I'm here blogging about it, conflict survived lol.
Well as with any good vacation mom gets the dirty work right. So while Jason and the older three boys gallivanted around blasting away on roller coaster after roller coaster I did what any good mom does. Played pack mule with a bunch of little ingrates and watched them have fun while trying to capture it in the horrid lighting mother nature was providing. But they do so love feeling all independent and getting on the rides without me.
The girls think they are hot shit since I let them lead the little monster through the line with them and be his helper for rides. But alas it did cause some arguments as well. Korah was all smiles when it was her turn to sit with him and be his helper but good grief when it was Kheagan's turn the meltdown occurred. She totally wanted to ride the blasted ride and insisted in getting on I swear. She simply was pissed as all get out that her sister got to ride with the little man.
She did manage to muster up the effort to throw me a nice parade wave.
Photos of the boys are not in quantity. They really like roller coasters and the little ones can't get on those yet so they spend a lot of the day off doing their own thing with dad. But they do come to the back to let the littles on the swing. Kolby being over 16 is super useful with so many little bitsies since they require anyone under 48 inches to ride with an adult on the stinking swings and the younger ones LOVE the swing.
As you can see while Korah was ecstatic Kolby was pretty much -- eh this is SO NOT a roller coaster. LOL.
But the boys are good sports about helping the little ones ride rides. We did all many times get together on the tea cups. The first time on we split with Jason, Kel, Me, Kheagan and Korah in one cup and Kolby, Krishtian and Khayman in the other. After we swapped Jason and Kel for Khayman because - weenies. Mama spins the cup too fast for them.
All of the time in the hotel in the evenings did yield a few fun moments as you would expect. Kel decided to spit juice up and down a wall because well.. he's an ass. And then once all writing utensils hidden since he kept attempting to draw on shit he used a banana to provide us with the joy of a mural on the wall. That child just spends his days looking for ways to sway me from a non-spanker to a let's just beat his ass kinda mom. He's bridging the gap daily but I'm holding out so far. Swats he has had, corner well, he may end up living there but man sometimes I am feeling that whole spare the rod line echo man. That boy is trouble.
I'll share some of the conversation highlights from the weekend.
Kheagan - can I get more coffee (yeah hotels are their fav places they go get coffee non stop)
Me - eat your meatballs first
Korah - what do I get if I eat my cookie
Me - a COOKIE... Omg if you eat your cookie you got a damn cookie!!
So Jason spilled honey on the bed...
Kheagan - your gonna have to lay on your honey tonight
Jason - fighting laughter - I wish
Kheagan - you'll have to lay on your honey forever and ever and ever
Jason - no longer able to contain laughter
But man I admit I couldn't stop laughing either. Its almost as funny as when she first became obsessed with my mannequins. She and Korah were admiring the set of them and Kheagan yells 'Mom, we have a whole family of dummies' Oh man you can bet I laughed.. while slyly telling her 'Yes, yes we do....'