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I am so glad we are back onto speaking terms :).  Ok so get a load of the night I had....
First things first.  Tomorrow is our big company holiday feast extravaganza.  Each person is to bring their favorite treat to pass and we can just snack all day long, AMAZING.  I thought chili dip sounded good.  But well that isn't exactly classified as a holiday treat so I decided our all time easy peasy heath bar cookies would definitely be a crowd pleaser.  And talk about cheap!  Done.  So I told the kids they could help, oh why didn't I just wait until they went to bed.  Instead of making a double batch I thought I'll bring caramel popcorn too.  I put Lou on heath bar duty and Buffalo on caramel corn.  Well don't you know Quinnie just had to help too.  Ugh, big mistake.  As soon as Lou's sauce started boiling Quinnie dumped in corn syrup.  Shoot that was supposed to be in Buffalo's sauce.  Rats.  So one thing led to another everything started boiling, boiling over, burning onto the stove top all while I was trying to pop popcorn, lay out saltine crackers, contain Quinnie from burning her hand on the stove or dumping more of the unwanted ingredients into the sauces.  Well after all this yes I did, I lost it totally lost it.  I quickly told the kids if they got ready for bed all by themselves I would let them fall asleep to a movie (parenting tip 107).   Of course this got them up and moving so that I could try and salvage the night.  THANK YOU ABC FAMILY for playing Christmas movies.  They quickly discovered that the Polar Express was on and got themselves tucked in before I even had a chance to come check on the situation.


 I was trying to be super mom and well as usual I got in way to deep and the world started spinning out of control fast.  I have found that the only good part is that burnt caramel sauce on the cook top smells like burnt marshmallows and who doesn't like the smell of burnt marshmallows.  (okay but after scrubbing for an hour I'm WAY over the smell of toasted marshmallows.)
Well I think I recovered and everything looks like it turned out.  And I even cleaned up the kitchen so you can just barely tell that there was a bomb that went off.  And I didn't mess up my manicure that I just "got done".


The saving grace of the night was when I was looking through the pictures of the day.  Whatever Quinnie does Lou tries to "disrupt".  So tonight it was wearing my shoes while Quinnie was playing dress up.  He looked at me and said "Mom, these shoes you got me are a little big!"  HOW FUNNY!!  He is such a goof.

And so that is how my night went.  Much to say I am sitting with my feet up drinking my favorite drink... waiting for C to come home with sweet potato chips.  I can't wait.  Oh yeah and I may be sitting watching Polar Express.  Oh how I love Christmas.  Between the music and movies life couldn't get much better.  Guess I better get back to wrapping some presents while the monsters sleep.