Ahhhhh Friday....

You know what's awesome about having 3 kids and 2 dogs trampling on your carpet? It looks like someone threw up on them....OH WAIT! That's because they all DO. So today I've called in the big guns to come and get these dingy carpets so fresh and so clean, clean! Seriously it's like Christmas in March. Sidenote: When did I start getting excited about house cleaning??? It used to be that some new clothes and a killer new handbag did the trick. Now I get all worked up over some clean carpets and my Dyson vacuum....WHICH IS AMAZING!! Ughhh I'm losing my edge.

{Can you tell where the dog crate was?! Blech.}

But can I just tell you how excited I am that its Friday? It's been an eventful week! As always, the kids provided me with some great entertainment this week. Mason decided to shove Lego's up his nostril...sigh... nothing a good snot rocket didn't cure. And Boogie bit almost all the way through his lip!!! Thankfully the little guy is ok and handled it like a champ.

{OUCH! But on the bright side, he got to eat all the popsicles he wanted!}

And Little Miss Presley...well....this week she learned how to do this...

{She's covered in her dinner...not the boogers...don't worry.}

Yup. She's an official nose picker now. She's a real lady, just like her mother. I'm so proud of her....excuse me while I have a moment.....

Alright! I'm good now. I've got lots to do! I'm off to go prep for a fun filled weekend of Easter egg hunts, Girl's night out (BOOYA!) and rental movies galore!! Glorious!! The first thing I better do is go down a red bull.....

Have a wonderful weekend folks!

ps....i have a special something planned for you on monday....mmmhhhmmm

I was going to tell you...

I had every intention about telling you about our vacation. I was going to tell you about how Disneyland was amazing and how the kids loved every minute of it. I was going to tell you about the friggin' window-licker that set off the hotel fire alarm on Saturday, waking everybody up, at 7 IN THE MORNING because they BURNT A FLIPPIN' WAFFLE! I was going to tell you about how we had to stand outside for 20 minutes in our pajamas with 3 crying children until the firemen got there because someone BURNT A FLIPPIN' WAFFLE! Eat a bowl of cereal you twit!! I'm not bitter. Sidenote: Some really interesting people stay at hotels.....like the 50something truckdriver with his 20something Craigslist date...if you catch my drift. I was going to tell you about how Mason learned a new word and now calls me a Hoarder. But instead I'm going to tell you what I learned while I was on vacation.

I learned that my dogs must really love me. Yes, its true. And apparently they suffer from severe separation anxiety when I'm not home. I mean, why else would they chew up over $100's worth of toys? Hhhmmm? And I'm sure when they vomited it up all over the house it was because they were so sick to their stomach from missing us. I mean that's what I do when Jordan's gone and I miss him. It's only natural. And heck, now I can get my carpets cleaned...

And why else would they do this...

{Yeeeaahhhh....L-O-V-E}

It's obvious that they were trying to look outside to see if we were home yet. They really do love us. So sweet. So so so effing sweet. Man's best friend my arse. You know when else I learned? That separation anxiety is cured at the boarding kennel.

**ps** just to clear any confusion...we did have a full time sitter for our dogs. we would NEVER leave our animals alone.

We're back!!!

Did I forget to tell you we were gone? Ooops.

Last week was a crazy blur. Right before we were set to leave my grandpa had a stroke. Thankfully he's MUCH better now, but it made our trip down to So-Cal even more important. I can't wait to tell you all about it, but right now I'm friggin' exhausted, so these pictures will have to do the talking!

{House of Cline invades the House of Mouse!}

{Boogie getting his Toy Story fix...}

{Little Miss Presley LOVED this ride....with all its freaky munchkins and they're creepy singing}

{Drollgirl, this one's for you!}

{Boogie was OBSESSED with Buzz...he couldn't even look at the camera}

{That's a good lookin' bunch!}

{I couldn't find Mason for 5 minutes....I finally found him here}

{Girl's gone wild!}

{My adorable Abuelita...isn't she a doll?!}

{This is his 'come hither' face..trying to tempt me with onion rings...meow}

{My little man with my big bro...kid loves his uncle!}

{Now this is what distinguished looks like...}

{Apparently a deep love for ski-ball runs in the family...}

{Rock climbing in a feeble attempt to wear the kid out!}

Hope you all had as great a weekend as we did!
Happy Monday folks...
Its good to be back...

Let's sham-rock the house!!

Can I just preface this post with a statement? Ok then...

I've ALWAYS wished that I was Irish. I envy everything from their kickarse accents to the beautiful country they call home. Color me green! Hahaha! Get it?! Green....yeah. Ok. Moving on.

I may be Salvadorean but it's the Irish that have truly changed my life. No joke, I have to give them credit where credit is due. Without the Irish my life would be so empty. For instance, where would I be without my favorite dance?

The river dance!

{Michael Flatley has river danced his way into my heart...}

And even my all time favorite movie...

{A.Friggin.Mazing. Be still my heart...}

My favorite pair of socks that I've had since HIGH SCHOOL...

{I see London, I see France, I see Irish underpants!!}

Not to mention one of my favorite bands...

{Oi Oi Oi!!}

And this girl...

{Happy Birthday Frenchie!!}

Kidding! That's my Frenchie, but today's her BERFDAY so I'm pretty sure that makes her an honorary Irishman! I love that lady to pieces!! I'm so lucky to have her in my life :)

And lucky for me Jordan's BFF's are legit Irishmen so we celebrated St.Patrick's day a wee bit early with some corned beef and cabbage and rainbow chip cake...if that's not from Ireland, it should be.

HAPPY ST.PATTY'S DAY!!

He's back....

Saturday was a gorgeous and sunny California day..it seemed innocent enough. The kids were outside playing, laughing, having a good time, until I heard "it" trailing on the coat tails of the wind. NO. No no no! Already?! It'd been a while since he'd come around...I should have known he'd be back soon. I should have been prepared, but I wasn't. The music was getting louder and louder, blaring out of half blown speakers...taunting me! CRAP! There wasn't enough time to round up the kids, I'd have to face him head on. Me vs Him. Mano a mano. Bring it.

I braced myself as I heard the cryptic tune coming closer, then I saw him making his way around the corner and into the court. His eyes locked with mine. I assumed the 'You're not taking my money today' stance. He turned up the volume....ahhh so he wanted to play dirty did he? Fine by me. I called out to the kids as they started to make their way to the street. "Come here guys! I have a TREAT for you!!"

That's right, a treat....and one that didn't cost $4 a pop. I wasn't about to spend a small fortune on mediocre frozen goods! You can keep your mega missiles, rainbow snow-cones, and choco tacos. Actually you can leave the choco tacos. I had a carton of Dreyers. Cookie Dough. Enough for the whole block. $3.49 on sale. BOOYA! The kids turned in my direction. One point= Clines.

Then he did the unthinkable. He CHANGED the tune, and louder this time. WHAT!? You can't change the tune!! That scalawag! Darn it. One point=Ice cream man.

Time was running out, he was making his way back around the corner. I'd have to face him one more time and victory would be mine. I did the only thing I could do. I dashed into the house, snagged the carton of ice cream, shoved spoons in my pockets, and grabbed a handful of lollipops for reinforcement. I barreled through the door, tripping over trains and cars in the process, and spotted him heading straight towards us. He slowed down and smirked, so I bellowed out at the top of my lungs...

"Come inside and get your treats kids!! We can play Lego Star War's on the Wii!!"

One by one the kids came running my way. Squealing in delight. Filing in the door, one by one. Free from the claws of the money grubbing thief! Thaaaaat's right Ice Cream Man. Treats. Lego-Star War's combo. AND Wii. Read it and weep. Suck it ya over-priced crazy-eyed swindler!! You wouldn't be bleeding a penny from us today!

Defeated, he drove away slowly...throwing daggers and hate at me with his eyes. Victory was mine. Until we meet again Ice Cream Man, until we meet again.....

One more week....

Happy dance happy dance!! It's Friday folks and I'm SO excited I could piddle! Not just because it's Friday and because it's been a long week and because I'm EXHAUSTED and because I NEED A FRIGGIN BREAK....

But because in one week from today, we are surprising our kids and taking them here...

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That's right fools, the House of Cline is going to the House of Mouse. Yeeehhaww!! I'm beyond excited, especially because the tickets were freeeeeeeeeeeeee....BOOYA! If you're wondering how they're free, it's because of the Give a day, get a day program, check it out. I can't wait to see the looks on their faces when we pull up to the happiest place on earth....priceless! One more week!

Thanks for all the sweet words, big hugs, and kind comments this week. Even though I had more kids than normal, we really did have a blast. It was a nice change of pace to throw in some tea parties and hair makeovers to the routine, instead of the normal Star Wars battles and Lego creations. Wow...I must be tired...I admitted to liking kids. Delirium has set in! I need a nap. I'm losing my edge!

So happy Friday friends! I'm so looking forward to a weekend of eating, lounging, eating, painting, eating, sleeping, and eating. And finally, some BLOGGING! I miss you all! I can't wait to catch up and see what's going on with every one. Have an awesome weekend amigos. I'm off to go get my hurrr did by some rabid 3 year olds so I can be a pretty pretty princess. Word.

*UPDATE*

The little monsters did my hurrr....whatcha think?

Move over Snow White...there's a new brod in the kingdom.

I need a hug.....

Shoot me in the face...just do it...now.

Wednesday kicked my trash. It was emotional, stressful, long, and heart wrenching. All in all Wednesday was a friggin dirty fighter and it handed me my arse on a silver platter. So needless to say I'm so glad it's OVER. Suck it Wednesday!! You hump day piece of poodung.

I'm sitting here eating chocolate chips by the handful right out of the bag, that's how distraught I am! Which means I had better hurry up and write this because I'm going to have raging mudbutt in about 10 minutes.

So while trying to unwind after an exhausting day I was posted up on the couch surrounded by a sea of legos when something caught my eye.

Do you see it?

Mixed in with the slew of legos and cowboy boots, I saw it. Barbie. Laying there in all of her unproportionate plastic glory. Then it hit me...my baby girl has her very first Barbie.

What the crap?! She plays with Barbies?! When did this happen?!

I hadn't thought much of it when my mom came by yesterday and gave it to her. But seeing it tonight just pimp slapped me in the face. My baby girl is playing with dolls, my 3 year old is peeing in a toilet , and my 6 year old is trying to burn down the house. My kids are growing up...and FAST! WOOOHHOOOO!!! Kidding...settle down. I'm secretly sad that they're growing up.

In fact I'm so sad that I'm going to continue to drown my sorrows into this bag of delicious chocolate chips...I may even take the bag with me to the bathroom because from the sound, and possibly smell, of things I have a feeling that I'm going to be hanging out there sooner than later.