Friday, May 17, 2013


So the other night I was doing dishes while Max was diligently working on a writing assignment for English.  Out of the blue, this is what he said:

"I don't know why, Mom, but when I hear my voice inside my head while I'm writing, it sounds like the voice of a British woman."

There are no words.  This little man keeps me laughing through life.

And this tiny lady too.  Here's what she showed me a couple nights ago, then performed a song and a dance in honor of her newly created animal:

Maybe one of these will show up around Jo Jo's house sometime?!

Here she is leaving for Science Camp for 4 days with all the 5th graders, teachers, and NO parents!  She was so excited for this moment that she started packing 10 days before.  She had a blast. And didn't miss us at all (OK, maybe for just a second).  I, on the other hand, paced around my house for 4 days straight and couldn't wait for her to return to me!

And then there's this guy, who had a birthday recently.

It so happened that his special day coincided with MY special day (Mother's Day), which made his and my special days not so super special since we were deciding who should pitch it on the couch relaxing while everyone else did everything.  Ha ha!  We actually both had a nice day while the kids made the food and cleaned.

But what has really taken over my life is this:

Are you asking yourself, "Why would Legos sorted by color and type be taking over your life, Bethanie?"  Trust me, I'm asking myself the same question.  Turns out, you can sell old Lego sets for sweet, sweet cash, IF you have complete sets, that is.  So we're on a quest.  Max (and Lily) are both done with Legos and would much rather replace all these colorful, sharp, and fun bits o' plastic with cold, hard cash (of which I will be taking a nice percentage).  The picture above represents about 1/4 of the collection.  Sheesh.

In other news, PK and I did a bit of this:




"New" nightstands!  We shopped forever for new ones, but honestly, we just weren't willing to shell out $1000+ per nightstand for the ones we liked.  So we bought the shapes we wanted at HomeGoods, and a light sanding, a little paint, and new knobs later, voila!  It was such a fun project, and it's so nice to have a nightstand again (I gave my old one to Max when we moved).  Paul's started out green with flowers (ew), but is now a very lovely and masculine dark metallic grey, like mine.



And he's no longer using an African drum for a nightstand.  The two are the same color, just look different because of the lighting.  We love them!

And as always in our house, there's usually a little something like this:

Happy biannual Kloepfer family blog post to all!  Muah!