happy independance day!

love,

the baggerlys

no date, friday night boredom

if you find yourself dateless on a friday night and you're lookin' for a reeaaaaallly FUN time, try this:


call one of your kids over to your LOCKED (this is important) bedroom door (preferably a child with really cute chubby fingers that can barely fit under the door)(children with lisps make this even sweeter. or kids that are just learning to talk. thats pretty good too.)

lay down and talk to them a bit and soak in how CUTE they are laying on the ground talking to you.

this next part is where it gets fun--slide them a piece of candy under the door with out telling them and watch their little hands grab that said piece of candy so fast you'll barely be able to see it. they'll "fane chou" for it.

you should be seeing a lot of those cute fleshy digits by now and it should look similar to this:

give them a few more pieces of candy and watch the fun begin. but this time, place the candy just out of reach and see them really work for it. you'll thank me for this later.


fun:

more fun:

put four pieces of candy just out of reach of each of your four children's little hands. their commentary of this event makes it all worth it. (although i have to admit it was way more fun for me to see and hear it, than it was for them to try to get the candy. but i'm not sure though. this is candy afterall.)

watch out when you finally unlock that door.

some might be happy, others sad, and some may be even a little mad (because we fed them all the sour peachy dots and they weren't ready for the candy train to end.)

be prepared for a candy raid on your room if you do dare to unlock your door. children don't take this news lightly when you say the candy is all gone.

i may or may not repeat this game the next time i find myself dateless on a friday night.

or i might just try it again when i'm bored. either way, i think everyone should try it. it really is the funniest thing.

think of it as a win-win situation too. you get a great laugh and get to see the cutest little hands you've ever seen poking from under your door (little hands are always cute, especially when coming from under your door), and your kids get candy.

did i mention cute hands? that are chubby? aaaaaand hands that are usually accompanied by the cutest little voices to match those cute hands?

oh! and if you peek under the door you just might see the cutest chubby cheeks flattened against the carpet with a little glimmer of a smile?

again......win-win. you: beholding of severe cuteness. kids: candy, smiles, laughter.

(try it now before they grow up. which happens ENTIRELY way too fast. because it might not be so cute seeing a teenager do this.)

good enough

i figured out how to get the background all white. awesome. no luck on the weird font issues. oh well.


i haven't figured out how to like blogging. and that's ok. having a blog is not for everyone.


i do like to post completely random pictures, so maybe i'll just stick with that.

the end.

super frustrated

ok, so obviously i have been messing around in blogger trying to change things up a little bit, but now i can't get anything to look how i want it to.

i need some help with this. blogger is dumb and i'm dumb too.

number one: why can't i get rid of the shabbyblogs background? i want my blog all white!

number two: on my desk computer i don't see any dumb grey borders around the pictures, but on my lap top i do. why is this happening and how do i fix that?! i don't want any borders around anything.

number three: i clicked on that new template designer and it has messed everything up. why can't i get it to go back to the way my blog used to look? whhhyyyyyyy??!!

number four: why did the supposed overall font change work all over my blog, except for a few lines of one post? i am confused.

help me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(all i want is a simple all white background. thats it. nothing fancy. all white. should be easy. but its really not and it is making me maaaaad. i know there's someone out there that knows how to do this. ahnah maybe? heather c.?? cheryl??? anybody????)

eight

ethen has been asking for a frog cake for a long time now. like since he began talking. i have always turned him down, though.

bad mommy.

but really its because a frog cake is waaaaay too hard to make. until ethen showed me how he wanted it to look.

this i can do! i was thinking he wanted a realistic looking frog. i'm glad he didn't. i liked his idea.

this is how his cake turned out:

not super awesome, but at least the super spy thought it was super awesome. oddly enough, all of the kids in attendance wanted a fly. really bad. like there were a few arguments between the littles about who got one. it all worked out.

happy birthday to my most super spyiest cutest freckly boy. who's now 8.





i love you so much! (and your freckles, too.)

dalen's eyes

spring confusion

bill, of good old unadilla nebraska, saw his shadow.

phil, and his friends of punxsutawney pennsylvania, did not see their shadows.

who are we to believe?

i don't know about you, but my bets with bill.

look at the honesty in his face. groundhogs with mustaches like that never lie.

besides, phil is wrong every year. and he's been hangin' with a pretty shady crowd that apparently doesn't cast any shadows.

phil---early spring. (yeah! but don't get excited. the calendar says 6 more weeks no matter what. right there you can catch phil in his evil ways.)

bill---6 more weeks of old man winter. what an honest ground hog he is. (he knows how to read us the calendar too.)

i hope the next 6 weeks will go by fast, because I . HATE . WINTER .

****i just learned a disturbing fact about dear old dead bill. he's really a texidermied groundhog that they parade through town. DUCT TAPED TO THE HOOD OF SOMEONES CAR. awesome. then they unleash him and set him in the street to see if his shadow can be seen or not. because man, its hard to tell if he's gonna see his shadow or not taped to the hood of that car. small town nebraskans just got more awesomer than they already were. (remember that awesome is not always a good word--it just means that it inspires "awe"--and some head scratching.) sounds like stuff they'd do down in the deep south........like say.....folkston georgia..............but not here. i guess the year-round corn really does go to their heads.****

shooooooot. all that, just for a shadow. (said in a strong southern accent)

real proud to be a nebraskan. (said through teeth while clearing throat--descriptions are awesome!)

rest in peace, poor bill. until next year when its time to get taped and paraded around by corn crazed small town nebraskans.

when rice is gross and your sausage is gone

and your name is gaven.............you'll cry.

and you'll cry LOUD too.

with real tears!

it's only normal that it'll bring you to tears when it's gone. (especially when you can't have any more until you eat your rice. and your rice is gross.)

yes, dinner is that good at our house.

my new favorite picture

five

my little mister "gaben" is five years old today!

gaven is five years old today............


gaven is five years old today?


how did my sweet busteroodles get so old?


happy birthday to "mine" gaven......sniff, sniff.

(this is a big year for him, so i have every right to be a little blue about it. he starts kindergarten next fall so i will lose my daytime buddy. lots of big things happen when you're five. lots! at least kindergarten is one of the coolest grades around and you can still be cute and young and be truly cherished for it.)

(fyi--you may have noticed a recurring pattern here with me and birthdays. they make me very happy. but they also make my heart hurt just a little. i wish i could just bottle him up and keep him so cute and sweet and purely innocent. darn it that these cute little people have to get big!)

he's an awfully handsome big, little five year old, don't you think?

it could've been so nice......

last saturday i set out to attempt one of the hardest tasks i've had to date:

getting a picture of all my boys together.

well, a nice one of all of them together.

one that would be worthy of sending out in a christmas card, or hang on the wall kind of picture.

i'm sure you know the kind that i am talking about.

the lighting was perfect. the boys looked great and were actually sorta happy, so to make it fun for them and hopefully get a few smiles from dalen, i decided to sing a little song.

and then made the mistake of asking them to sing it with me.

please do not make the same mistake i did.

do not have your lovelies sing "jingle bells" and hope to get a great picture.

it will turn out like this:

perfect light, amazingly cute--singing--kids. and zero smiles.

so please take my advice. don't ask children to sing thinking it will make them smile. because it won't.

it will, well........just make them sing.

(but i still LOOOOOOOVE the picture. it just won't be going on the wall.)