I can honestly say that this pouch of juice tastes like a dog vomited on the floor, ate it, then ran to Honest Tea Inc. where he vomited again. This time, the drink makers extracted the vileness and made organic juice. Good God.
I normally enjoy tasting the kid’s drinks, they usually offer a nice little sweet somethin’ somethin’. Not this. Kuck, is the only way to end it.
Stumbled upon this great Jonathan Coulton song recently. When I first heard it I was expecting a sarcastic take on having kids, but was happily surprised when it turned out not to be. If you haven’t heard many of his songs, take a look at his website (http://www.jonathancoulton.com).
If you can’t get enough, here’s another take on the song.
One of the projects we completed during the long winter months cooped up in the house, was a racetrack around the basement. We measured an oval around the perimeter of the basement, drew the outline with a pencil, then, painted it in with black concrete paint. The pictures below show the finished product. We unveiled the racetrack to the kids on Christmas morning. We kept them out of the basement for a week while we did the measuring and painting. When they finally saw it, they were so shocked and excited. They also got new motorized cars to drive around, so it was a double whammy on Christmas morning.
The only things we needed to buy were paint rollers on poles and the paint. This was a fairly inexpensive project and the kids absolutely love it.