Spicy Living

"What is this?" you might ask when you see this picture. This is the question I myself thought for a split second before I smelled it. Cayenne Pepper. I let my children help me cook/bake, etc...well someone swiped it from the counter while I was doing the dishes. It was a full jar, less the little bit I used to flavor the hummus I was making.

This is messy stuff y'all. It was relatively easy to clean off the table. Also easy to vacuum up off the carpet. Harder to get the burning sensation off of a 2 year olds tongue - because, of course they licked it. It was also all over H's shirt and when I took off her sweatshirt it got in her eyes. We washed hands, mouths, eyes, etc. I even caught them drinking out of the faucet. Thank goodness the baby was sleeping during this whole charade.

Ahhhhh, keeping it real at the Hubbard house and always trying to add some spice...just not always the way I would prefer.

Happy Valentine's Day

Happy Valentine's Day from our family to yours!

Our family according to Hannah. She likes to bring each family member the doll that she thinks is us. I love that girl!

You Drank What?!

Believe it or not, my sweet polite children cause their fair share of trouble. I recently was attempting to put all 3 down for naps at the same time in hopes of a few coveted minutes alone to recharge myself. C was down and I was working on herding the big two towards their room. Hannah came up to me shaking something and telling me something about Jack. As I saw what it was my heart began to pound a million beats a minute. It was an empty children's tylenol bottle.

Frantic questions from me trying to get to the bottom of the story were not successful. Really, what kind of straight story am I going to get from two year olds? I heard things like "just Jack," "he poured it on the floor," "Jack gave some to Hannah," and "it was guuuuud." Poison control was called...Not knowing how much of the bottle was consumed and how much was on the floor - it was determined that it could have been a toxic amount. We ended up in the ER for a blood draw.

I had some friends that were working that day and it was nice to have them check on me while we were therefor our almost four hour stay. (4 hours trying to keep your children who want to run around/touch everything on a hospital bed.) They did great! I am proud of them! Even the blood draw went well. Jack didn't cry at all and came back holding his new bear telling me he was "so brave." Hannah did cry and the whole hospital heard her. But they did great. Turns out they barely got a swig each. Now they talk like this...

"When we go to the hospital somedays, it's gonna be fun." (I hope not again)

J&H with their "brave" bears.

*Disclaimer: I know/we know not to store any medicne within children's reach. They told me several times while we were there. I have been told by my Dr. I have heard others stories. However, it happens. It just so happened Mark and I forgot we had moved it to a diaper caddy while traveling over the holidays. We will now be extra cautious and it is back to its normal far-far away location.

Polite Two-Year Olds

This is a recent scene from after dinner one evening. We told the kids that whoever ate all their food would get some ice cream. J did and H did not. This is what we saw - Mark started recording after about a minute into their conversation.