Snowman Butt Craft

I wanted to make a mason jar snowglobe for Cryin Ryan. I couldn't find any cool figurines to put inside of it, so I bought some clay and made my own.

I made the big snowman. I also made the pieces for Ryan's smaller snowman, but he put it together by himself. He would tell me what to make and like the awesome mom I am, I would make it.

Which is why his snowman has extra snow for his cheeks and a green triangle Mohawk.
This is also why the small snowman has a butt.

Ryan insisted I make a bum. I guess butts are pretty essential body parts.

We baked the clay, put water and too much glitter in the mason jar, then added our snowmen. It was pretty amazing for $4.

Strangely enough, this was not the first time Ryan and I had sculpted butts onto inanimate holiday objects.

In October we carved pumpkins. Once again Ryan was adamant that I carve a bum on the back of it.

I have a hunch Ryan's Valentine's day cards are going to be awesome.
Amen.

Jared Turns 35!

I've always had a thing for older men.

Good thing since my husband is now officially in his mid-thirties. He is even starting to grow some grey hairs., which is fine with me.

Grey hair on men can be sexy. Just look at Mitt Romney and Dieter Uchtdorf:

Its my job as an awesome wife to make Jared's birthday's amazing, so when he came home from work, Pee-toddler and I greeted him in homemade birthday costumes, and screamed/growled the Happy Birthday song at him.

I know you're probably thinking, "that's amazing! It can't possibly get more amazing than that"..... but it does.

My costume was a little inappropriate so no pictures were taken.

Just imaging a 7 1/2 month pregnant chick in a bikini with ribbons and balloons taped in awkward places. You're welcome for that mental image.

We opened presents then Jared cooked his own shrimp birthday dinner. I offered to cook but Jared didn't want me messing up $30 of seafood. Whatever Jare-bear....

Then we did this for a while:

 

They next day we continued to celebrate Jared's Birthday with a trip to Santa Barbara and by buying Ryan a backpack (which he has worn 24/7 since we bought it).

 

 

 

 

There is nothing like walking up and down Main street and stepping over the drugged up homeless guys everywhere. 

 

Some random dude gave Ryan a balloon officially making Jared's Birthday trip incredible.

 

We ended the birthday weekend with a trip to Victoria's Secret and Sephora so I could buy some stuff I've been wanting. I'm sure Jared loved shopping for Ryan and I for his birthday.

 

I love my husband.

 

 

Pee-Toddler goes to Utah

Things I learned about Ryan during our trip to Utah in December:


Masking tape roads are great for airplane seat trays.

Heated floor tiles make the Toddler happy.

Uncle Jake lets Ryan eat entire bags of Cheetos, say the "F" word, and photobombs him. 

He is not a fan of the snow and/or cold.

Pee-Toddler is also not a fan of leashes.

 

Unsurprisingly, he IS a fan of pink strollers, frilly aprons, and running through the house giggling like a schoolgirl.

He likes to make Christmas cookies with his cousins and Grandma.

 

 

 

 

 

Ryan REALLY likes Santa.

 

 

 

And LOVES baby cousin Laura.