CrACKa BAby

Today Amandah was feeling adventurous and Max wasn't too into his bottle.

 So she gave him his first solid food, the Graham Cracker.

Is it a cookie? Or is it a cracker?

I think they're a little bit country, and a little bit rock n' roll.

So does Max
I dare say he enjoyed it.

Never before has a baby loved something so much.

He finished off a whole cracker.

That's my chubs.

Expensive Lotions and Creams

 Lets get down to Christmas!

The most wonderful time of the year, or so they say.

 It's always hard planning for Christmas gifts, especially when you have no money.

SO...

 Amandah got a new job.

 (isn't getting out of debt fun)

Yep. Pretty exciting. She is now a team member of Bath and Body Works. OOO, AHHH!
Discounts and lotions galore (for me not you)! You better be good or you'll get some of that gross cucumber melon crap.

Also she is crossing her fingers for an interview next Tuesday in the Pediatric Department at the hospital.

Amandah can't wait to start the season's festivities,

but until they do, here are a few pictures from years past.

Chicka Chicka Boom Boom!!

Chicka Chicka How Revolting,

Larry the Cabinet Guys are Molting.

Whatever that means...

Molting occurs once a year in mature birds, normally in late summer or autumn. The birds will lose their feathers and regrow new ones--a way of refreshing their plumage for the winter so they will stay warm.

Sometimes you may hardly notice a soft molt, except as a reduction in laying. Molting takes a few weeks or more, depending on the "hardness" of the molt--it can seem like a hardship when you don't have delicious fresh eggs! birds lay fewer (or no) eggs while they are molting.

Well that's all fine and dandy but the Hendricks have been living off one egg a week!

Man cannot live by bread alone!

They never thought they could dislike Larry Krueger the Cabinet guy any more than they already did, but this dream was becoming a reality!

But what is this??

 Today the family found not one, not two, but 6 eggs! Huzzah!! Now maybe it could be a fluke, but start saving your egg cartons people!



Godzilla Baby

Hello again to all my friends.
 I'm glad you came to play. The fun and learning never ends, here's what we did today...
or last week.
Last week Amandah's BFFFFFFFFF Lindsey was visiting from California and dropped by to see her awesome friend.

She has two little girls One a beautiful 5 week old, Daisy, and the other an adorable 18 month old, Lucy.



Here is Lucy, and my dog Daisy.



The two friends tried to size their children up but the one with the working legs was scared of the giant 'beebee'.

So Amandah stuffed chocolate chips in her face to get her to sit still.

 It worked.



18 months                      6 months

How did he get so huge?

Well, like most babies, he lived in a uterus. But instead of just sitting around in there, he was pumping placenta and doing squats. That, and he has an Amazon Woman for a mother.

They are a match made in heaven and Lucy is now betrothed to Max.

Or so says Amandah.

Mama Mia! It's a-me! Mario!

 The Hendricks family have been celebrating Halloween all week, and to kick it off, Wyatt had  his pre-school Halloween party. The four year old helped his mother dress tootsie pops as ghosts and draw spooky faces on them. He has also been wearing his costume ALL WEEK. Whenever his mother talks to him, and says. "Wyatt, could you do this, Wyatt what are you doing, Wyatt come here".His only response is........ "No, you mean MARIO, mom".  Aside from the fact he is completely hilarious, this does test one's nerves. Especially when one is trying to discipline.

Identical right!?

But he IS so funny and creative, he obviously gets that from his mother. They went out to lunch as a family today and Wyatt was upset they weren't going to Wendy's. Instead they went to Cafe Paesan. Mario was not happy. Amandah kindly explained to him that Mario is Italian, and that he eats Italian food too.

Victory! Ohh kids are so dumb; they'll fall for anything ;-). He ate all of his Spaghetti (which he normally hates), AND vegetables (because Mario eats those too). Wyatt taught his mother a valuable lesson that day; Mario does NOT eat cucumbers.



Sexy Mario



Maxi Mario
Or
'Toad' as Wyatt refers to him.

So the day passed with no incidents, no excitement, no blood or guts. Just when they thought it was over, in walked Sexy Mario, with a furry little fuzz bucket in his arms... Heaven help them all, they were over come by the cuteness. Those damn eyes.

Sexy Mario explained to Mama Mia that the cat had been abandonded at work in the yard, and that it couldn't be more than two weeks old. Well Mama Mia wasn't too happy, even though the critter was awfully cute, Sexy Mario said it would live in the garage and kill mice. Okay, but until then the thing is scared of spiders. So now what. The thing needed a name, and what did Mario come up with?

Mario. The cat's name is Mario. How in the world are we to keep all these Italians straight!?

So until the day of mice killing, Mama Mia is incharge of the life of this (no doubt disease infested) Mario, ontop of her two other Marios and dog Daisy.  Curse words and filthy abominations!

Then the two (Sexy and Mama) realize the cat hasn't made poopy all night. They research it online. Apparently, if the kitten is not making doody, the mother will lick it's doody areas, and thus stimulate them to make the doody. Well, this translates into...

 "uh Amandah, I'll go get YOU a warm wash cloth. Good luck and good night." 

Mama- "why can't you do it? you brought this cat home."

Sexy-"i'm allergic to cats."

Although VERY adorable

I DON'T want this cat. Do you?!

Children of the Corn

Friday Wyatt's preschool class went to Hee Haw Farms in P.G. .

He's the one you can barely see in the back.

They had a grand time going on a hay ride, picking out pumpkins...

 playing in the Hee Haw park...

a petting zoo...

and going through the corn maze.

Of course I have no proof of pictures because the corn maze was haunted.

 Amandah on the other hand did not have such a great time. While heading into the corn maze, [Amandah] got lost with Riley's (one of the other children's) mother, Amy. The two were seperated from the group due to a crappy umbrella stroller, and completely uneven ground (also not watching where their group went). What's that you say? It's a childrens corn maze how lost could they get? The answer is VERY. Apparently, a mother with one screaming baby and an 8 1/2 month pregnant woman do not = smart.  Hello!  This woman could go into labor at any time and all I have to cut the umbilical cord is a corn stalk! All this jostling around on this rugged terrain is sure to send that baby shootin' out!



The Fabulous AMY!

With this thought in mind, the two frantically searched their way through the maze over the mountains of corn and dirt, they broke down stalks, went in circle after circle, finally resorted to calling MRS. SUZAN... She must think we are idiot mothers. She calmly told us to go West... um West? I can barely tell time let alone which way is West lady! Well, needless to say, that didn't work, so after 45 minutes, they cut their way over some bales of hay, down a big long path, and finally got to the pumpkin patch. Victory was theirs!

They also had a corn box...

 Thankfully, W did not see it.

The crazy kids had a great time, and the mothers were simply happy to be alive.

Maxi also enjoyed the day in his stroller. Even though it was a bit bumpy.



Birthday Supreme!!

Today is my birthday. Tomorrow is Silas's birthday. We are almost fossils. It seems like yesterday i was swimming around in my mothers amniotic fluid, ahh those were the days. Not a care in the world. The cord was cut and now we are parents. That was so fast! Tomorrow it seems as though we will be back in diapers. Wyatt is sure to tell everyone that it's his responsibility to change our diapers when we get elderly. Who could ask for anything more.



To celebrate our progession of age, we went to Tucanos with the Gillmans yesterday. Mmmm MEAT! Then I happily ordered two desserts. NOT one for each of us, TWO for me. We went home, I had to run to Wally World to get dog food, and rushed home to eat my desserts... I came home and opened them to  find each of them were half gone! Oh!! My birthday was ruined already.

Raspberry Cheesecake!!



Some Coconut Chocolate Lover Devine Amazing Thing...

Yes, I know that is plenty for two people, but it's my birthday. It happens but once a year. Anyways, I couldn't yell at Mr. Hendricks because he was sawing logs on the couch already. So I devoured the two instantaneously. I've never felt better either.

So today for my birthday I did whatever I wanted, and instead of sitting around and watching TV like I do everyother day, I thought to myself, "Self, lets clean!" and so we did. Scrubbed the big tub, the toilet, the walls, the sinks, the floor, and the baseboards. Whew! what a day. Then W and I played on the floor with Max. What a wonderful day.

What? I know, I know, I have the cutest kids ever. People keep saying that. I can't help it. Finally Mr. H got home. We went to Cabela's to get his big humongous present. My Aunt Jill gave me a fabulous new pot from my bff Martha Stewart. It changes from a stock pot to steamer to pasta cooker with a quick switch of insert.



I LOVE THIS POT!

After Cabela's we went to JCW's and had some food that was bad for us. Came home, and here I am, blogging my heart out to you. Happy Birthday to my Silas. He is going to kill some defenseless animals(or so he thinks) this weekend, and I will be hanging out with my well known boyfriend Lee. Or as he refers to himself... Ree.