WW: Packing Up!

So we are currently in the throws of packing ev.ery.thing. up to get ready for our move.  Note to self: don't accumulate so much junk!  I feel like I'm living in a box city, they are everywhere!

Jack decided that he was ready to move this weekend and promptly packed himself into a bookcase:

Fly DIY Friday: Let's Get Graphic

My little corner of the Fly DIY party includes making all the graphical art for the party.  As you know (or maybe not?) I have an Etsy shop where I sell party decor & invitations, learning toys & wall art.  So Shannon & I decided that I could do the graphics for the party.

I've been busily working away on the signage for the project stations.  I'm really excited with how things are turning out.  Bright, bold and straightforward, but fun & perky at the same time!

Which one are you excited for?

Deep Thought #9

So for the summertime, we buy Jack sandals to wear at daycare and at home.  You know the kind, they kinda look like Keens, but I'm too damn cheap to buy those so I get some Osh Kosh ones, usually at BJs, or knockoffs at Payless.

But the downside to an active kid in a sweaty hot summer in sandals?  STINK.  Lots of STINK.  I'm talking stinky cheesy feet stink.  He may be cute, but his feet be stankin.

The other day I went to the store and got those little deodorizer sneaker ball things.  I showed them to Jack and he watched me put them in his sandals.

So this is how the conversation went last night:

Jack: Mommy, where my stinky balls?
Me: ::snorts laughing:: Your stinky balls?  What are you talking about?
Runs upstairs to show me the stinky balls.  

Later on...
Jack: Mommy, can you harrump my arm?  (that noise you make when you pretend to bite something or take a chomp out of it)
Me: Sure buddy :haarump:
Jack: Mommy, can you harump my stinky balls?
Me: ::dying laughing:: You want me to harump your stinky balls?
Jack: Yes Mommy! Stinky balls!  Harump my stiiiinnnnkkkyyyy balllllllllss!!!

My kid wants me to hump his stinky balls.  Please don't call DCF on me.