New Uses for Ordinary Things-Take 4

So I thought I would continue my series...new uses for ordinary things.  This idea popped into my head today while playing with Finley.  She actually inspired it.  She has a very vivid imagination.  Plus, she loves making me look like a fool. :)  But I just couldn't resist blogging about it today.  You know I realize these ideas are not rocket science...but I get excited when I can find some very "cheap" entertainment.  Ok...so here is our new use for an ordinary thing.  Well..actually this "ordinary" thing has a few different uses.  And I bet you could come up with a few of your own if you haven't already! 

Here it is....

A CANVAS BOX! 



Super exciting, right?  I am sure we all have this type of thing somewhere in our houses.  We at the Snavely house, have a lot of these.  They are great for the person who does not live inside an "organized mind".  HA!  This is my idea of organization.  Stick anything and everything in these canvas boxes.  Put it on a bookshelf and call it done.  But did you know that these canvas boxes can serve other purposes as well?  Purposes to fully entertain your 3 year old and 11 month old?

So our new use for this ordinary canvas box?

drumroll please.....

Please forgive this photo.  It was taken by a 3 year old....

Slap two paper eyes on it and you are automatically a robot!  Endless laughter for a 3 year old.  But in order for this to fully work you have to talk like this:  "FIIINNNNLEY....takke. me. to. your. leeaader." And movements must be very exaggerated and sharp.  I'm telling you what...getting the type of laughter I got from this 3 year old, was worth every bit of looking like an ever loving fool....

And she even got to try it out....




umm..disclaimer...putting a canvas box on a toddler's head is in no way shape or form like putting a plastic bag on one's head.  No robot was harmed during this entertainment segment...Thank you.....



Ok..another use for a canvas box?  Well this one came out of the mind of little Finley.  She thought of this one all by herself!  She LOVES to play salon.  And why wouldn't a canvas box serve the purpose of a salon dryer!!!!

A SALON DRYER!!!!

And if that isn't enought fun ideas for this box...with a baby it's endless amounts of fun...look here....You can....

Get IN AND OUT of it!

Or You can play Peek a Boo in it!!!

And best yet...what Harper loved about the ordinary canvas box???  This ordinary thing also becomes.....

A DEATH RIDE!!!!!




Actually Harper LOVED riding in it. 
And no baby was harmed during this ride....

 Now...what can you use your canvas box for???

Sweet Moments--Finley Edition...

The purpose of my blog is for me to never forget the joy that my three girls give me. I want them to read back over these entries someday and KNOW that they brought me the most joy in my life that I could have ever imagined. Because...well..I am sure if you saw me on a day to day basis these days, I have to remind myself to be joyful. The monotony of the day to day life with young ones, the over looming cloud of change just above us, and physical exhaustion can be overwhelming at times. I need to remind myself to stop...and to savor the sweet moments...

Hence...Sweet Moments--This one is Finley edition...

Finley was sitting with me at church this week. She was tired. It was a cloudy, gloomy, rainy day, and she didn't want anything to do with Sunday School. I wasn't going to push it. Plus, I was yearning to cuddle with my 2nd born throughout the service. It's not very often where she will sit still in my lap. I could feel Finley taking everything in. The sounds of worship. The beating of the drums. The clapping of hands. And most importantly, the warmth of her Momma's arms embracing her without any other competition. I was soaking it in. Throughout the sermon, she was starting to get restless and wanted to sit in the chair next to me. As she got down, she was carefully observing all the other people around us. Couples young and old sitting next to each other, carefully listening to what God may have them hear. Some with arms around each other. Other's tending to their babies. After Finley got settled in her seat for some time, I got absorbed in the sermon. In my own thoughts. Soon I felt a tiny warmth go across my back. It was Finley's arm. She was putting her arm around me...just like those around us. Pretty soon she started patting my back as well. Such a precious feeling for a Momma. Seeing a way a child learns and processes. Seeing the others do this around us, Finley knew this was a symbol of love and adoration for the other. Oh, how I ate up this sweet sweet moment.

Then today, Finley woke up. Her unruly hair stumbled into my bathroom as I was getting ready.

"Hey baby! How did you sleep last night?" I asked.

She replied, "well..not good. I had a bad dream."

"You did? What was it about?" I pondered. Very concerned as she usually gets me up if she had a bad dream!

"Well..I dreamed that you didn't give me a hug...."

Break.my.heart. That poor baby did have a bad dream! I assured her that I indeed gave her a hug in her sleep as I do every night. But just to think that a mother's touch can have such profound effect on those little ones. Today..she has been getting some extra extra hugs!!

An Apple a Day....

So unlike a lot of folk, those great homemakers I know you all are, I tend to not be as domestic as the "common homemaker". Yes, I do make my own bread and I love to bake...but I don't garden, don't cook gourmet meals, don't iron, and don't dust. And I already admitted I don't like to clean. Well, this weekend I wanted to do something I have never done before--attempt to make applesauce. Now..this may be a no brainer to make for most of you, but for me...it was a new adventure. A new experience. My friend in Virginia inspired me. She served us one evening before we moved this delicious pink applesauce. I have been craving it ever since. So since fall is right around the corner, and my husband has been begging to go to the apple orchard..I happily obliged.

We woke up Saturday morning to lightning and pouring rain. The ordinary person would just assume we would have to cancel our little morning trip. But nooooo, my lovely husband was bound and determined that we would still go. Whether we got soaked or not, we were going to get those apples. He was determined we were "hardcore"---(no apple pun intended).

So I got my apples. I thought I would share with you our little adventure in applesauce making.

Off to the Orchard we went. This is the only picture I got of us at the orchard because of the rain. I think we were the only people there besides the workers. HA! We did get some good apple cider donuts though! For me that was worth the trip and getting wet! :)

The Farmer in the Dell..The Farmer in the Dell...Hi HO the Apple O the Farmers in the Dell...

We got our Apples. I got 10 pounds of Cortland Apples. I wanted to get pink applesauce and this is what my friend used.

Next we sliced the apples. No need to peel them!

Threw them in a pot with a little water....and cooked over medium high heat. Does it ever make your house smell like fall!!

The Peels come right off as you cook them. We let the apples cook down until they were really mushy!

And then with a potato masher...we mashed the heck out of those apples. That was fun! :) It took out a lot of my frustration...a good stress reliever! :)

And voila...PINK applesauce with no food coloring...(it really is not as chunky as it looks in this picture...)

I had visions of applesauce making all day. So I got my tupperware containers, I got all my apples. I had visions of gift giving of pink applesauce for Christmas, new neighbor gifts, and a year supply of my own family's consumption. Ummm...look what 10 pounds of apples made me.... Umm...applesauce making is soooooo overrated.....

New Uses for Ordinary Things-Take 3...

Here at this household, we strive to become creative. We strive to be creative so we can survive. Surviving means a variety of things to us. To my husband, surviving means obtaining the latest bit of technology...( honey bunches...do we REALLY need to get a PS3. Yes, Yes, I understand that you feel your call of duty is to play Call of Duty..but really?) ,. For me, surviving means going through a day without getting poop on my hands.

So for today's New Uses for Ordinary things, I am combining a little a both--technology and my sanity....

Ok here it is....an Ordinary thing:

An I-POD

In this day in age, I would assume most of use have and use an ipod or an mp3 player on a weekly basis. This little bit of technology has made life a-bun-detly easier on getting my own "bun" in shape on the treadmill. But did you know it could be used for this??

Drumroll Please......

A New use for an ordinary thing---take 3....

An I -(don't hear any whining or asking for junk) Pod

Let me tell you folks...this little bit of technology has served it glorious purpose within the confines of the grocery store (aka-hell on earth with little ones...)

Here is how you use it...

-Get a pair of headsets that look like they were invented in 1981.

-Insert headsets in I-(don't hear any whining) Pod.

-Place gently on 3 year olds year.

-Turn on "Jesus" music.

-Crank the I - (don't hear any whining) Pod's volume halfway. This way it is really funny to hear the 3 year old when she does try to tell you something. It is very loud. HA!

-Place 3 year old in basket of the cart. (Warning--do not let them walk with I- (don't hear in whining) Pod. THEY.DO.NOT.WATCH.WHERE.THEY.ARE.GOING. Bad idea near a display of goldfish...need I say more?)

-Happily stroll through the grocery store without hear phrases like- "Mommy can we get this!" "Mommy, I am really hungry for this!" "I WANT THIS RIGHT NOW" "I'm bored..." "Are we done yet?"

-When going through the check out lane, carefully remove headsets from 3 year old's ear. We wouldn't want the checkout lady to "label" us a careless mom for letting our 3 year old listen to loud music.

-Leave grocery store without sweat stains under your armpits and with more hair in tact (on your head that is!)

See now don't you want to try this?

See even both children were dancing and singing a long....

An all around Happy experience

Now why don't you use your I - (don't hear any whining) Pod. I promise...you'll never look at the grocery store the same again.

Confessions....

So not only would I like to embark upon the task of coming up with new uses for ordinary things, I would also like to use this blog as my confessional box or my confessional booth so to speak. It's kind of like Pilgrim's Progress and I am Christian, trying to unload my burdens. So today I have two confessions, but they kind of fit into one. This is something that is so hard for me to admit. I mean, I am a stay at home mom, a wife, and mother of 3 children and I feel like a failure even admiting this. Ok...here it goes...

I HATE TO CLEAN.....

Whew...that felt good to get off my chest. Ok wait...not quite done...

I DESPISE TO CLEAN....

Better.

Ok, now I am not talking about me, myself. I in fact DO like the feeling of being clean. (And even if I didn't, do you think I would want to admit that one here?) But I don't like cleaning. I like living in an orderly home. But I am not the kind of mom that things are always in order and all the right times. Pop in visits at my house? Well, not greatly appreciated although anyone is welcome to do that. Just know that I am undeniably embarrassed about the way my house looks because I didn't have time to shove all the toys, laundry, dirty underwear inside the oven and under the sofas before you got here. But since I am a stay at home mom, I feel like the house should always be clean so therefore I am not doing my job very well. Does anyone else feel like this?

This leads me to confession #2....

I am a self-professed GERMOPHOB!

I hate being sick. I hate when my kids are sick. The mention of throw up...and I am running in the other direction. Now, I have not always been like this. Just since I started having kids. Everytime we have the stomach flu in this house, it seems like a death sentence for me. I hate hate hate it. I will bathe my children in anti-bacterial hand santizer after E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G.

So when Reese started throwing up this week...it sent me in a tizzy. I could not stop. Stop doing what you might ask? CLEANING! I was a cleaning WHORE. Yellow rubber gloves, disinfectant spray galore, and my ever so fashionable hospital mask. Steve walked in the house for lunch...first words out of his mouth as the smell wifted into his nose, "Wow...you must be in a cleaning mood." (It doesn't happen very much obviously). I couldn't stop myself...It was like a treasure hunt..searching for any dust, dirt, grime, puke, and poop that I could find. The house looked great.....

for like 5 minutes....

Then it was destroyed by 3 little monsters. Then I hit my reality again. I hate cleaning.

I hate cleaning because at this stage in my life...what is the point?

But I do love cleaning up this little one! She was in need of a serious tub after eating blueberries and raspberries for the first time.

She was quite proud of herself for the mess she made...

But I quickly forgave her after her bath...because who just wouldn't love that little smile!

New Uses for Ordinary things continued...

So today I was not looking to update my list of new uses for ordinary things But as you stay at home moms know, every day is quite an adventure. Thus, my adventure for today can definitely be put in the list of New uses for ordinary things..

Well here is the ordinary thing that we all have had at our house at some point..

A big ol' lollipop. This is something that has been sitting in the bottom of our stroller for about 3 weeks. Daddy bought it for Finley (ahem..thanks Daddy...) and I have tried to hide it. Well alas, despite my valient efforts to keep Finley from partaking in this cavity sucking, tooth decaying, ADHD envoking little stick, I lost the battle. She found it and she just.had.to.have.it. Ok...I gave in. Really after this week, I have little fight left in me. So I gave it to her with strict instructions:

"Finley, you sit at the table and suck on it. You do not get up, and YOU WILL NOT EAT THE WHOLE THING."

And then I went up to put Harper to bed. I was gone about 3 minutes. And when I came back downstairs I found a new use for a Lollipop....

A TOOTH CHIPPER!!!!!!!!

So..for all of you Moms who just can't wait to see your dentist....try a Lollipop. Not only does it give your kids buckets of sugar inducing cavaties, but it also chips teeth! I know that we Moms can get somewhat desperate for dialogue during the day with other individuals even if this does include your pediatrician or dentist...or maybe your dentist is cute...and you are in need of serious eye candy.....but I regress...use caution when using a lollipop.

ugh....off to the dentist we go....

ps-Just to verify so I am not in trouble tonight....the only eye candy (well any candy I need for that matter...) I need comes through my door at 5:30pm---I love you honey...!! :) :) HAHA!

New uses for ordinary things...

Do you read Real Simple magazine? I love the section in it that's entitled something along the lines of "new uses for ordinary things". So I thought I would start my own list and post about it everytime I came up with a new idea for an ordinary thing. Now for some of you, this idea may not be new to you at all...but for me, and how seemingly "slow" I can be sometimes, I pat myself on the back for it's new use and somewhat "creative" idea I had to come up with in order to survive...

So for today's new uses for ordinary things, I will have to back track a little ways on how I had to use this ordinary thing in order to survive. It all started yesterday while I was "attempting" on getting a shower and getting ready for the day. (umhum...nevermind that it was 2pm...) I had a little baby who insisted on not napping. So she has to obviously be in the same room as me..and since it was already 2pm (shhh..don't tell my hubby!), I was going to get a shower! I put on a Baby Einstein DVD for little Harps and went about my duty. When I got out..much to my dismay, it appeared we had a little intruder...

Oh no..I didn't see anyone come in while I was getting ready....!! And then I saw the intruder...caught cold handed.... smelling....soap!


"What are you looking at Mom? I just needed to clean my ears!"


"Mommy...aren't you proud of me...look what I found!"

Hmm...what a mess! This little stinker is getting into everything now!





So today, I had to come up with a different strategy. Hence..my new use for an ordinary thing...ready.....drumroll please....

That's right! The bathtub easily converts into a play pen! HA! This kept her entertained for a loooooong time....well..until she figured out how to turn on the water!

hmm..I wonder how long I can get this to work?