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Random photo from the past

This is an older photo of Allison, but it made me laugh enough to post it.

Nerf Battle of the Ads - REJECTED!

Yes, hard to believe that storytelling this awesome did not win the Nerf Ad competition.

Our talented little Sloane

The Hooligans

Updated photo of our kids... BOOM... Blog update.

Revenge of the Trolls

Yes, it's been awhile.  But mostly because we've spent the last year troll herding in the hopes that we can coral and contain the destruction and keep it to a a minimum.  Basically it got to the point where we stopped taking pictures of the messes, and clean up became a day to day routine.

You would think I would be proud that Sloane is showing an artistic interest.  Well FIND A NEW CANVAS!

Some of her handiwork with the markers. Probably not as extensive as Allison's Sharpie episode, but still a pain to clean up.  

The great protein powder predicament.   The stuff was everywhere.  

The worst part is that Sloane would open up a dvd case, dump a scoop in, and then close it.  
Weeks later we were still finding cases with a little protein powder surprise.

I wonder if she truly believed that by hiding the canister we wouldn't notice the mess.

Toilet bowl toys. 

Unwrapping a roll of tinfoil, (which I tried to roll back up) and a pile of mixed nuts.

Judging by the innocent look on her face, she has no clue who shredded the Dora book.

And if protein powder was not enough, we also had the hot chocolate incident.

Maybe Sloane felt she was being watched or something.

Two Little Trolls

Two little trolls named Allie and Sloane

Two little trolls who will not let alone.

Two little trolls, devious and mischievous

Breaking and dumping, and completely oblivious

Causing stress and messing messes quite grievous.

Two little trolls reeking havoc in halls, in kitchens, on rugs, on couches and chairs.

We clean up each mess as we pull out our hair.

So pray for us, we’re slow, we’re tired and our heads are a spinning

And lets hope it’s a phase end, and not a phase beginning.

Two little trolls, grab a quick bite to eat.

I am sure the huge mess, was never their intent,

We’re just glad they didn’t add a bit of two percent.

 Two little trolls playing with knives

Sharpened edges, risking their lives,

But the mischief survives

And the mischief still thrives

But these sorts of things usually happen in fives.

 Two little trolls, now onto the pasta

Oodles of noodles from egg to spaghetti, rigatoni, fettuccini and even macaroni

What ever should we do with troll Alley and troll Sloaney!

And lets not forget, the onions the garlic and popcorn,

Scattered with bites and peels all forlorn. 

Can’t a mom, just get a small break,

and have two little trolls that aren’t such a headache?

 Two little trolls, with a craving for bread,

The loaf gave quite a fight, but ended up dead

Destroyed and demolished, what to do next?

why face painting Sloane’s face, with green, blue and red.

What is a day for a troll without a few good books,

But of course not for reading, nor looking nor chattering.

But for spreading, and shredding, and skittering and scattering.

 And go ahead, load up your truck with our chocolate chips,

I know your addicted trolls, but now we have zero!

Zilch!

Zip!

Oh two little trolls, what did you do now?

This mess, well this mess is a real moon jumping cow.

Seriously!!  Cream of wheat all over the place!

We vaccum and vaccum, and dump case after case. 

We had to wash the entire couch and the chair.

Now don’t you give me that glare!

 And of course Christmas, it doesn’t come with its share

Of destruction and mayhem, we are quite aware,

But tipping over a tree was quite an assault,

But at this point baby, it’s your own darn fault.

Two little trolls, keeping are hands full to the brim

Sometimes you wonder, when will we ever win?

They are cute as a button, with personality that shines.

We guess we can take the mayhem, the messes and whines.

We will survive, we’ll move on, and we will make-do.

I just wonder

What comes next?

Ohhh, just a little baby doll voodoo.