Sunday, February 24, 2008
FIVE!!!
So, most of you know I am pregnant with #5. We weren't going to tell anyone until we knew what it was, but this little turkey was a bit uncooperative. Now, finally at 26 weeks, we know that we are having ANOTHER little lady. We are so excited. She will come at the end of May . She wouldn't show her face so no funny, blurry pictures to post...Sorry.
Saturday, February 16, 2008
My friend Lainie tagged me...I did a different tag a while ago but this one is kinda fun too...Cyrus has also been tagged by Bishop Bailey. He may someday do that...we'll see...
A: The rules of the game are posted at the beginning.
B: Each player answers the questions about themselves.
C: At the end of the post, the player then tags 3 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog
10 years ago: I was dating the boy I thought was my dream...his name was Nathan. Obviously he wasn't my dream.
5 things on my to-do list today:
1. Laundry
2. Baby shower
3. Clean out drawers and closet in my bedroom
4. Babysit Smiths
5. Help girls clean under their beds (Cyrus did that one)
5 Snacks I enjoy:
1. Rolls
2. Berries of any variety
3. Potatoes of any variety (except fries and chips)
4. Sugar cookies with icing
5. Icing--alone or atop anything
What would I do if I were suddenly made a billionaire:
I would get a full time maid or maybe two (one could focus entirely on the laundry while the other took care of all the other messes...wait, maybe I need three).
Buy a house.
Buy Cyrus a big truck.
Buy my mom and dad a decent car.
Get a 6 quart Kitchenaid
5 Places I have lived….
1. San Rafael, CA
2. Bettendorf, IA
3. Detroit, MI
4. Shelley, Rigby and Rexburg, ID
5. Provo, UT
Jobs that I have ...
1. One summer I made telephone wire. I actually stared at a machine that made telephone wire. It was a thrill a minute. I worked with Ginny Boutin. She was about 50, had false teeth and puffy "Methodist hair" as my Aunt once called it. Ginny's mere existence reinforced every desire I had to receive a college education. She asked me once if the Mississippi was flooding my house in IDAHO!!!!!
2. I sorted potatoes on a harvester every fall for years
3. I worked at a potato factory
4. I re-bound and repaired books in the BYU library
5. I managed BYU-approved apartments
6. I taught Jr. High English as a mid-year replacement teacher (what a nightmare)
I have had many other horrid jobs. I could go on and on. Thankfully now, I get to be a mom and wife...even on its worst days, it is better than Jr High.
5 things people don't know about me:
1) I HATE to speak in public and despise conducting meetings at church. Planning things stresses me out.
2) I HATE mating socks
3) I come from a family of loons. I have relatives who love to dip bread in bacon grease and eat it. They actually discuss eating bacon grease and tomato sandwiches like they are the best things ever invented. My cousins and I used to pile on a crib mattress and ride down my Grandparents stairs at about a million miles an hour. We used to act out the TV show Hee Haw at family get-togethers and we used to have lawn tractor races in the yard. We made videos of ourselves--ugly toe contests, hairy leg contests, etc. etc. and then watch them and laugh until our sides hurt. Also, we played baseball outside (see we weren't entirely nuts).
4) I LOVE food (not bacon grease sandwiches, I promise) in a way that is slightly abnormal. I sometimes read cookbooks at night to go to sleep. I love the food network. I think beautiful food on beautiful dishes is one of this earth's greatest pleasures. I think cooking is the greatest thing in the world and would honestly do it all day every day, I just hate the clean-up that goes with it.
5) One of my favorite smells is potato dirt. I love riding behind a spud truck in Idaho and smelling the clean smell of freshly harvested potatoes. It reminds me of everything wonderful about my childhood. Also, every time I smell cow poop, it reminds me of my Uncle who always said when we complained of stinky cows, "smells good to me--smells like MONEY." I think maybe I am a hick.
I tag Candice Drew, Kara Blair and Bethany Nielson
A: The rules of the game are posted at the beginning.
B: Each player answers the questions about themselves.
C: At the end of the post, the player then tags 3 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog
10 years ago: I was dating the boy I thought was my dream...his name was Nathan. Obviously he wasn't my dream.
5 things on my to-do list today:
1. Laundry
2. Baby shower
3. Clean out drawers and closet in my bedroom
4. Babysit Smiths
5. Help girls clean under their beds (Cyrus did that one)
5 Snacks I enjoy:
1. Rolls
2. Berries of any variety
3. Potatoes of any variety (except fries and chips)
4. Sugar cookies with icing
5. Icing--alone or atop anything
What would I do if I were suddenly made a billionaire:
I would get a full time maid or maybe two (one could focus entirely on the laundry while the other took care of all the other messes...wait, maybe I need three).
Buy a house.
Buy Cyrus a big truck.
Buy my mom and dad a decent car.
Get a 6 quart Kitchenaid
5 Places I have lived….
1. San Rafael, CA
2. Bettendorf, IA
3. Detroit, MI
4. Shelley, Rigby and Rexburg, ID
5. Provo, UT
Jobs that I have ...
1. One summer I made telephone wire. I actually stared at a machine that made telephone wire. It was a thrill a minute. I worked with Ginny Boutin. She was about 50, had false teeth and puffy "Methodist hair" as my Aunt once called it. Ginny's mere existence reinforced every desire I had to receive a college education. She asked me once if the Mississippi was flooding my house in IDAHO!!!!!
2. I sorted potatoes on a harvester every fall for years
3. I worked at a potato factory
4. I re-bound and repaired books in the BYU library
5. I managed BYU-approved apartments
6. I taught Jr. High English as a mid-year replacement teacher (what a nightmare)
I have had many other horrid jobs. I could go on and on. Thankfully now, I get to be a mom and wife...even on its worst days, it is better than Jr High.
5 things people don't know about me:
1) I HATE to speak in public and despise conducting meetings at church. Planning things stresses me out.
2) I HATE mating socks
3) I come from a family of loons. I have relatives who love to dip bread in bacon grease and eat it. They actually discuss eating bacon grease and tomato sandwiches like they are the best things ever invented. My cousins and I used to pile on a crib mattress and ride down my Grandparents stairs at about a million miles an hour. We used to act out the TV show Hee Haw at family get-togethers and we used to have lawn tractor races in the yard. We made videos of ourselves--ugly toe contests, hairy leg contests, etc. etc. and then watch them and laugh until our sides hurt. Also, we played baseball outside (see we weren't entirely nuts).
4) I LOVE food (not bacon grease sandwiches, I promise) in a way that is slightly abnormal. I sometimes read cookbooks at night to go to sleep. I love the food network. I think beautiful food on beautiful dishes is one of this earth's greatest pleasures. I think cooking is the greatest thing in the world and would honestly do it all day every day, I just hate the clean-up that goes with it.
5) One of my favorite smells is potato dirt. I love riding behind a spud truck in Idaho and smelling the clean smell of freshly harvested potatoes. It reminds me of everything wonderful about my childhood. Also, every time I smell cow poop, it reminds me of my Uncle who always said when we complained of stinky cows, "smells good to me--smells like MONEY." I think maybe I am a hick.
I tag Candice Drew, Kara Blair and Bethany Nielson
Saturday, February 09, 2008
Sometimes
There are times when being a mom feels like a fruitless effort. Just a few examples:
Every day I pack lunches and make dinner. Every day someone hates something I did...the sandwich got too warm (or too cold), I put in the wrong chips, they are sick of water for a drink, they don't like anything anymore. Dinner is no better...someone always is sick of rice or potatoes or spaghetti or whatever else it may be. Milk is gross, some kids hate white cheese, some hate orange cheese. There is even one kid who hates everything.
Every day the girls are suppose to do personal scripture study before school. They read scripture stories or out of the Book of Mormon for 15 minutes. By the time I ask them to get out the scriptures 46 times and find everyone's place and get Sam to stop hitting and/or tickling everyone, I know I only get one chapter read. The girls are usually lucky if they get a couple of verses in. I don't know if anyone is learning anything.
Every night we do family scripture study and now we are working on learning the Articles of Faith. We have been reading the Book of Mormon daily since Cyrus and I got married. We are on 3 Nephi right now but it is only our third time through. Nearly ten years---three times. The Articles of Faith are fine, except that every time one child whines about wanting to read #12 (or #3 of whatever), then another complains that it is her turn. This goes on and on until Mom says, "We are just going to read the one you land on." Then everyone pouts and we get through it.
I have tried very hard not to limit my children in their use of imagination...this has backfired on me. There is almost always a fort built in some part of the house. I have 10,000 extremely special clay creations stacked in every nook known to man, the bathroom sink is forever full of things like pine-cones and glitter, glue and TP, paint, clay, rice, any thing you can imagine. Now Sam has joined the act. He has yet to see a wall he doesn't want to decorate with marker. Just this week I scrubbed all the walls (wearing out 2 magic erasers and a wash cloth) before getting in a nice warm bath. As soon as I turned off the water in the bathroom I heard the unmistakable scratch of marker on flat paint. I can't win. I don't know how but I think he has a secret stash of markers hidden where I can't see them.
My children seem to think you get dressed in the hallway, living room, and kitchen. You definitely can't get dressed in a bedroom and of course you must leave all of your things that you remove all over the floor of the room you have chosen for dressing. Carolyn prefers to shove her clothes in the corner or by the side of the couch, Hannah on the other hand likes to throw them all over the area. Katie, usually walks around and leaves a random item here or there. All in all, it makes for a heck of a mess.
The list could go on and on...do you see how a person could get discouraged?
Every day I pack lunches and make dinner. Every day someone hates something I did...the sandwich got too warm (or too cold), I put in the wrong chips, they are sick of water for a drink, they don't like anything anymore. Dinner is no better...someone always is sick of rice or potatoes or spaghetti or whatever else it may be. Milk is gross, some kids hate white cheese, some hate orange cheese. There is even one kid who hates everything.
Every day the girls are suppose to do personal scripture study before school. They read scripture stories or out of the Book of Mormon for 15 minutes. By the time I ask them to get out the scriptures 46 times and find everyone's place and get Sam to stop hitting and/or tickling everyone, I know I only get one chapter read. The girls are usually lucky if they get a couple of verses in. I don't know if anyone is learning anything.
Every night we do family scripture study and now we are working on learning the Articles of Faith. We have been reading the Book of Mormon daily since Cyrus and I got married. We are on 3 Nephi right now but it is only our third time through. Nearly ten years---three times. The Articles of Faith are fine, except that every time one child whines about wanting to read #12 (or #3 of whatever), then another complains that it is her turn. This goes on and on until Mom says, "We are just going to read the one you land on." Then everyone pouts and we get through it.
I have tried very hard not to limit my children in their use of imagination...this has backfired on me. There is almost always a fort built in some part of the house. I have 10,000 extremely special clay creations stacked in every nook known to man, the bathroom sink is forever full of things like pine-cones and glitter, glue and TP, paint, clay, rice, any thing you can imagine. Now Sam has joined the act. He has yet to see a wall he doesn't want to decorate with marker. Just this week I scrubbed all the walls (wearing out 2 magic erasers and a wash cloth) before getting in a nice warm bath. As soon as I turned off the water in the bathroom I heard the unmistakable scratch of marker on flat paint. I can't win. I don't know how but I think he has a secret stash of markers hidden where I can't see them.
My children seem to think you get dressed in the hallway, living room, and kitchen. You definitely can't get dressed in a bedroom and of course you must leave all of your things that you remove all over the floor of the room you have chosen for dressing. Carolyn prefers to shove her clothes in the corner or by the side of the couch, Hannah on the other hand likes to throw them all over the area. Katie, usually walks around and leaves a random item here or there. All in all, it makes for a heck of a mess.
The list could go on and on...do you see how a person could get discouraged?
Friday, February 08, 2008
Bad luck comes in threes
Lainie's mother-in-law says bad luck comes in threes. We are living in terror. First Katie broke her arm, now Sam cut his head on our bricks and had to get six stitches. Cyrus and I are freaking out, trying to make sure no one else gets hurt. It has been the worst. Sam was so mad about getting stitches. They put him in a papoose thing that he kicked his way out of...it was awful to watch him be so sad and scared. I wish they would have knocked him out. I hope it doesn't give him bad dreams.
The morning after his fall, when Sam woke up he said, "I got a owie" and pointed to his head." Then we walked out to the living room and he told me, "I bonka right there" 'and pointed at the bricks. It was so sad.
Then and now...
Look at how cute this baby boy is!!! He has grown up so fast...I can't believe what a baby he was last year!!! He eats a little more neatly now, however. Sometimes when I am pregnant, I get so stressed by how fast my kids are growing up...they are so fun at every stage but someday they will grow up and move away. That is just plain sad...........
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
Friday
Friday was a very exciting day for us...in the morning, Sam went out to scream at the garbage truck, and the driver was so happy to see him, he let him sit in the truck and took a picture of him. I love our garbage men (there are three and they are all great!!)
Then we all loaded up in the car (the girls sluffed school) and Cyrus took the girls to see Hannah Montana in 3-D. They had fun. Cyrus even had fun. That is one of the great things about that guy, he is always happy to make his kids happy...what a great dad!! I thought the 3-D glasses were funny....
Sam and I rode the escalators in the mall for 2 hours. I don't think that kid will ever get sick of escalators.
Then we all loaded up in the car (the girls sluffed school) and Cyrus took the girls to see Hannah Montana in 3-D. They had fun. Cyrus even had fun. That is one of the great things about that guy, he is always happy to make his kids happy...what a great dad!! I thought the 3-D glasses were funny....
Sam and I rode the escalators in the mall for 2 hours. I don't think that kid will ever get sick of escalators.
Saturday, February 02, 2008
High maintenance
Turns out I have very expensive taste. I love this oven--it comes in a variety of colors. It costs $9300. Cyrus better get a second job...just kidding!
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