"If you would not be forgotten as soon as you are dead, either write things worth reading or do things worth writing." Benjamin Franklin
2.29.2008
When I grow up...
Not too long ago my dad asked me what I would do if I was Queen for a day. Apparently this is an idea he mulls over quite a bit because he had a whole laundry list of things--including doing away with the paper one dollar bill and the penny. He is a banker by trade and as long as I can remember has been talking about how the penny costs more to produce than it's worth...he is also a lover of the 1 dollar coin. Something the grand kids have picked up on and love to be the recipients of!
Anyway, at the time I couldn't--and still can't--think of what I would do if I was Queen for a day, I am working on it though...you never know when the opportunity may present itself.
Something I do think about frequently are occupations. If you could magically have the skills needed...and bypass all the politics and working your way up the chain...and be able to quit after an hour if you didn't like it without any consequences...what jobs would you like to try?
Yesterday, as I sat in construction traffic for 15 minutes, I found myself--once again--lost in this thought. So here is my list. To my fellow bloggers...I'd love to hear yours...
1. (New from yesterday) A construction worker. Not just any construction worker, but the guy who uses the cool excavator or other earth moving machinery. (don't worry, I had to google construction equipment to find out the names for my new passion.) I actually really enjoyed watching him move the dirt and fill up the truck that pulled up to haul it off. Maybe someday...
2. Postal delivery. For years I have thought that I would probably enjoy delivering mail. Being in your own little jeep all day neatly tucking away letters into people's mailboxes!! Sounds fun to me!
3. A school librarian.
4. A secretary. Ever since I was a young lass I've dreamed of being a secretary...and not in the way that I am Jared's (and Rachel, Jonah, Luke & Seth's) secretary now. When I was little sometimes we'd get to go into my dad's office on a Saturday with him when no one was there! Just think...the main office of Zions Bank all to yourself. He'd let us sit at his secretaries desk and play with the phone. I was in heaven!
5. A cake decorator. Another childhood dream. When I was little my mom would let me stay at the bakery and watch the ladies decorate the cakes while she did the grocery shopping. I'd at least like to learn how to make a rose...
6. A lawyer or a judge...or a professional juror. When I was in college you could get extra credit in my American Heritage class by observing court. I loved it! I really didn't need all that much extra credit, but enjoyed watching people try to worm their way out of whatever they had done!!
7. An anthropologist.
8. An Old Testament Scholar.
9. An elementary school P.E. teacher. Specifically at the kids school in Texas...those ladies had way too much fun!
10. A High School History teacher. This is actually what I was planning on doing with myself until we started our little family. Maybe someday...
11. A Olympian of some sort...swimming, tennis, gymnastics. Any of those would be fine.
12. A farmer. Again with the machinery. I find myself envious of the farmers as they are driving the tractors in the field...making those nice straight lines. I'd also settle for the job of mowing a football field or any other field for that matter...I'd need a riding mower of course.
13. A National Geographic Photographer.
14. I'd like to sing and dance in a broadway musical...I'm not sure which part I want yet.
15. I'd love to be a cashier. I love cash registers. I always use the self check out when available.
16. I think I might like to take a try at being a truck driver...having my own cab to sleep in. Traveling across the country...
17. I'd love to be the person that picks out the props for t.v. shows or movies. When Jared worked at Disney I always loved going into the prop warehouse on the studio lot. It had rows and rows of telephones, alarm clocks, microwaves...whatever...and then there'd be little papers attached to them that said things like...Alias--episode 26--October 19. So exciting.
18. And lastly for now...a cowboy. Doesn't it sound fun to ride on a horse and herd cattle? Must've got that one from my dad..it's in our blood!
But for now...I'm enjoying my occupation as mom. The "bestest mom in our family" as Seth tells me!
Anyway, at the time I couldn't--and still can't--think of what I would do if I was Queen for a day, I am working on it though...you never know when the opportunity may present itself.
Something I do think about frequently are occupations. If you could magically have the skills needed...and bypass all the politics and working your way up the chain...and be able to quit after an hour if you didn't like it without any consequences...what jobs would you like to try?
Yesterday, as I sat in construction traffic for 15 minutes, I found myself--once again--lost in this thought. So here is my list. To my fellow bloggers...I'd love to hear yours...
1. (New from yesterday) A construction worker. Not just any construction worker, but the guy who uses the cool excavator or other earth moving machinery. (don't worry, I had to google construction equipment to find out the names for my new passion.) I actually really enjoyed watching him move the dirt and fill up the truck that pulled up to haul it off. Maybe someday...
2. Postal delivery. For years I have thought that I would probably enjoy delivering mail. Being in your own little jeep all day neatly tucking away letters into people's mailboxes!! Sounds fun to me!
3. A school librarian.
4. A secretary. Ever since I was a young lass I've dreamed of being a secretary...and not in the way that I am Jared's (and Rachel, Jonah, Luke & Seth's) secretary now. When I was little sometimes we'd get to go into my dad's office on a Saturday with him when no one was there! Just think...the main office of Zions Bank all to yourself. He'd let us sit at his secretaries desk and play with the phone. I was in heaven!
5. A cake decorator. Another childhood dream. When I was little my mom would let me stay at the bakery and watch the ladies decorate the cakes while she did the grocery shopping. I'd at least like to learn how to make a rose...
6. A lawyer or a judge...or a professional juror. When I was in college you could get extra credit in my American Heritage class by observing court. I loved it! I really didn't need all that much extra credit, but enjoyed watching people try to worm their way out of whatever they had done!!
7. An anthropologist.
8. An Old Testament Scholar.
9. An elementary school P.E. teacher. Specifically at the kids school in Texas...those ladies had way too much fun!
10. A High School History teacher. This is actually what I was planning on doing with myself until we started our little family. Maybe someday...
11. A Olympian of some sort...swimming, tennis, gymnastics. Any of those would be fine.
12. A farmer. Again with the machinery. I find myself envious of the farmers as they are driving the tractors in the field...making those nice straight lines. I'd also settle for the job of mowing a football field or any other field for that matter...I'd need a riding mower of course.
13. A National Geographic Photographer.
14. I'd like to sing and dance in a broadway musical...I'm not sure which part I want yet.
15. I'd love to be a cashier. I love cash registers. I always use the self check out when available.
16. I think I might like to take a try at being a truck driver...having my own cab to sleep in. Traveling across the country...
17. I'd love to be the person that picks out the props for t.v. shows or movies. When Jared worked at Disney I always loved going into the prop warehouse on the studio lot. It had rows and rows of telephones, alarm clocks, microwaves...whatever...and then there'd be little papers attached to them that said things like...Alias--episode 26--October 19. So exciting.
18. And lastly for now...a cowboy. Doesn't it sound fun to ride on a horse and herd cattle? Must've got that one from my dad..it's in our blood!
But for now...I'm enjoying my occupation as mom. The "bestest mom in our family" as Seth tells me!
2.27.2008
Rejected
Apparently the Red Cross only likes people with Iron in their blood. I was turned away--told "it was for my own safety"...sure.
The lady gave me a list of iron rich foods I could try eating in the next 12 hours and then I could come back the next day, and while a bag of spinach for breakfast, lunch and dinner may not be a bad idea for myself...I told her I'd just try again next time.
No one is feeling well over here at the Casa de Hansen. Well, with the exception of Seth--although at night when it is time for him to go to bed he puts on his fake sad face and tries to mask a smile while he says "I'm not feeling good". It is generally followed with, "can I play da Wii?" or a request for the Cha Cha slide to dance to. Jared definitely has it the worst. I'm just trying to keep my distance so I don't get what he has. I've got enough problems being anemic and all...
Rachel has to present her research paper on Abigail Adams to a panel of teachers tomorrow. I am a bit nervous as she has done it all on her own. She seems to have done a good job on the paper, but her presentation right now is timed at 1 minute 47 seconds and is supposed to be 2-5 minutes. She did pick out a fabulous outfit and hairstyle last night, though. Yes, she is almost 11!
Well, I guess I'll go remove some of the people from my bed...Jared can stay, but the other 2 who are sprawled out and the reason for me posting at 3 a.m. need to be returned to their proper spots...at least until they come back at 5 a.m....
The lady gave me a list of iron rich foods I could try eating in the next 12 hours and then I could come back the next day, and while a bag of spinach for breakfast, lunch and dinner may not be a bad idea for myself...I told her I'd just try again next time.
No one is feeling well over here at the Casa de Hansen. Well, with the exception of Seth--although at night when it is time for him to go to bed he puts on his fake sad face and tries to mask a smile while he says "I'm not feeling good". It is generally followed with, "can I play da Wii?" or a request for the Cha Cha slide to dance to. Jared definitely has it the worst. I'm just trying to keep my distance so I don't get what he has. I've got enough problems being anemic and all...
Rachel has to present her research paper on Abigail Adams to a panel of teachers tomorrow. I am a bit nervous as she has done it all on her own. She seems to have done a good job on the paper, but her presentation right now is timed at 1 minute 47 seconds and is supposed to be 2-5 minutes. She did pick out a fabulous outfit and hairstyle last night, though. Yes, she is almost 11!
Well, I guess I'll go remove some of the people from my bed...Jared can stay, but the other 2 who are sprawled out and the reason for me posting at 3 a.m. need to be returned to their proper spots...at least until they come back at 5 a.m....
2.25.2008
Random Thoughts...
I would be a terrible garbage man.
After observing mine and the ease at which they pass over large items blown to the street only to sit until a good citizen, like myself, takes the initiative to pick it up...I would be fired after my first day I'm sure. I can picture myself chasing after each little scrap that blown in the wind, stomping it down with my foot to secure it from going any farther...and then having to quench the urge to personally squirt out each person's garbage can with the water hose...it would be too much of a temptation. So it's a good thing I chose "homemaker" as my profession...although some days I feel like maybe it is just a fancy name for the former...
If I didn't give birth to her myself I'd think I had the wrong child.
At 5:53 a.m. Jared and I were woken to the sound of Seth saying, "I'm on the carpet, Mommy." I waited patiently as my sick husband got up to see what was going on. Seth was on the stairs, clearly disoriented. At the sight of Jared he rand to his bed and demanded his blanket--most likely "in a square". He doesn't take kindly to mis-shapen blankies. (No question he IS my child.)
At precisely 6:05 a.m. I hear Rachel's alarm go off. Why in the sam hill would ANYONE choose to get themselves up 3 hours before they had to be anywhere?? I, myself, choose to get up no earlier than 45-60 minutes before ANY engagement. In fact--when scheduling my own wedding ceremony I chose a 10:20ish time slot at the temple so as to avoid having to get up too early on the big day.
After the alarm I hear the clanging of dishes downstairs (with her new pump she is able to fix her own breakfast now!! She counts the carbs and enters the number into the pump with her blood sugar and it does all the calculations. It is WONDERFUL!). All the while I'm in bed thinking, "Who is this girl?" In High School when I was on the drill team and had to be to school early--we were fortunate enough to live across the street from the school. I would get up approximately 20-30 minutes before practice, shower...put on my practice clothes and head oer to the school with my hair still wet. I was blessed with the gift of straight hair which by the end of practice would be perfectly curled under in a bob.
So I couldn't fall back to sleep after Rachel was up...knowing full well I had another 2 hours of good sleepin' time until I NEEDED to get the boys up. So I decided to come down and use my computer--which at 6:30 is apparently free.
Rachel came in and said..."You know what's weird? It's usually daddy I find down here on the computer--but he's still up in bed this time. What's going on?" Can't fool that girl.
Well Monday is here...I'm feeling motivated for the moment. I have to give blood today...I know I'm a giver. I think I'll go take a nap until the boys get up...
After observing mine and the ease at which they pass over large items blown to the street only to sit until a good citizen, like myself, takes the initiative to pick it up...I would be fired after my first day I'm sure. I can picture myself chasing after each little scrap that blown in the wind, stomping it down with my foot to secure it from going any farther...and then having to quench the urge to personally squirt out each person's garbage can with the water hose...it would be too much of a temptation. So it's a good thing I chose "homemaker" as my profession...although some days I feel like maybe it is just a fancy name for the former...
If I didn't give birth to her myself I'd think I had the wrong child.
At 5:53 a.m. Jared and I were woken to the sound of Seth saying, "I'm on the carpet, Mommy." I waited patiently as my sick husband got up to see what was going on. Seth was on the stairs, clearly disoriented. At the sight of Jared he rand to his bed and demanded his blanket--most likely "in a square". He doesn't take kindly to mis-shapen blankies. (No question he IS my child.)
At precisely 6:05 a.m. I hear Rachel's alarm go off. Why in the sam hill would ANYONE choose to get themselves up 3 hours before they had to be anywhere?? I, myself, choose to get up no earlier than 45-60 minutes before ANY engagement. In fact--when scheduling my own wedding ceremony I chose a 10:20ish time slot at the temple so as to avoid having to get up too early on the big day.
After the alarm I hear the clanging of dishes downstairs (with her new pump she is able to fix her own breakfast now!! She counts the carbs and enters the number into the pump with her blood sugar and it does all the calculations. It is WONDERFUL!). All the while I'm in bed thinking, "Who is this girl?" In High School when I was on the drill team and had to be to school early--we were fortunate enough to live across the street from the school. I would get up approximately 20-30 minutes before practice, shower...put on my practice clothes and head oer to the school with my hair still wet. I was blessed with the gift of straight hair which by the end of practice would be perfectly curled under in a bob.
So I couldn't fall back to sleep after Rachel was up...knowing full well I had another 2 hours of good sleepin' time until I NEEDED to get the boys up. So I decided to come down and use my computer--which at 6:30 is apparently free.
Rachel came in and said..."You know what's weird? It's usually daddy I find down here on the computer--but he's still up in bed this time. What's going on?" Can't fool that girl.
Well Monday is here...I'm feeling motivated for the moment. I have to give blood today...I know I'm a giver. I think I'll go take a nap until the boys get up...
2.21.2008
Poster...Check!
It is official...the next 15 weeks of our lives are booked. Season 7 of American Idol has started and we are READY!
As usual we are a little behind. Last night we watched the top 12 guys and made our picks...tonight we'll catch up on the girls and then see who got voted off...assuming all the homework gets done. Sadly, nothing motivates me more to get my kids movin than some good tv watchin as a reward--that would be a reward for me not so much the kids.
Seth went ahead and picked his girls today. He couldn't wait. He also had a hard time this season distinguishing between the boys and the girls. Too many long haired men this year.
We've decided to open up our poster to any who are interrested. My friend Molly was over today and she made her picks...we allow 3 guy and 3 girl choices. Jared insisted on putting numbers next to his picks (1,2 & 3)...he has been informed, though, that this has no benefits or bearing on who the final winner is. My rules. And since I win every year anyway...I'll let him put whatever he wants on the poster.
As you can see the family favorite guy is David Archuletta...he is a cutie. Does anyone from BHS know if he is related to Michelle Archuletta?? Just wondering...
So send in your votes. There are no prizes, just the pride of participating in a little crazy fun!
2.15.2008
Bogus
The kids didn't have school today...we didn't have much planned until Rachel's friend Shydon's mom called...they had passes for sledding at Bogus Basin and most of their family was sick, so we went for them! Jared came home and watched Seth and I took the boys and Rachel and Shydon. It was a BLAST!
The weather was perfect...and the venue even better...my kind of sledding. They have a rope tow that pulls you back up the mountain so you don't have to deal with whining kids! I highly recommend it! And...the kids quickly learned that if you go down in a pack with mom you go A LOT faster and farther down the mountain. Physics... ;)
2.14.2008
An Explosion of Love...
Seth's Valentine to his teacher Mrs. Dockweiler
Everyone around here has Valentine's fever! It is great. I wish it would last all year long. Seth keeps telling me I'm his "favorite Mommy". I asked him who his second favorite mommy was...he said "Rachel". Then we asked who his third favorite Mommy was and he said, "Miss Jen." What an honor for all!
The kids all did their Valentines last night. It was nice to have Rachel to help Luke with his. We've decided that she is pretty handy to have around! The other day it was BEAUTIFUL outside when the kids came home from school, so Rachel took all the boys to the little park that is across the street from us. I wept tears of joy as I realized we have FINALLY entered the stage of life where we may have some freedom!! I watched them from the office with my binoculars just to make sure everyone was behaving. They seem to be better behaved for her than me...what does that tell ya? The best part is she loves it--well for now!
Luke started his Kepra yesterday. It seems to be a miracle drug because this morning he said, "My Kepra helped me to not go over to Rachel at recess yesterday!" We have been having a problem with him going over to tag along with his sister at recess...EVERYDAY...SEVERAL TIMES! I think he likes all the attention from her friends because they always tell him how cute he is. It drives Rachel crazy. She'd like a little space. We'll see if the Kepra does the trick!
Happy Valentines Day to all! I am happy to say I am not helping with one party today--I made my contributions with plates, napkins and whipcream!
2.12.2008
Taking a poll...
I need to get down to the bottome of this very important question. Is it "kitty corner" or "katty corner"??
Feel free to respond below or at the poll to the right.
Feel free to respond below or at the poll to the right.
Purging...
at many levels...
It's 3:42 a.m. and I've come to the conclusion that it was around July of 1996 that I got my last full nights sleep. (About April of 1997 for Jared...) I've just spent the last 45 minutes tearing 3 tags out of Seth's pajama's, taking care of potty breaks, rubbing his back, taking him downstairs to get juice and removing his feet from under me (several times) where he tries to get them warm. HE is now fast asleep sprawled across my side of the bed. After laying there for another 25 minutes thinking of what I would send to school with Luke to count for the 1ooth day...I'm thinking paper clips...I decided to come use my computer while it wasn't occupied.
So did anyone else watch the Oprah a few days ago when they cleaned out that families house?? I love those shows. It makes me feel so much better about myself...
While we do not have a serious clutter problem...I am often reminded of how much junk we do have. After watching the show I decided it was time for a big purge around here! When I get in the mood I know I need to take advantage of it. On Saturday I went through my closet and dressor and filled 2 bags! Boy it feels nice. Now I'm just feeling bad that I hauled all that stuff up here anyway!
When I get in my purging mode I find myself reflecting on my Mormon Pioneer Ancestry. My ancestors first left all they had behind in England to come to the United States...they settled in Nauvoo, Illinois only to have to pack up very few belongings several times to ultimately head West to Utah. I use this as my measuring stick...I look at things and think "would I be able to take this with me?" And then.."Would I even miss it?" If the answer is no to both (along with "can I remember the last time I used this...?") then it is time to part ways.
On to other things...Luke had a Neurology appointment yesterday. It went well. We are changing his medication yet again...hoping for fewer side effects and a better quality of life for Luke--along with no seizures. This is the final medication that is used for this type of epilepsy--which is the rarest form of epilepsy. The doctor told me that if this one doesn't work then Luke will be deemed in the "rare" group of "resistant to medication". From the sound of it the doctor had not seen this before with this type of epilepsy. But as life goes here we tend to get all the weird stuff, so not a big surprise. I am certain that we will find something to work for Luke...something that will let him enjoy being a 6 year old boy and not feel yucky all the time.
Well, I think I'll try to sneak into bed with Rachel...she has our old queen bed, so there's plenty of space. And a reminder to all of you...that queen bed doubles as the guest bed if we ever get any guests! Don't worry, Rachel has a twin bed to sleep on in the spare room!! I will be taking reservations at any time...
It's 3:42 a.m. and I've come to the conclusion that it was around July of 1996 that I got my last full nights sleep. (About April of 1997 for Jared...) I've just spent the last 45 minutes tearing 3 tags out of Seth's pajama's, taking care of potty breaks, rubbing his back, taking him downstairs to get juice and removing his feet from under me (several times) where he tries to get them warm. HE is now fast asleep sprawled across my side of the bed. After laying there for another 25 minutes thinking of what I would send to school with Luke to count for the 1ooth day...I'm thinking paper clips...I decided to come use my computer while it wasn't occupied.
So did anyone else watch the Oprah a few days ago when they cleaned out that families house?? I love those shows. It makes me feel so much better about myself...
While we do not have a serious clutter problem...I am often reminded of how much junk we do have. After watching the show I decided it was time for a big purge around here! When I get in the mood I know I need to take advantage of it. On Saturday I went through my closet and dressor and filled 2 bags! Boy it feels nice. Now I'm just feeling bad that I hauled all that stuff up here anyway!
When I get in my purging mode I find myself reflecting on my Mormon Pioneer Ancestry. My ancestors first left all they had behind in England to come to the United States...they settled in Nauvoo, Illinois only to have to pack up very few belongings several times to ultimately head West to Utah. I use this as my measuring stick...I look at things and think "would I be able to take this with me?" And then.."Would I even miss it?" If the answer is no to both (along with "can I remember the last time I used this...?") then it is time to part ways.
On to other things...Luke had a Neurology appointment yesterday. It went well. We are changing his medication yet again...hoping for fewer side effects and a better quality of life for Luke--along with no seizures. This is the final medication that is used for this type of epilepsy--which is the rarest form of epilepsy. The doctor told me that if this one doesn't work then Luke will be deemed in the "rare" group of "resistant to medication". From the sound of it the doctor had not seen this before with this type of epilepsy. But as life goes here we tend to get all the weird stuff, so not a big surprise. I am certain that we will find something to work for Luke...something that will let him enjoy being a 6 year old boy and not feel yucky all the time.
Well, I think I'll try to sneak into bed with Rachel...she has our old queen bed, so there's plenty of space. And a reminder to all of you...that queen bed doubles as the guest bed if we ever get any guests! Don't worry, Rachel has a twin bed to sleep on in the spare room!! I will be taking reservations at any time...
2.09.2008
Tough as nails...
More blood work for Luke yesterday. I think he looks at it as a test of his manhood. He is quite a pro at it now. We have a system where he sits on my lap and holds my hand to squeeze when they stick the needle in. When I get blood drawn I have to look away for the poke...not Luke! He stares it straight in the face. I think it helped watching Ryan get blood drawn so many times!
Speaking of Ryan...we are reminded each day what a miracle life is. Enjoy it! Please keep the Edgington family in your prayers. I do not know them personally, but have watched a bit from afar as they too fought Neuroblastoma. Sweet little Carlie passed away last Saturday.
There is another family that I have watched for the past year or so...the Thomas Family.
Jill told me of their family back in August of 2006 when Christie was very sick. I found myself everyday checking in to see how she was doing. I would say I became a bit consumed with the whole thing. Christie was exactly 1 month and 1 day younger than Rachel. As I perused her blog with many pictures I came upon many, many pictures that were IDENTICAL to ones we had taken of Rachel. We both obviously frequented "The Picture People" and had at least a dozen or so pictures with the same props at the same age! It was a bit eerie.
Christie passed away in September of 2006 from Neuroblastoma. I remember feeling so grateful for Rachel and her health...and then feeling guilty that another family had to loose their little girl. Anyway, I still check in now and then to see how Christie's parents and little sister are doing.
So for today...from our prophet Gordon B. Hinckley...
BE GRATEFUL, Be Smart, Be Clean, Be True, Be Humble and Be Prayerful!
Speaking of Ryan...we are reminded each day what a miracle life is. Enjoy it! Please keep the Edgington family in your prayers. I do not know them personally, but have watched a bit from afar as they too fought Neuroblastoma. Sweet little Carlie passed away last Saturday.
There is another family that I have watched for the past year or so...the Thomas Family.
Jill told me of their family back in August of 2006 when Christie was very sick. I found myself everyday checking in to see how she was doing. I would say I became a bit consumed with the whole thing. Christie was exactly 1 month and 1 day younger than Rachel. As I perused her blog with many pictures I came upon many, many pictures that were IDENTICAL to ones we had taken of Rachel. We both obviously frequented "The Picture People" and had at least a dozen or so pictures with the same props at the same age! It was a bit eerie.
Christie passed away in September of 2006 from Neuroblastoma. I remember feeling so grateful for Rachel and her health...and then feeling guilty that another family had to loose their little girl. Anyway, I still check in now and then to see how Christie's parents and little sister are doing.
So for today...from our prophet Gordon B. Hinckley...
BE GRATEFUL, Be Smart, Be Clean, Be True, Be Humble and Be Prayerful!
2.06.2008
My babies are growing up!
I'm finally realizing that all those people who said, "They grow up so quickly" were right. I will still say though that when you are in the middle of lots of little ones it feels like an eternity!!
Rachel came home on Monday with her Middle School registration materials! Yikes! I can hardly believe it. I am excited for her.
Today Jonah was the first of our kids to get braces...I know you can't really tell from the pictures, but he has a slight cross bite. ;)
Next week he'll get a perminant retainer on the bottom. We were told that treatment should be 6-8 months...and the doctor thought that this may make his teeth straight enough that he won't need braces for cosmetic reasons down the road.
I think he was a little nervous to show his friends at school. It was so cute, though, to hear him say when he got home: "Rachel said she's not going to be able to call me brace face because I look so good in my braces!" What a sweet sister!
2.04.2008
Is OCD contageous or genetic?
Because I think Seth has caught mine...
EVERY DAY when we drive home he says, "Mom the white part doesn't match the brown part!" Nothing like having your 3 year old rub your little "incident" in your face.
I am actually a bit concerned that the child may have some "issues" like me. On occasion when we have to change pajama pants in the night he FREAKS OUT if the new pants don't match his top. He will scream, "They don't match" until we concede and change his top too. What 3 year old boy cares if his pj's match at 3:00 a.m.?
He also refuses to eat until the spot where he is eating has been properly wiped down. I think we need to spend some time on the ranch this summer to rough and tough him up!
Rachel and Jared made it back safely. They had a fun trip. I think Rachel was happy to see her mom, but oh so sad to leave her Texas home! I hope it won't be too long until we get to head down again!
2.01.2008
Ready to burst!!
I have been DYING to post...but had to wait just in case!!
We surprised Rachel on Wednesday...Jared needed to go to Houston and so we got her a ticket too! It was so fun. The kids had a snow day on Wednesday, so we all took Jared to the airport. When we got there this was the exchange...
Jared: Now what was I supposed to get Sophie for her birthday? (Sophie's birthday was Sunday)
Rachel: A Best Friends charm from James Avery...
Jared: I'm not sure which one...why don't you just come and pick it out!
Rachel screamed, but wasn't quite sure if he was serious--he rarely is, so it is hard to tell sometimes.
Rachel: But I don't have any clothes...
Becky: Don't worry I packed everything for ya!
This is when the total breakdown started. She cried and cried. She was overwhelmed to say the least!!
So they got to Houston late Wedneseday night. The Smith's were so kind to host! Hannah didn't know that Rachel was coming, so Thursday morning Rachel knocked on Hannah's bedroom door and gave Hannah quite a surprise! They've had a great time together!
Today Jared took Rachel over to the elementary to see her teachers and then over to see our favorite school nurse Barbara! Jared took Rachel over to our house which was the hardest part of it all for her. She cried and cried. She's homesick for Texas...
After going to the house Jared dropped her off at the Pearson's. Sophie was just about to come home from school, so Carrie had Rachel get into a box. When Sophie got home Carrie told her she had a birthday present that was just delivered today! Sophie opened the box and there was Rachel! Sophie cried. I wish I could've been there to see it. She will sleep over at the Pearson's tongiht and Saturday...she gets to go see Sophie in action at her soccer games tomorrow. Jared is going to get her briefly to go watch the funeral of President Hinckley--our dear prophet who passed away on Sunday night--and to go visit the Beckham's our neighbors in the cul
de sac.
On Sunday they will go to church to see our Tomball Ward family and then head back...I think it is probably good that I didn't go because I think I wouldn't have wanted to come back.
Thanks to Carrie--I pirated the pictures off her blog--and for being willing to take a shift on taking care of "Rachel with diabetes"--which Sarah's girls affectionately refer to her as!! ;)
We surprised Rachel on Wednesday...Jared needed to go to Houston and so we got her a ticket too! It was so fun. The kids had a snow day on Wednesday, so we all took Jared to the airport. When we got there this was the exchange...
Jared: Now what was I supposed to get Sophie for her birthday? (Sophie's birthday was Sunday)
Rachel: A Best Friends charm from James Avery...
Jared: I'm not sure which one...why don't you just come and pick it out!
Rachel screamed, but wasn't quite sure if he was serious--he rarely is, so it is hard to tell sometimes.
Rachel: But I don't have any clothes...
Becky: Don't worry I packed everything for ya!
This is when the total breakdown started. She cried and cried. She was overwhelmed to say the least!!
So they got to Houston late Wedneseday night. The Smith's were so kind to host! Hannah didn't know that Rachel was coming, so Thursday morning Rachel knocked on Hannah's bedroom door and gave Hannah quite a surprise! They've had a great time together!
Today Jared took Rachel over to the elementary to see her teachers and then over to see our favorite school nurse Barbara! Jared took Rachel over to our house which was the hardest part of it all for her. She cried and cried. She's homesick for Texas...
After going to the house Jared dropped her off at the Pearson's. Sophie was just about to come home from school, so Carrie had Rachel get into a box. When Sophie got home Carrie told her she had a birthday present that was just delivered today! Sophie opened the box and there was Rachel! Sophie cried. I wish I could've been there to see it. She will sleep over at the Pearson's tongiht and Saturday...she gets to go see Sophie in action at her soccer games tomorrow. Jared is going to get her briefly to go watch the funeral of President Hinckley--our dear prophet who passed away on Sunday night--and to go visit the Beckham's our neighbors in the cul
de sac.On Sunday they will go to church to see our Tomball Ward family and then head back...I think it is probably good that I didn't go because I think I wouldn't have wanted to come back.
Thanks to Carrie--I pirated the pictures off her blog--and for being willing to take a shift on taking care of "Rachel with diabetes"--which Sarah's girls affectionately refer to her as!! ;)
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