Friday, December 26, 2008
As Christmas drew nearer, I asked him what he wanted Santa to bring him. He informed me that he didn't want Santa to come. He only wanted presents from me. So, guess what? Santa didn't come to our house. My son made sure I locked the door before we went to bed so he couldn't come in (lucky for me we don't have a fireplace; I would've had to board it up!). I filled the stockings and set out all the presents. But a few days after Christmas, the kid informed me that he is excited for Santa to come next year! What a silly kid.
Monday, December 15, 2008
Friday, December 12, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Monday, November 10, 2008
Saturday, October 25, 2008
4. I prefer natural child-birth to using an epidural. In my experience, the side-effects of an epidural are not worth the relief, and I think it's better both for the mother and the baby (mom has faster recovery time, baby is born alert and undrugged). But that's not to say I think women shouldn't use epidurals. If that's what suits your fancy, go for it. 5. I used to be able to leg-press a thousand pounds! The key words here are used to. I'm ashamed of how I've let my muscles turn to Jell-o. That was back when I lifted weights three times a week and ran the other three (I rested on Sundays). These days my idea of a workout is chasing my toddler up and down the aisles of the grocrery store. 6. There are a few things I'd like to do but never have: earn at least a purple belt in karate, graduate from beauty school, and become an awesome photographer. Is that random enough?
Copy and paste the cute graphic below, write your six random things, and then tag ten people!
Friday, October 24, 2008
. . . . how will legalized same-sex marriage affect you? Here are some things to consider (see http://www.whatisprop8.com/ for full details):
1. Children in public schools will have to be taught that same-sex marriage is just as good as traditional marriage. See http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WLHWBWSaW-4
2. Churches may be sued over their tax exempt status if they refuse to allow same-sex marriage ceremonies in their religious buildings open to the public.
3. Religious adoption agencies will be challenged by government agencies to give up their long-held right to place children only in homes with both a mother and a father.
4. Religions that sponsor private schools with married student housing may be required to provide housing for same-sex couples, even if counter to church doctrine, or risk lawsuits over tax exemptions and related benefits.
5. Ministers who preach against same-sex marriages may be sued for hate speech and risk government fines.
6. It will cost you money. This change in the definition of marriage will bring a cascade of lawsuits.
Please thoughtfully consider this issue, and remember these points (from http://www.protectmarriage.com/:
1. Proposition 8 is about preserving marriage; it’s not an attack on the gay lifestyle. Proposition 8 doesn’t take away any rights or benefits from gays or lesbians in domestic partnerships. Under California law, “domestic partners shall have the same rights, protections and benefits” as married spouses.
2. If Proposition 8 is defeated, the sanctity of marriage will be destroyed and its powerful influence on the betterment of society will be lost. The defeat of Prop. 8 would result in the very meaning of marriage being transformed into nothing more than a contractual relationship between adults. No longer will the interests of children and families even be a consideration. We will no longer celebrate marriage as a union of husband and wife, but rather a relationship between ‘Party A’ and ‘Party B.’ The marriage of a man and a woman has been at the heart of society since the beginning of time. It promotes the ideal opportunity for children to be raised by a mother and father in a family held together by the legal, communal and spiritual bonds of marriage. And while divorce and death too frequently disrupt the ideal, as a society we should put the best interests of children first, and that is traditional marriage. Voting No on Proposition 8 would destroy marriage as we know it and cause profound harm to society.
Here are the before and after photos:
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Sunday, October 12, 2008
The kids loved the straw pyramid. It was made of over 200 bales of straw and had tunnels all through it. I got scared a few times going through those dark, narrow tunnels because I am a bit of a claustrophobe, but I had to put on my game face to keep the kids from being scared. It really was a lot of fun.
Me and my boys sitting on the pyramid.
After playing in and on the straw pyramid, we braved the corn maze. After going in circles for about ten minutes, my three-year-old started begging to go back to the pyramid. My one-year-old was enjoying wandering through the corn, so we split up; I took our oldest back to the pyramid (via the entrance to the maze), while my husband and the little one continued to search for the exit. We met up later and decided to try our luck in the string maze. It was harder than it looked. I was totally lost, but my conscience kept me from jumping the strings and just getting out. Not that it would be morally wrong; I just like to stick to the rules (which drives my husband crazy when we're playing games*). He made it out first, and then coached me to help me get out.
After that we sat around the fire for a while, played on the pyramid a bit more, and then headed home. We all had straw all over! In our hair, our pockets, our shoes, and in our clothes. I was itching like crazy. I wanted to put the kids straight to bed because it was late, but the sensible part of me (okay, my husband [did I honestly just call him the sensible one? wow, that rarely happens]) said we should give them a bath first. So they took a bath and after not too much protesting (they were really tired) went to bed.
It was a fun family night. We've been to corn mazes before, but this was by far the most family oriented . I think we'll make a tradition of it!
*Take Monopoly, for example. He (like so many others) seems to think that when you pay money to the bank, you should put it in a pile in the middle and then when someone lands on Free Parking, they get to keep it all. You can't do that! It's not in the rules!!
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
It's great to be back home and to be living in a house rather than an apartment. I'm so excited to plant a garden in the spring! But for now we are enjoying fall. It is a beautiful time of year.
Friday, September 26, 2008
I found an article discussing scientific evidence that shows why we shouldn't hit our kids. Whether or not you beleive in using corporal punishment, check it out. It may just make you think twice the next time you raise your hand to your child (I know it's strengthened my resolve to not hit my kids, no matter what they do).
What do you think?
Friday, September 19, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Plums, actually. We found a cute little house that we love in a small town about 20 miles from where my husband got a job. It is a 1952 country cottage on more than a third of an acre. It has plum trees, a nice lawn, a huge area for a garden, and we love it!
We just got the inspection report back, and there are a few issues of concern. We will have to do some research before we decide for sure if we still want it. It all depends on how much it will cost to do some remedial work (maybe we could get the sellers to get it done).
In the meantime, I've been browsing paint colors. We are going to paint and carpet it before we move in. I'm thinking olive green and cream in the kitchen, light yellow in the nursery with Noah's Ark stick-ups, and sky blue in my three-year-old's room - complete with airplane and helicopter stick-ups, of course!
I look forward to owning our own home. Here is a photo:
Isn't it cute?!
Thursday, August 21, 2008
We are still looking for a place to live, and haven't really decided if we will buy, build, rent, bum, or a combination of the above options. We would really love to own our own home, but haven't yet found anything we love that is in our price range. Building would be nice because you can get more bang for your buck with sweat equity, but do we really want the stress of building a home? Renting is okay, but we really want a yard and the freedom to do whatever we want with our house (not to mention it's a good investment). Bumming off someone else is not actually on my list of options; I was just kidding about that.
I'm not a good decision-maker. I agonize over which shade of lipgloss to buy, for Pete's sake! How am I supposed to make a big decision like this? I have the feeling we're going to have a lot of ups and downs before we really get settled, so wish us luck.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
But his most common question is "Doing, Mama?" He asks me what I'm doing when I'm taking a shower, doing the dishes, folding the laundry, or fixing his lunch. It cracks me up. Surprisingly, I never tire of this questioning. He is just so cute! He has such a cute little voice and an innocent face; I can tell he's genuinely interested in my actions, and I love it when he calls me "Mama".
Sunday, August 3, 2008
We hadn't planned on being gone six hours, but my husband's sense of adventure took over and none of us were sorry about it. We ended driving up through the Palisades area, then over to Wyoming, and then made a loop back home.
Our first stop was at a rest area between Ririe and Swan Valley. There was a beautiful view of the Snake River below. The valley carved by the river was so lush and green! It was breathtaking. At that point I was ready to turn around and head back home for dinner. It was 6:30 and we hadn't had dinner yet. But we had a late lunch, and I had brought some snacks, so I gave in to my husband's pleading to continue on.
I had never been to the Palisades before. It was absolutely gorgeous! I had no idea we lived so close to such an amazing place. The scenery was beautiful, but what was even better was the smell. It smelled so fresh and clean, and the air was deliciously cool. We plan on taking a camping trip up there sometime.
We continued on and were just passing through Etna, Wyoming, when my three-year-old threw his coloring book out the window. Luckily, we were going slow since it was through a small town, so we turned around to pick it up. That's when we spotted a park. We decided to get out and let the kids run around for a while. It was a fun park with old-school equipment made mostly of steel and wood. My three year old love the "tator-tots" or, rather, teeter-totters. They were huge! At the highest point, he was sitting at least five feet in the air. It's too bad they don't make them like that anymore. The park had a little garden area with various trees and bushes all labeled with both their common and scientific names. We found a current bush and helped ourselves! It took me back to my childhood days when we ate currents in my grandma's backyard.
It was getting dark when we started back home. We drove near a swampy area, and almost hit a big crane (the bird, not the construction truck) in the middle of the road. About a half an hour later, we came close to some deer, and half and hour after that, we kept coming across cows in the middle of the road. At one point, we almost hit a big black one that seemed to pop up out of nowhere! The cows were scary. They were as big as our car, and their eyes glowed... kind of creepy.
We finally made it home at around eleven o'clock at night. The kids fell asleep only half an hour before. They did surprisingly well for such a long drive. I enjoyed the beauties of the earth, and I think my husband's need for adventure was met.
All in all, it was a good Sunday drive (though I wish I had taken the camera!).
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Friday, July 11, 2008
I did, however, find some great movies and I couldn't pass them up. They had Disney Classics in good condition for three dollars each! Even though they are on VHS, that's still a great deal. I ended up getting five: Dumbo, The Great Mouse Detective, The Rescuers, Robin Hood, and Lady and the Tramp. I also got Harry Potter and the Prinsoner of Azkaban for one dollar. I got six movies for sixteen bucks! We now have quite a large collection of Disney movies, though there are a few I would still like to get, including The Sword in the Stone and Sleeping Beauty.
You just can't go wrong with Disney Classics!
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
My cilantro was actually quite successful, but it didn't last long. It is now going to seed, which I guess I'd better harvest. Though I've never used coriander in cooking, I'm sure I can learn how. My tomatoes both died; one due to frost, and the other I think may have drowned. My parsley suffered the same fate as my carrots.
Here are some more photos of my pretty petunias!
Friday, June 13, 2008
Here's how it usually happens. We head to the park (there are about 10 participating parks in town, we choose the closest, which is only a mile away) at around 11:00 am. We play on the equipment, eagerly awaiting the arrival of "the lunch truck". We hear a honk on the horn and turn to see it coming around the corner. As it drives to the pavillion, throngs of children (most of them quite young, with parents in tow) gather and form a crooked line, eagerly awaiting thier lunches. My kids squirm and wiggle as I try to keep them in line (the kids themselves have to get thier lunches- you can't stand in line and get it for them while they play). We finally make it up to the front. My three year old proudly gets his brown paper bag and opens it up himself. I hold my one year old and his paper bag in one arm, using my free hand to grab the goods and drop them into each boy's bag. They each get one carton of milk (chocolate or white), one carton of juice (to my delight it's 100% fruit juice, not the corn syrup-filled Tampico I was served in school), one bag of chips (usually Sun Chips or Baked Cheetos), one side (applesauce, fruit leather, or pudding) and then the main dish (choice of a hot entree like chicken nuggets, corn dog, cheeseburger, or old reliable cold ham and turkey sandwhich). We thank the lunch workers and take our now bulging brown paper bags to find the perfect spot to eat. Sometimes we choose a table in the shade; today we chose a sunny spot on the grass to sit and have our picnic. Once the kids are done, I finish off thier left-overs (wouldn't want to waste food, would we?), and then we go play some more. If ever I'm really hungry (like I was yesterday), I shell out $3.00 and get a lunch for myself.
We've gone every day this week, and plan on making it a regular thing throughout the summer. It's perfect: free food, fresh air, exercise, and the best part, no dishes! Maybe this place isn't so bad after all . . .
Thursday, June 5, 2008
1. How long have you been together?
Almost 5 years (my memory of life before marriage is already fading... it's like it was a whole different world).
2. How long did you date?
Hmm... depends on who you ask. He would say we'd been dating for 4 months when he proposed, but it was actually only about 2 weeks (we have very different definitions of "dating"). I said no, and we dated for another 2 months before I said yes, and then we were engaged for about 3 months. So... I guess according to me we dated for almost 6 months, according to my husband 9 months.
3. Who said I love you first?
I'm pretty sure I did, but he claims he didn't hear me (I whispered it in his ear-guess I whispered too quiet).
4. Who sings better?
That's a toughy. He is better at making up lyrics and his own harmony, and he has a pretty good voice. I can sing parts by reading the music, and have a decent voice (as long as I'm not solo). I'd say it's about a tie.
5. Who is smarter?
Another toughy. He is definately smarter when it comes to anything mechanical and logical. But I am better at math, english, and putting the right clothes on the right kid (he's been putting size 3T shorts on our 16 month-old lately).
6. Who does the laundry?
Moslty me, but he's been doing a lot more since I started working part time
7. Who does the dishes?
Same answer, I've always done them, but he does them now too, since I started working.
8. Who pays the bills?
I do. Not my favorite job.
9. Who mows the lawn?
The landlord. But when we rented a house, he did it most of the time.
10. Who cooks dinner?
That would be me, except on very rare occasions.
11. Who drives when you're together?
Mostly him, but I do sometimes.
12. Who is more stubborn?
We are both very stubborn, and therefore butt heads a lot. But I am usually the first to say "I'm sorry" and I have to beg him to say it too.
13. Who kissed who first?
This one's kind of funny. He asked, "Can I kiss you?" Instead of responding verbally, I just leaned in and kissed him, but he didn't kiss me back. I guess he was too nervous. So I ended up kissing tightly closed, motionless lips. He'll never live that one down.
14. Who asked who out first?
He asked me. We went to see a double feature at the theater (Spider Man and Men in Black 2). We danced outside in the rain during the intermission.
15. Who proposed?
He did, but the better question would be how many times? Too many to count. Okay, in his defense, he only got down on one knee and actually said "Will you marry me?" once, to which I replied, "Can I think about that?" It was honestly the biggest shock of my life. I said no a few days later, and after that he just kept asking, "So, when are ya gonna marry me?" Obviously, I said yes after a while.
16. Who is more sensitive?
Me. Well, I show my feelings more anyway.
17. Who has more friends?
Friends? What are those? Just kidding. We each have a handful of good friends who we talk to about twice a year.
18. Who has more siblings?
He does, but only by one.
19. Who wears the pants in the family?
We both do, but his are bigger.
Monday, May 19, 2008
So, here's the deal. We are supposed to go to Unnamed Buffet once or twice a week. We pay for it, have a nice meal, and take mental notes. Then when we get home, we fill out a survey (only takes 10 minutes) and send it to our boss, along with the reciept, who then reimburses us for the bill. So basically we get to go out to eat twice a week for free! Which is great for us right now since there is no way we can afford to go out to eat. Ever. Right now we are barely making enough to pay the bills and put food on the table. Which is fine with me; it's the life we've chosen in order for Andy to follow his dreams as a pilot. He could go out and get a decent-paying job, like with the railroad (the reason I mention this is because we've seriously considered it) and I'm sure we'd have enough money to buy a house and live comfortably. But that would mean he would have to quit his job as a flight instructor, which means he wouldn't get any more flight hours, which means his flying career would pretty much be at a stand still. And it would be really hard to go back to being a poor flight instructor once he got into something else. So, suffice it to say, we are happy with selling our plasma to put food on the table (seriously... we both donate plasma twice a week, and that is our grocery money).
Anyway, this mystery shopping job is great because on nights when I am too burned out to cook, or the fridge is empty, we just head out to Unnamed Buffet, put it on the credit card, and we get reimbursed before we get the bill. How cool is that? Love it. So, though we will miss our neighbors, we are glad they chose us are their benefactors when they moved.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Building the flower beds
The finished product
When we lived with my sister-in-law, I helped her do some weeding in the spring, and also planted tulip bulbs last fall, which are now blooming.
Since we now live in an apartment, we have no yard for flower beds or a vegetable garden, so I improvised. I bought two planter boxes to put out on our balcony. I planted carrots, petunias, cilantro, and tomatoes. Sadly, the tomato plant froze, but I now have one inside, along with some parsley. Now that the weather has been warmer, I can really see my garden growing. The carrots sprouted last week, and the cilantro seems to get bigger every day. The petunias are growing, too. I can't wait to see them bloom!
Parsley sprouts and cherry tomato plant
When we have our own home and a piece of land, I hope to have a large vegetable and herb garden, and definately some flower beds. Fruit trees would be nice too. But for now, I'm grateful for my little container garden.
Monday, May 5, 2008
There is a lot to learn, but it's fun. I made cinnamon rolls, raspberry rolls, orange rolls, pizza rolls, calzones, breadsticks, mini-bread loaves, cookies, cinnamon twists, and pull-aparts. Yeah, that's a lot of baking. And it is all from scratch, with the exception of the cookies.
The time flew by. I work a 4-hour shift, and I was amazed at how quickly it went. I was hungry, though. When I got home at ten, I felt like it should be lunch-time (because I got up so early) Lucky for me, it was snack time (I was starving!), so I sat down and had a snack with my cute family.
I like my new job! It is fun, and the schedule allows me to still be with my kids during most of the day. It also makes my husband get up and take care of the kids while I'm at work, which I think is good for him.
Saturday, May 3, 2008
I try to catch him right when he needs to go and then run him into the bathroom, but he will usually just hold it until he finds a chance to sneak into a corner when I'm not looking and make his move (he won't poop in his pants with someone watching). Tonight, however, I kept a close watch on him because I knew he needed to go. I had taken him to the toilet several times, but again he had refused to do anything while sitting there.
Then when he was in the bathtub, he got this look of urgency on his face and said, "I need to go potty!" But as soon as I sat him on the potty, he started yelling, "NO! NO!" and tried to get back in the tub. I was determined not to let him poop in the bathtub, so I just held him (rather forcefully) on the toilet while he screamed and kicked and cried until finally, he relaxed and let it go. He was so proud of himself for pooping in the potty- which I find rather funny since he really had no choice in the matter.
I have to wonder if I did the right thing or not. I hate to force him to do it, but I don't want to be cleaning up his poopy underwear when he's 25, if you know what I mean.
If someone opened a potty-training boarding school, they'd make big bucks... but it's not gonna be me!