Thursday, July 31, 2008

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Brown is My New Favorite Color

When you have girls, everything becomes about pink. There must be pink clothes, pink shoes, pink hair accessories (you know, when they finally get hair) and pink toys. We have roughly 2.17 million stuffed animals. Out of all of these, about 12 are realistic colors. Many are pink. Varying shades of pink. Pink. Pink. Pink!

Thumbelina's favorite bedtime buddy is CheerBear. CheerBear is (you guessed it) pink. So when she takes it out of her bed and I have to look for it at night before bed, it is a bit of a struggle. I can usually get it within the first 10 pink things. But that is only because I know exactly what shade of pink to look for and CheerBear's specific tummy symbol. Hubby would be looking forever.

Munchkin has a fever. I put her to bed with a temperature of 100 degrees. She woke an hour later just plain uncomfortable. Her temperature was a whole degree higher, and she wanted her favorite bedtime buddy.

I am so glad that her favorite stuffed animal is a brown monkey.

That I can always get on the first try.

Tuesday, July 29, 2008


I have two girls. They love each other. And sometimes, they even show it.

It's hard when you find a cute shirt and have to decide if you just get it for one of them, and if so-which one, or if you just buy two. In my defense, Jill was dressed first and Rory wanted to match--down to the single ponytail.

Monday, July 28, 2008

The End of an Era

We are a one car family. The van is no more. Well, it's still around just not in our family anymore.

Hubby wants to get a motorcycle. Again. If he sells one more, I am not letting him buy another one! He has to look around (probably for weeks) and find the perfect one. I can tell him right now...we can't afford the 'perfect' bike. But this information will come out in negotiations later.

I don't really go out much. As anyone with three kids can tell you, most of the time it is just not worth it. But I still feel stranded without a car. At least then, I had the option. You know, I was choosing to stay home. Now, I am limited to the park and...well, just the park. Sure I can have the car, but right now, that would mean I have to take Hubby to work with the kids at 5:30am, or make him ride the bus.

So I am resigned to being carless for a while. Besides, I can still go out at night. You know, if I really want to.

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Pictures Plus

Ouch! With a side of Ewwww! Munchkin smashed ET's foot with a stool.

One nurse, two doctors, a needle, scalpel, scissors, gauze, a soccer ball band-aid, much crying and two suckers later, no more blood blister.

Friday, July 25, 2008


Worrying comes naturally to me. For as long as I can remember, I have worried about everything. I know that most of it is irrational. But knowing that does not make it stop. I worry about things I said in conversation months ago. I worry that I offend people. I worry about organic vs non-organic (not that I am going to switch because I am not a millionaire). I worry about growth hormones in food. I worry about every sickness and bump and bruise that does not seem to be going away fast enough.

I come from a long line of worriers. And somehow, that gives me comfort. But, I seem to have passed this on to my son.

ET is 5 years old. Well, 5 and a half. He gets ready for things way in advance because he worries that we'll be late. And lately, he has decided that he doesn't want to get baptized when he turns 8.

Did I mention that he is 5 and a half?

He found out that when you get baptized, you go backwards down into the water. He did it once in the tub and got water up his nose. So, he doesn't want to get baptized because he doesn't want water up his nose. Mind you, he announced this at church in his I-cannot-be-quiet-to-save-my-life voice.

He is worrying about this 2.5 years in advance.

Luckily after explaining that you can plug your nose, and two weeks of him trying to get up the courage to try doing it with his nose plugged, he has figured it out. In fact, he spent most of his Karate pool party practicing for this great event that will not happen for 2 and a half years.

At least he'll be ready, I guess. As for the worrying, he has conquered this one and is back to worrying about spiders in his room.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Girly Girls?

When does true girliness start? When can I without a doubt say I have some girly girls?

Is it when they have to wear pink or princesses every day?
Is it when they have to have their hair done every day?

Is it when they refuse to wear pants? All winter long?
Is it when every stuffed animal or baby doll that crosses their path must have a hug and a kiss?
Is it when they can walk in dress up shoes without so much as a wobble?

Is it when an outfit is not complete without accessories?

If not any of those things, I am pretty sure this clinches it for us:

Monday, July 21, 2008


Sprout is good TV. It is PBS. All the time. In fact, if you have a sick child who wakes up at 2 am just to be held, Sprout is there for you. Do you have a teething child who wakes up at 5 am? Well, Sprout will be there. In fact, when we started DirecTV, we upgraded to the PLUS package for two channels: Sprout and Noggin.

I am now rethinking Sprout. You see, Sprout has commercials. Case in point...

Tonight, during Family Home Evening (all 5 minutes of it), we were playing a prophet game. We were trying to get ET to get King Benjamin all by himself. We kept giving him clues. His first guess was Abinadi, the prophet from the previous question. We provided another clue. He said, "John Waltz."

If you don't understand, you are not the only one.

We questioned him. His answer?

"You know the stay safe guy-John Waltz."

That's right, people. Tonights Family Home Evening was brought to you by PBS Kids Sprout and John Walsh.

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Sunday is a Day of Rest?!

I have yet to make it through one single class at church without interruption. Sacrament meeting usually consists of trying to keep the kids quiet in between Thumbelina's and ET's trips to the bathroom and trying to get Munchkin to sleep because she wouldn't take a nap before church.

Sunday school is spent trying to get Munchkin settled in nursery. There is another child in there who has taken a personal offense to Munchkin's very presence. And Munchkin doesn't know to just stay away from said child. The leaders are great though and she really likes going. Then I get to sit down for about 5 minutes before Thumbelina reappears for her second potty break. Yesterday I did manage to make it back for the last 20 minutes of class.

Relief Society I really enjoy. Last week I got to stay through the practice hymn. This week I made it through half of the lesson before Munchkin decided to fill her diaper. But I did get a nice surprise while I was changing her--she had eaten a Spiderman sticker and presented it to me in her diaper. While I appreciate the effort, I did not keep the prize.