Monday, Bailey came home from school and told me she had been to the nurse 3 times that day. Knowing the school had not tried to call me I knew I had a bit of the "Boy Who Cried Wolf" amongst us. The nurse knew it too apparently. I knew Bailey liked to go to the nurse. A lot. She used to come home with stickers or prizes and every time I asked why she had gotten them she said it was because her teacher gave them to her for being so brave by not going to the nurse. Aye, aye, aye.
I thought we were over this until Monday when I got the 3-peat nurse report. So Tuesday morning before school I was giving her the pep talk of not needing to go the nurse. I asked her how many times she was going to go to the nurse that day, expecting a 'zero' answer of course. I was shocked when she said, 'once'. She's already planned to go to the nurse! Aye, aye, aye.
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Geography Lover in the House
So Logan has a little love affair with maps of the United States. We have a platic placemat map of the US and he has carried it around the house with him for months. He loves to ask what each state is and what that state is known for.
His favorite night in a long time was Election Night. Every 2 seconds the US map was shown on TV - he was in heaven. For weeks after he could tell you what state went red and what state went blue. The presidential outcome did not catch his attention - but what color California went really blew his mind.
He loves the Ipad app Stack the States - even though he can't read. It goes so far that a few weeks ago I picked him up from the daycare at the gym and the lady there told me he was really smart. I questioned why and she said because of his US map prowess.
Today he wanted a slice of cheese so I cut him a piece off of a 2 pound block. He immediately looked at his slice and asked me what it looked like. I had no idea. So to his trusty placemat map he went. Then he put his slice of cheese on top of Montana - apparently I had cut it to look just like the Big Sky state. That is a coincedence he can appreciate.
His favorite night in a long time was Election Night. Every 2 seconds the US map was shown on TV - he was in heaven. For weeks after he could tell you what state went red and what state went blue. The presidential outcome did not catch his attention - but what color California went really blew his mind.
He loves the Ipad app Stack the States - even though he can't read. It goes so far that a few weeks ago I picked him up from the daycare at the gym and the lady there told me he was really smart. I questioned why and she said because of his US map prowess.
Today he wanted a slice of cheese so I cut him a piece off of a 2 pound block. He immediately looked at his slice and asked me what it looked like. I had no idea. So to his trusty placemat map he went. Then he put his slice of cheese on top of Montana - apparently I had cut it to look just like the Big Sky state. That is a coincedence he can appreciate.
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Hide and Seek
Yesterday Logan had a friend named Carson over. They played all afternoon together before they stumbled onto Rosie, our family's favorite hamster. Of course Logan got her out of her cage and the boys played with her for a minute. I didn't think much of it - thinking Rosie was safe in her cage afterwards. That proved to be unwise thinking.
Emily came up to me all panicked saying that Rosie was missing. "Emmy," I assured her, "she just's burrowed somewhere in her cage hiding from those boys." Rosie is hard to find lately since Emmy's last bedding purchase was for white bedding. That girl is hard to find in there. "No," she insisted, "she's missing!". So I joined the hunt for Rosie. Turned out - not in her cage. Uh-oh.
"Hey boys," I asked, "where's Rosie?". To which Carson promptly declared, "She's in Logan's swim suit drawer!". And she was. Right there in the swimsuit drawer. Luckily those boys decided to hide her in a contained location! No more Hide and Seek games with Rosie.
Emily came up to me all panicked saying that Rosie was missing. "Emmy," I assured her, "she just's burrowed somewhere in her cage hiding from those boys." Rosie is hard to find lately since Emmy's last bedding purchase was for white bedding. That girl is hard to find in there. "No," she insisted, "she's missing!". So I joined the hunt for Rosie. Turned out - not in her cage. Uh-oh.
"Hey boys," I asked, "where's Rosie?". To which Carson promptly declared, "She's in Logan's swim suit drawer!". And she was. Right there in the swimsuit drawer. Luckily those boys decided to hide her in a contained location! No more Hide and Seek games with Rosie.
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Hamster Hotel
Important backstory info: in Emmy's hamster cage she has this pink little house for Rosie.
It looks just like an igloo, thus we call it an igloo.
Last weekend Bailey's best friend, Brynlee, asked us to tend her 2 hamsters while they went out of town. My girls were so excited to add 2 more hamsters to our house. Hamster Hotel I called it, Hamster Heaven my girls called it.
Emmy thought it would be a great idea to put Rosie in their cage, and vice versa. She thought they'd really get a kick out of seeing some new digs. I told Emmy that was fine, and then a while later walked past the 2 cages and noticed they weren't switched. Asking Emmy why she hadn't switched them she replied, 'I just don't think Rosie would like those hamsters in her igloo, going through her stuff.'
Wednesday, February 06, 2013
Call Tyler "Unimpressed"
A few Sundays ago after church Derek asked Tyler how my sharing time was.
Tyler said, "It was good. But mom just got it from Sugardoodle."
Apparently if you get your sharing time idea from Sugardoodle it doesn't matter how good your sharing time is, how creative, how spiritual, how much time and effort you put it into it - all null and void and counts for nothing if you get it from Sugardoodle. Then I further disappointed him when I told him all of my sharing times come from Sugardoodle - as does every other sharing time that kid has ever seen! Mr. Tyler is now Mr. Unimpressed.
I hope they call me on a mission!
My parents just got their mission call. They had the papers in for 8 very long weeks. Every week we'd expect it, just to wait another week. My mom kept saying Church Headquarters didn't know what to do with them - I think awesome mission calls just take extra time.
My parents were willing and able to go anywhere, and do anything. If that meant digging ditches in Africa, they were willing. If that meant freezing to death in Siberia, they were willing. If that meant facing my mom's biggest fear ('snakes the size of buses!' in the Congo) they were willing. They were willing to go anywhere, learn any language, and face all types of poverty, weather, and culture shock. Sign them up. Because that's the kind of people they are.
Finally it came (!) and a big opening party was certainly in order. We all went to my parents' house - a few were missing, notably Derek and Tyler who were in SLC that weekend for a Utah Jazz/BYU basketball weekend, but the party went on.
My mom, who loves guessing games, and my dad, who does not love guessing games, had come up with a plan of opening it to appease both of them. My dad was going to open it, read it, and then my mom wanted to guess and guess until she got it.
So my dad read it, and my mom started guessing. She narrowed it down to mission home, English speaking, North America, and then Canada quickly. It took her a while though to get the official mission . . . Winnipeg, Canada. They are going to be office specialists. They were so excited!
As we read up about the mission we all felt like this was going to be a prefect fit - for my mom who's never been cold in her life, for my dad who wears a coat year-round, and to their mission president who is originally from Idaho, but now lives in Alaska running a fishering touring company (my dad's wildest dream come true) - this is a good fit.
They leave in 6 short and crazy weeks - just enough time to buy a 4-wheel drive car and stock up on long underwear!
I'm most excited that it's close enough to go visit. Only 22 hours by car! Sign my family up! A road trip to Canada to see my missionary parents - simply awesome.
My parents were willing and able to go anywhere, and do anything. If that meant digging ditches in Africa, they were willing. If that meant freezing to death in Siberia, they were willing. If that meant facing my mom's biggest fear ('snakes the size of buses!' in the Congo) they were willing. They were willing to go anywhere, learn any language, and face all types of poverty, weather, and culture shock. Sign them up. Because that's the kind of people they are.
Finally it came (!) and a big opening party was certainly in order. We all went to my parents' house - a few were missing, notably Derek and Tyler who were in SLC that weekend for a Utah Jazz/BYU basketball weekend, but the party went on.
My mom, who loves guessing games, and my dad, who does not love guessing games, had come up with a plan of opening it to appease both of them. My dad was going to open it, read it, and then my mom wanted to guess and guess until she got it.
So my dad read it, and my mom started guessing. She narrowed it down to mission home, English speaking, North America, and then Canada quickly. It took her a while though to get the official mission . . . Winnipeg, Canada. They are going to be office specialists. They were so excited!
As we read up about the mission we all felt like this was going to be a prefect fit - for my mom who's never been cold in her life, for my dad who wears a coat year-round, and to their mission president who is originally from Idaho, but now lives in Alaska running a fishering touring company (my dad's wildest dream come true) - this is a good fit.
They leave in 6 short and crazy weeks - just enough time to buy a 4-wheel drive car and stock up on long underwear!
I'm most excited that it's close enough to go visit. Only 22 hours by car! Sign my family up! A road trip to Canada to see my missionary parents - simply awesome.
Mission Call Opened!!
Here's the official opening video - I had to upload them in chunks because the file was too big. And then of course they uploaded in the wrong order - and because I'm so awesome at Blogger I can't figure out how to switch them! So watch them in 1,3,2,4 order.
I get so excited every time I watch the video!
Sunday, February 03, 2013
Happy Birthday Emily Dear!
Happy Birthday Emily!
Here's a little about Emmy as a 10 year old:
favorite animal: killer whale
favorite food: spaghetti
favorite TV show: Phineas and Ferb
favorite movie: Ice Age 4
favorite book: Tale of Despereaux
favorite color: white
favorite treat: buckeye bars
favorite candy bar: Crunch
What she wants to be when she grows up: a banker at ICON
Where she wants to live when she grows up: Illinois
If she could visit anywhere: Egypt
How her friends would describe her; awesome, smart, full of good ideas
Saturday, February 02, 2013
Happy Groundhog's Day
The kids and I had a fun Groundhog's Day. We watched online Puxatwney Phil come out of his little hollow oak on Gobbler's Nob and not see his shadow - welcome spring!! We celebrated his wonderful forecast by making cute little groundhogs coming out of their holes. I, for one, cannot welcome spring with open arms enough. Bring on flip flops, bike riding, and swimming!
Mascot Discovered
My girls are both playing basketball this winter and there is a lion mascot that walks around the gym throughout all of the basketball games. Today we were getting ready to head out the door to a basketball game and Logan said out of nowhere, "Ya know mom I don't think it's a real lion. I think it's a person just wearing clothes." Yep Logan, you have figured out a mascot.
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