Funny things

A few funny things I need to write down before I forget them


Em's primary teacher died. In her prayers that night she said "please pray that sister Hedman is happy in the ground".

Gilly thinks he has a new brother he calls Jason who lives in California. Every time he says something bad he blames it to Jason.......
Gilly: Em, horses are stupid!
Me: Garret Jones! We do NOT use stupid in this house!
Gilly: Jason told me to say it
Me: What? who's Jason?
Gilly: he's my brudder, he lives in Cafonia

The best time of day

I love it when he falls asleep before 10p.m.

Em's big win

As some of you may know, Em won the second round in the Reflections contest. At the awards ceremony they said that there were 1500 entries (and she took first for her age category).

She was a little discouraged that it was a ribbon instead of a trophy, but then I whispered in her ear that horses win ribbons that look just like that. Now she trots around the house with her ribbon on her stick horse.

Fine dining with Chef Jones

We all know how I value nutrition and I only use organic items. Okay, not really. Currently Garretts favorite meal is octopus hotdogs that take much skill in mastering. Notice the ketchup faces.....one smiley, one frownyThis is Garretts imitation of how I should make the frowny face
And how I should make the smiley face.....
I was laughing and he couldn't smile in this one because he was trying to be serious
in this one he told me that their eyes should be closed
Needless to say, its good they make gummy multivitamins or he wouldn't be properly nourished

And there goes another piece of my identity.....

So I made the mistake of letting Em have control of the radio while I ran some errands the other day (I make the comment mistake because she found all the country radio stations and now whenever the vehicle is on it has to be blaring country music and we all know how I feel about country music. Not good). And while this music is loudly blaring I pull up to the drive through at the pharmacy only to have it dawn on me that the people in the pharmacy may be thinking it is my choice to be listening to this. I want to hold up a sign that says..."hey, I'm only doing this for my country obsessed daughter!"

Em's big month

January has had its ups and downs for Em. Some of the downs have been:

1. Having her best friend move (my least favorite person on the planet, yes, my prayers were answered).

2. Her horse moved away from the stables that are very near our home. We are still waiting to hear where he will be and hopefully we'll be able to continue lessons on Nito.

Some of the ups have been:

1. Winning Reflections twice

2. Getting an outstanding student award and going to Golden Corral with Pricipal Denhalter

And the most exciting event..............

Losing her first tooth!!!!

If any of you have been around when this kid thinks something painful is going to happen (like throwing up or having diarrhea) you'll understand what a big event this was. She couldn't eat, sleep or move her tongue in fear of it falling out and bleeding. If its this bad with a little tooth, whats life going to be like when she starts her period? I don't want to go there.....

The Pack Rat

This weekend has turned into a de-junking weekend, which to me is great even if I do need some prodding to get it done. We cleaned out all of Garretts old clothes and baby stuff and gave something like 10 bags to the DI. On my way out the door I told the kids that they each needed to pick out three toys to give away, but I think they heard it as "you need to sever your most loved body part with this dull knife". Whats so hard about giving away toys that have been grown out of? They each went downstairs to the toy room and brought up:

1. one of Garretts toys

2. toys from Happy Meals

3. abandoned toys that other children have left at my house

So this got me to thinking about our Pack Rat, Abby. This kid sleeps with every stuffed animal ever given to her, six blankets, three pillows, a heated rice pack, and many other assorted trinkets.
You'd think "gosh, how does she sleep with all that crap?" but please know reader that I have cleared off her bed for her only to have her drag it all out again and put it back where it was. If something is missing she will call out "mom, I can't sleep without ___________!" and I'll have to search the house until its found.
So I do the only thing a mother can do:

Wait until she goes to school to make a DI run!

From Loof to Like

On a normal day, Gill's favorite saying is "Mom (more often times its Dad) I loof you" and in the span of, oh lets say 3 minutes, he will say it about 12 times. No complaints here! Well this morning on the way to drop the girls off at school the loof turned into like......"Mom, I like you". Hmmmm....Maybe the gun incident pushed him over the edge.

My Napoleon (not Dynamite)

This afternoon I got a taste of what I like to now call "Napoleon Behavior". Gilly threw a royal tantrum because his lunch was not made to his liking (it didn't have enough tomato juice in it or something silly like that). Well as he was going about in his rage (we won't go into detail about his rage) he picked up his cap gun and pointed it at me AND (this is the part that got me into a rage) pulled the trigger! What? So I marched over and snapped the gun in two pieces and threw it away. WARNING: This is what happens when you point your gun at your mom:

(okay, was this to harsh? I'm feeling like the Bully Mom. Especially because after 15minutes in his room he came out and said...."Mom, I still loof you". He then walked over to the garbage can to see his broken gun and quietly returned to his room. Yup, I'm feeling the Bully)

I couldn't find Gilly the other morning, I looked outside and there he was..in his jammies

with a dirt shovel.

Hopefully this continues throughout his teenage years.

on to the next level

You all remember the post about the Reflections contest? Well I just got a notice in the mail and she has won for the next level of competition! She will go on to the regional level and if she wins that she could go to State. Yay Em!

My favorite book....so far

So my mom passed on this book to me and let me tell you, I am deeply moved. First (and the best selling point) is it takes place in Holland, in a town that I have been to and loved. It is where Jeff scrimped and saved every last penny and bought a suit that he is rather quite dashing in (update: the suit part actually takes place in Hilversum). It is where I found a plethora of shoes on my first visit that just made my heart soar. So upon the first few pages I was in love. Second, it is about the Holocaust. Since I was a child I have been moved by this tragic event in history. I have been to a concentration camp that still haunts me daily (on a lighter note...Jeff was doing a vocal imitation of a German officer which made me laugh or else I would have been to sick to my stomach to continue through the camp).
This is the house in Haarlem where they hid the Jews.

I am only on the third chapter but I felt the need to encourage everyone who hasn't read this to do so.

Guess whose idea this was....

This is what I came home to this evening.... Take a cool motorcycle toy....
Gilly with lots of empty boxes.....
and a dad like Jeff. This is what you'll get.......

Oh the fun we have!

I got spurs that jingle jangle jingle

As some of you may know, I went to Clearfield High where the cowboy boots were aplenty and the most popular bumper sticker was "Wrangler butts drive me nuts". Yes, I was made fun of because I kind of stood out like a sore thumb, I was not even close to being a little bit country. So I guess you could say that I have come full circle seeing that I relented in the purchase of three pairs of boots.Jeff however never told me he owned a pair....

until Em picked out her boots that happened to be the exact same as Jeffs. I do however put my foot down on Country music.

Our Partay....

What is New Years Eve without fondue and games? For as long as Jeff and I have been married this has been a part of our yearly tradition. Well I decided to put my big girl pants on and throw the party myself and we sure had a ball!This is Gilly playing with the squash before everyone showed up
Bryan, Pam, and Tiff. These people I love. I love how she is pregnant but you can't even tell and I love that Bryan is the greatest artist and draws people during a game and I LOVE their kids because Milli is her mother and Liam is his father and I love that they are environmentally friendly and I love Bryans dry humor and I love their taste in movies and I love how Pam thinks she is a mean mom but I really couldn't name a sweeter more loving mom and I just love these guys. Almost as much as I love the homeless. (okay there is a joke there but I think you get it)
The Millers, ah what can I say about the couple that just keeps on giving? I pulled this off largely because Tiff is a whip in the kitchen. And then we played Are you Smarter than a 5th Grader? Well, thanks to hours of helping Addie with endless homework, Tiff answered the toughest questions and pulled her team to a victory. I actually think it was because she read the cards before we played but I guess thats okay. I mean its only a game.
Jack was pulling faces at Lisa because she was trying to get him to eat a brownie. I can't believe these kids made it as long as they did, maybe it was because Abby and Addie kept sneaking Pepsi when they thought nobody was looking......