Monday, March 31, 2008
Friday, March 28, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Justice and Lydia
Back row: Taylor, Grant, Lydia and Erin
Front row: Mark, Ross, Justice and Ethan
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Bruce thinks it's really funny to give other people's children annoying, noise making toys. Whoever got our children this one takes the cake, I think. Not only does it make noise unbidden, but it also parrots whatever noises it hears. It mocks you by saying everything you say back at you, but in a slightly higher pitch. This produces the most wonderfully annoying affect in that Justice feels compelled to scream at the top of his lungs when ever this thing is around. And people, don't say that "at least the batteries will eventually run out." My children have long ago figured out how to replace batteries in their toys by themselves.
I recall a time when I was particularly grouchy with my children for not cleaning up their messes. This was one of those times when you cringe at the thought of a neighbor being outside and overhearing your insanity. I yelled "Clean up your Crap!!" Mark was holding that dumb parrot thing, which yelled back "Clean up your Crap!! Clean up your Crap!!" I just love hearing exactly how mad I sound. (I know, I know, another potty word, I am so going to the bad place!)
I wouldn't be surprised at all if Bruce finds one of these to give to one of our relatives' children for their next birthday. Whoever did this one deserves an award or something. You got us good that time!
Friday, March 21, 2008
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
Ross was about 3 years old, so that would make Trent 12-ish. We had gone out for a day of hiking and picnicking with my parents and family. We had a great day. When we were at the picnic portion, there was another family at another picnic table not too far off from where we were. We were all sitting around the table enjoying the beautiful day and good company. I noticed Trent whispering into Ross' ear (this is often a sign that things are about to get exciting, and not necessarily in a good way). Unbeknownst to me, Trent was telling Ross that the people at the other table were orks. Ross jumps up all of a sudden, and starts running toward the other table, brandishing his walking stick like a maniac, and yelling "Kill the Orks!!! Kill the Orks!!!" I of course stopped him before he actually got to their table.
Another time (not too long after that) I had to go downtown to get pick something silly up in a shop. I had Trent with me, so I just left him and the kids in the van by themselves while I ran inside. When I came out, I found out that Ross had been leaning out of the window and yelling "Hey Fatty Buldger!" at passersby. Hmm, mysterious, where on Earth could he have gotten that phrase? I'm pretty sure that Ross hadn't read Lord of the Rings at that time.
Okay, here's the Trent story that I mentioned earlier. And despite all of the evil influence John or I may have had on him when he was younger, I promise that Trent did this one completely on his own! Trent was 3 years old. We had gone to Ponderosa as a family. Mom took Trent to the bathroom. There was a woman coming out of the bathroom as they were going in. Out of nowhere, Trent reached out and slapped this woman on the leg. My mom was shocked! "Apologise to that lady, Trent!" she says. Trent looked the woman in the eye and screamed "She's not a wady!" My poor mother about died of embarrassment.
Friday, March 14, 2008
Thursday, March 13, 2008
For those of you who have a hard time deciphering Kindergarten writ, here's what it says (written backwards as sometimes happens with Kgs)
Title: "We killed my Cat"
Underneath: "Marius Cat, Mom why did we have to kill the cat?"
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
I'm LOVING my piano lessons! I'm currently working on (don't know if this will mean anything to anybody) Schubert's Impromptu in E flat major http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F9b4-UfyxLs (an eight year old! Oh man, I should just give up!), Liszt's Liebestraume #3, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uVZ0WO2Is-g and Chopin's Revolutionary Etude. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yq_ea5RgvOI&feature=related I am soooooooo biting off more than I can chew! (I nearly always do). Oh well, it's fun. It will probably take me 20 years at least to be able to play these up to tempo.
I'm planning which races I'll do once I'm unpregnant and can actually run again. The problem is that I'll have to start practically from scratch. I can't run at present, The whole broken rib thing threw me off, and now I'm too far along. Some women can run through the whole pregnancy, but every time I've been pregnant, I've had to give it up around 5 months along. I get pains in my tummy, so I have to stop. I'm not sitting around though, I still torture myself on a regular basis, just in other ways. I go up and down my stairs as fast as I can maintain (at present isn't much more than a walk) for 40 minutes, or I ride my bike which is in the house on a trainer. Any who, I didn't want to go on about that. Lets just say that I'll have to work hard as soon as I'm allowed.
Justice is becoming quite the little pal for me. It's just he and me during the day. He's such a little parrot that it cracks me up. He knows my whole daily grooming routine and always wants to do everything I do. He sticks his finger in my contact case after I do, and "puts his 'eyes' in;" he puts deodorant on, lotion on his legs, I pretend to put toner on a cotton swab for him, and he puts that on, he puts on moisturizer on too. He puts make-up on with me. Today he even got the mouse can out for me when I was drying my hair. I use just a tiny bit to tame my baby hairs that want to stick straight up in the front. I know Bruce is going to worry that he'll turn into a sissy or a cross dresser or something, but he's just imitating. It's funny.
Spring weather is finally giving us a bit of a taste! I am sooooo happy about that. I had about 20 more things to ramble on about, but this is getting too long already, so I'll just save them for later.
Thursday, March 06, 2008
I just found Justice shoving all of the remote controls as far under the couch as he could get them.
2) Lydia Expounds The Rules For Having Dessert Type Things To Her Younger Siblings:
"After you've eaten your breakfast, then you can have something that tastes good."
3) Mark Telling Me About A Substitute Teacher That He Thought Was Wonderful:
"... and we didn't learn anything!!"
4) I Can't Think of Anything From Ross From the Past Couple of Days, So I'll Tell You an Oldie, But a Goody :
Ross, upon meeting his best friend's (who is of mixed descent) mother's then fiancee asks him
"So, are you the one that Noelle says is made of chocolate?"