27 September, 2009

Festive

Family Night
Eating brownieshanging window clingsDecorating for Halloween
Washing the window clingsMaking brownies andEating the mix
The kids made, mixed cornbread with daddy while Mom made chili. Dinner, then a lesson on Safety and doing things to keep you safe. Stay away from Satan and his vices and those here on the earth that would want to do wrong with our children.. Stranger Danger. Brownies cooked and cooled during the lesson and decorating.
Great night. Happy Night. Family Night.

24 September, 2009

Violet

I have a violet baby.We are on our second round of trying to treat the thrush that we have. And with the over the counter medicine that we are trying. The baby turns violet. He looks like a little hobo or something that has not shaved in a little while, poor thing. Its kind of funny to look at and makes me a little sad that my super cute baby is violet.

22 September, 2009

Mr. Mom

I love this song so much. when I first heard it I was addicted. It has most of a mothers work in it with a fun twist. Being a mom is definitely not about watching television and taking long naps. I dont think I have taken a nap in a very long time. Moms work hard, but dont get to rest when they go anywhere.
And well with me, pul cloth diaper covers dont melt in our dryer neither do the prefolds or bg's! Maybe I should change a few words in the song. Being a mom is definitely more than any maid can take. Mother's do the job of school teacher, maid, chauffeur, coach, hair stylist, chef, seamstress, Sunday school teacher. All the jobs put in to one make a Mother. I bet I missed a few of the jobs that mothers do too.
Instead of football, I have baseball. Baseball, soccer and ballet. Then squeeze in scouts and PTA! Alona is starting scouts this Friday and I am in the PTA :) With the shopping lists that I make its not the length its needing to go to three different stores to get what I need from the one to two page list.
Then there's story time at the library, three mile walks in the mornings. Though this morning it was 43 degrees so I don't know how much longer I'll be keeping that up. Maybe I will start walking later and then as its colder doing my work out video in the living room. Story time at the library is amazing. We have the greatest library that I have EVER been to. If you have never been to the Provo city Library, you need to come and check it out. story's told, puppet shows, songs, they are so interactive with the children. They also have library kids Junior that Alona gets the opportunity to go to. Also a library kids Senior for the older kids. In which they have a theme, read books about it and do a really fun craft with that theme in mind. She has made a fishing hat. a globe that shakes and little sparklies float all over and many others. There is also Monday night at the library, fun activities for the whole family. This next Monday the are having a juggler come :)
Balancing the check book is not one of my strong points. Just last night I asked Paul to help me make sure I don't spend money on items that don't have money set aside for them. I surely make it work on paper. But not when it comes to the real thing.
And I love the overall message that I get out of this, taking care of small children at home you are going to have some crazy, messy, unpredictable moments.


Lost my job, came home mad
Got a hug and kiss and that's too bad
She said I can go to work until you find another job
I thought I like the sound of that
Watch TV and take long naps
Go from a hand working dad to being Mr. Mom

Well
Pampers melt in a Maytag dryer
Crayons go up one drawer higher
Rewind Barney for the fifteenth time
Breakfast, six naps at nine
There's bubble gum in the baby's hair
Sweet potatoes in my lazy chair
Been crazy all day long and it's only Monday
Mr. Mom

Baseball, soccer and ballet
Squeeze in Scouts and PTA
And there's that shopping list I made
That's seven pages long
How much smoke can one stove make
The kids won't eat my charcoal cake
It's more than any maid can take
Being Mr. Mom

Before I fall in bed tonight
If the dog didn't eat the classifieds
I'm gonna look just one more time

'Cause
Pampers melt in a Maytag dryer
Crayons go up one drawer higher
Rewind Barney for the eighteenth time
Breakfast, six naps at nine
There's bubble gum in the baby's hair
Sweet potatoes in my lazy chair
Been crazy all day long
Oh been crazy all day long and it's only Monday
Mr.Mom

Balancin' checkbooks, juggling bills
Thought there was nothing to it
Baby, now I know how you feel
What I don't know is how you do it

21 September, 2009

A first for our Whole Family

Not only a first for our children, but a first for Paul and I as well. Paul and I from what we recall have never been to the state fair up until last week. When Alona received a free ticket to the state fair for her wonderful reading along with her coupon for a carnival ride and drink, it was decided upon that that would be our fun family activity for her birthday. The State Fair was set to debut from September 10-20 and Alona's birthday just happened to fall in between those dates. So we planned to go on the 16th, not on Alona's birthday. but a day that our whole family could attend, Wednesday our family day.
There was fishing, the catch and release kind outside of the wildlife building. Some volunteers talked to the children about fishing and other such stuff (I'd have to ask Paul he was the one listening with the children. I was just taking pictures and keeping an eye on the baby.) And after listening they got their individual kids fishing poles and went out to catch a fish. Abbi our little fisher was the child who caught her own fish and watched as the man cut it lose from her pole and released it back in to the water.
We saw a shark show, well some of it and were able to go up to the front and look at the sharks. That was a pretty awesome thing to have there.I was super excited to let the children go on the rides. We didn't make it out to Lagoon this year or any other events that had carnival rides. Spending money was set aside and they were each able to go on three rides. They each had ones that they wanted to go on. While Kacen went on a race car ride Alona went on a moving farm ride and Abbi the carousel. They all went on the moving hot air balloon together and all of them went on a swirling monster ride together as well.
We walked through the rabbit building, beef, cow, goat and sheep buildings as well. The Goats thought that Abbi was tasty and the sheep were wearing dresses (so that their wool coats wouldn't get messed up by wandering human touches). The cows and beef were smelly, what two buildings dedicated to them, well yes, one was for the beef and the other for the milking cow kind (we think).Alona got to pick her own fair treat, not so out of the ordinary. Just some sweet mouth dissolving cotton candy. She so sweetly shared with everyone. She also did a few activities that will help render her a patch for girl scouts. Now to remember to show her troop leader :)
We had a lot of fun and it was a great family activity.
And I am thinking Paul thought this place was neat. It ended up being on my camera, taken at the very end as we were leaving.

20 September, 2009

Who are they trying to convince....?

Lying in bed with Paul this morning at 11:10, him half way conscious. Jesse in his crib just a few feet away, sleeping, blissfully unaware of his surroundings. His tummy filled and content. Me enjoying the moment I was in, not very often getting to be close to my spouse. The three cognitive children playing in the adjoining room together. Playing, no bickering, sharing, enjoyment. It all shatters, Abbi screaming down the hall, Alona following in pursuit, "I didn't hurt her!" repeatedly being shouted. It continues for a moment, then the realization... Mom's not out here. It hits them and the convictions they were at just a moment ago cease and the voices, silent. Opening of the bedroom door, loud voices.

I wonder who children are trying to convince when they exclaim, I didn't hurt her/ him. Is it me or themselves? The underlying story, the sibling really did get hurt by the other sibling. But guilt and liability seem to be vacant when they are convinced it was an accident.

17 September, 2009

Seven years ago


this day, September seventeenth, was the day that I went to the doctor to have my first weekly check up of the last four weekly appointments that were left before you were due to be born. I went to the doctor excitedly with your dad and grandma Wood, in anticipation of hearing your heartbeat maybe hearing if I had progressed, may be just a little. I remember walking with them from the car in the parking lot past the other medical buildings and other doors to the doctors office. I was checked for progression and very surprised to hear that I was 5 centimeters and 80-90 % effaced. I hadn't learned a whole lot about what this all meant before and asked how much longer that I had. The doctor told me that I could be seeing him in a few hours or in a few days. I remember asking the nurse how I would know when I was in labor. She said that I would just know that contractions weren't like anything I had ever felt and that my abdomen would be squeezing/ contracting.It wasn't quite that way though. I went to Kmart on redwood road and picked up some clothes for you, a swing, some bed sheets and a few other things that I hadn't yet bought for you. Then I decided that I was just fine and convinced your grandmother to take me with her back to Layton, a mere 40 miles or so from the doctors office and hospital. We got to the Layton mall around noon and ate at Chick-Fil-A. I noticed that my seat was wet and my back was hurting in about two minute intervals for 90 seconds. Your grandmother was concerned to say the least and decided to drive me all the way back to the hospital, where I indeed was having back labor. We arrived at the hospital after 1:00 p.m. You're dad finally arrived three hours later. It was before we had wireless internet and his computer use was tying up the phone and we couldn't get a hold of him to tell him to come to the hospital for three hours. Good thing it was a long labor. It was all progressing fine, but they wouldn't let me have you until I had two rounds of antibiotics. They had just done the group B strep test that day and hadn't gotten the results back yet. To be cautious they needed you to get the antibiotics to be healthy. The last antibiotics finished after midnight. You came in to this world after 13 hours of labor a little after 3 am on Wednesday September 18, 2002.

You have since then be my daily companion when it was just you and I. I would sit on the floor and play with you for hours until your dad got home. We would play little people, read books and play chalk outside. You got your first stitches when you were two. You grew even more when Abbi came along and became for the first of many times a wonderful big sister. You were so well behaved when she came along and were patient with my time and loved being with your little sister.The year you were three you learned many new songs, you learned how to write your name and how to pedal your bicycle.
At four you learned to tie your shoes, started learning to read.
At five you took ballet, started reading books that were beyond most kids for your age. You decided one day after months of me trying to help you that you were just going to ride your bike without the training wheels, and you did! And you rode around the block that first time without them.You started soccer that has continued even to today you keep growing with that and get better all the time.
This year you discovered that you could skip rocks and seashells. You threw a rock in the Great Salt Lake, it skipped and everyone you did after that were just as great.

You are a very compassionate child, you reach out to others. You include everyone with your play. And are very sad when you are left out. I see you reading to the younger children all the time. You teach other children. You are so creative, make up games and toys out of the simplest things. You have the biggest imagination that I enjoy watching you use. When you were little I remember you crying when uncle Bud and aunt Tara got in a fight and one of them hit the other with a catsup bottle. You would also cry when people would rough house, you didn't want anyone to get hurt. You are so sensitive and loving.
It has been a struggle many times to help you learn to read, to encourage you to do new things and keep at it. But to see it all pay off, to see the rewards that you reap from both of our efforts are well worth it.
You are an amazing girl. I am proud to be your mother, Happy Birthday Alona!

05 September, 2009

such a cute three month old




Jesse at three months:
-giggles and laughs.. his feet are ticklish and his neck / shoulders
-holds his head up well
-is learning to sit
-finds his momma when he hears her voice
-loves to be held and falls asleep and stays that way while being held
-sleeps through the night