Friday, January 29, 2010

Ever wonder what I hear all day?

"Eee make NeNe" Nena is our VW Jetta. We all love her.

"Eee doe Dradram's blue truck" He has to differentiate between Dradram's blue truck and our blue truck. If you've seen them- you know why.  Ours is older regular cab with sweet paint job- blue with flecks of rust and grey and Dradrams is a new Chevy with Leather seats, non-chipping paint.  The works.  But Ian gets excited to ride in any truck, ours even has a radio--which Nena doesn't.

"Eee doe toe det chalkchalk Milk. Eee det blue milk."

"Eee doe plane see UnkUnk Matt, OhOhm, TrisTris, Dradram Dradramp WiWit"

"Mom doe tetemp."

"Mom doe toe. Det PiPicks."  Usually he says this after watching Little Rascals when he see's the Pickle BoobyTrap.  He is partial to Kosher ones just like mom :)

"Eee build house."

"No LaLow! No!" (repeated multiple times an hour)

"LaLow eat baby tood. ChubChub need baby tood." 

"LuhLuh too!"

"Eee call Dad," he tells me then turns the speaker phone and and shows me that he did in fact call Sean, who was in class.  And didn't have his phone on silent.  We left him a fun message. 

"Eee take dis one way LanLow" as he shows me toys he helped rescue from his little brother.  He is forever "rescuing" his toys from Landon.  Perhaps he doesn't realize he has to SHARE them...hmm firstborn.


Little brother doesn't say much in return. "MmmmMMmm." "MaMaaa" "Dadadadada." "Rrrraaaawwww" or the usual pleading for rescue from his big brother who loves him a little too much sometimes. 

I love these boys.

Thursday, January 28, 2010


Family, Friends, and the strangers who happen to blog stalk this way: 

Take a minute for me will ya? 

Friends of mine are trying to adopt.  It's a long process and they've got the paperwork (and many other things) done and are approved.  Now all they can do it wait.  BLAH- Waiting stinks. You know that.  Who likes to wait?  And waiting for a baby is rough.  So do me a favor and check out their BLOG and their adoption profile.  If you know of anyone- be it you or a friend of a friend or somebody's cousin- who is looking to put up a child for adoption- please consider my friends. And if you or anyone you know has ever considered abortion--please think twice.  There are good people, like David and Lora who want a child desperately. 


Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Insert Witty Title Here

It's high time I wrote another blog.  I NEED more stickers! As an update: Ian has two stickers left to go- which means he could very well earn his "Tience Kid DDDD" tonight.  (We clean up before naptime and bedtime).  Which brings me to another subject- naptime.  I don't know what to do.  He clearly needs his naps still.  He's a grump for hours but I cannot make him fall asleep for anything during naptime.  We've tried reading books, rocking, total darkness, sleepy instramental music- nothing phases this kid.  "Eee Be Wake" he tells me.  He's started using the "to be" verb and I think it's "aw aw tute" but when I tell Ian he's awefully cute- he disagrees. 

Lando is almost crawling! He scoots around the room pretty well now with a mix of Army Crawl, Push Up/ Flop Down and pushing with his feet.  Which means I have to keep a closer eye on him now because he loves to eat everything! Ian never cared to put things in his mouth.  But he's pretty good at entertaining himself.  Usually I know there is a rescue needed when I hear "Lalow! No! No play Eee's train Lalow!"  Big brother doesn't enjoy number 2's new found freedom because now he has to hide to play in safety. 

Not sure what else to say. I'm in need of some good reading material but the thought of taking the boys to the library is exhausting.  Read anything good lately?

Monday, January 18, 2010

A day ON...not a day off.

In honor of Dr. Martin Luther King has been designated to celebrate him and his birth and what he did with his life.  Please take a few minutes out of your day to read his speech "The Drum Major Instinct".  It is a great reminder of where we are and where we ought to be. 

King said that when he died "[he] just want to leave a committed life behind."  Which makes me think: What am I committed to?  Am I committed to having nice things or doing good things?  Do I speak up for morality or let someone else do it?  Am I trying to serve and love or am I trying to get ahead?

As the new year and new beginning has come I am reminded of all the unnecessary clutter in my life.  "Dustables" my brother calls them.  "Junk" to others.  The "One day I might need this" stuff that fills boxes and shelves and space in my life.  It's time to get rid of it.  Where to begin is my biggest fear.

So today will be a day spent de-junking my house and hopefully I'll find more time, room and energy to devote to the things that REALLY matter.  Thanks Dr. King for a day to remember the priorities of life.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Salt Lake Te-Temp

We went to my step-sister's wedding in Salt Lake just after New Year's. Ian loved being at the "te-temp" but didn't like when Mom and Dad left for the sealing. He saw the Disney castle today and said "Mom doe te-temp." Then I asked him if he went to look for me and he nodded. Which explains why he ran away from Aunt Christie... Any way, here's a couple of pictures. This is us freezing and playing on the steps to keep occupied afterwards.
(Thanks Christie for taking the photos.)
Ian thought he should get some camera time of his own...

It was nice to see family. Ian often tells me that we have to get our shoes on and drive to find "Aunt Tris-Tris and Dra-Dramp." Poor kid doesn't understand they live 14 hours away.

Bumblebee, bumblebee under the barn...

Carrying a knapsack under his arm..."Eee teed Lalo."

And he did.

I found this as I was looking through the pictures on the good ol' SD card for a crafty project I'm working on. Thought I should post it. Haven't decided yet if this post deserves a sticker- a picture is worth a thousand words right?


Monday, January 11, 2010

I want a sticker on my chart too!

For Family Home Evening tonight I had the lesson and I chose to talk about goals. After all it IS a new year and one SHOULD set goals at some point, right? (Better late than never.) The tricky part was trying to figure out how to teach Ian, our 2 1/2 year old what goals are. So we made charts. Ian loves the idea so far. We'll see how it works. He watched an episode of Sid: The Science Kid where they learn all about charts and why they are important. Ian has been fascinated with them since then. Every time Ian cleans up his toys before nap and bedtime he will earn a sticker. When he gets 24 stickers he'll get a Sid: The Science Kid DVD thank you He loves movies and loves Sid so why not? He seems pretty excited to have a chart just like Sid. He already tried to earn more stickers tonight by putting extra puzzle pieces away after he got his first sticker. Tricky. Only two stickers a day kiddo.

I am earning my sticker by typing all of this. I think it's a pretty sweet deal. My goal is to do more journaling. This includes everything from my personal journal to blogging (only once a day counts) to writing in the boys' journals (which means I need to start one for Landon--it's shameful really. He's almost 8 months old and I still haven't gotten him one.) When I have filled up my chart I earn a shopping spree just for me. Kind of hard to imagine. Usually I'm looking for stuff for other people (read: kids or husband or people having babies, etc.) and come across a killer deal on something for myself. This time I get to shop with the intent of shopping for ME. Mind you we're on a grad school budget so I won't go crazy-- but I'm looking forward to it. Books, clothes, jewelry, makeup, accessories- Who knows?

Sean's goal is to be more diligent about study habits this semester. After he puts in a gagillion hours (really it's 200 but it overwhelms me already) he'll earn another expansion to his Munchkin game (the one with the Buttkicking Boots).

Speaking of school: Sean started his 2nd of 4 semesters today. He only has 3 classes and it's strange for both of us to comprehend. Last semester he had 4 classes plus an online teaching assistant class. The schedule is MUCH easier for me to understand this go around and I'm hoping it helps add to the beauty of routine. People keep telling us to "hang in there" or "you guys are doing the right thing" and I'm hoping they're right. Don't get me wrong: we will do what we came here to do, namely get a master's degree. It's just more than I thought. I like being an undergrad. I like being married to an undergrad. There was a lot more time with each other then. Now when school is in session I feel like I don't really get to see Sean anymore. But I am so grateful he's willing to put forth the effort it takes to slog though and earn a Master's degree. I'm just glad he didn't decide to become a doctor or anything. (To my friends with spouses in medical school- my heart goes out to you.)

So there ya go. I posted to the blog. I'm going to go choose my sticker now. (I get sparkley stars- tee hee hee.)

Friday, January 8, 2010

Boots of Buttkicking

I apologize in advance for the sheer random nature of this blog.

What does the title have to do with anything you ask? Well I'm still wearing my boots from a trip to the store this frigid evening and it made me think of the Boots of Buttkicking from a fun, if a bit irreverent, card game Munchkin. They're a +2 in combat--or something like that.(Yes I am too lazy to go look it up.) I'm also in a bit of a grouchy mood seeing as the two year old didn't take his nap today so the Boots could have come in handy. They apparently weren't equipped yet. Oh well. (Please don't think that I would actually kick the two year old's butt with said boots. They merely give me an advantage to combat and may have given me a chance at winning. As it was- I lost. I think we all lost.)

In other truly random fashion: Sean likes to make fun of me but I like to tuck my pj's or my thermals into my socks. It looks super goofy. Off the charts tacky. But it keeps my pj's from riding up in the blankets when it's really cold or my thermals from doing the same when putting on cold pants. Have I mentioned it's cold here. I'm struggling with it. Today's high: 10 degrees. At least it was double digits and not negative right? Yeah that's way too cold for my liking. PS I also tuck the baby's pants into his socks when I feel it is too cold. (Usually just at night.)

Currently my feet are toasty warm with my tucked in socks and Boots of Buttkicking. Don't mess with me. :)

I think it's time for a pickle. (Kosher. Dill. And yes I am a pickle snob.)

Things you never knew you never knew.

Friday, January 1, 2010

First Post of the Year

I'm taking a break from organizing the craft closet and thought I'd write a quick blog. Happiest of New Years to you all. May this year's adventures bring enlightenment and maybe some unexpected joys.

Going through and organizing the craft closet has made me realize just how grateful I am to have one central location for all of my crafty essentials. All my life my supplies have been scattered whereever I could find homes for them, making it hard to be inspired and even more difficult to locate items when I am inspired. I've had my sewing knick-knacks more or less together for a while but now it's always been in boxes. I now have my fabric out on a shelf so I can see it all in it's wonderous glory. I know, I know. Organized people have been doing this for ages...but I'm not what I would considered "organized". (Though I am the go-to-know-it-all for random things in the house.) That's all I have to say about that.

New Year's Eve was pretty dang fun. We played How to Host a Murder with my step sisters and their significant others and my Dad and step-mom. I was fun to see people get into it. I wished I could have decorated more and come up with a better costume. Next time. I'd like to do one set in a decade a little farther from any I've lived in (this one was in the 80's). Maybe 1920's or 1950's. We got our game at a second hand store for $2 or $3. Online I've seen them for $40. I've decided that it might just be worth it. I'll keep my eyes open for them (cheap or otherwise) because this was definately a hit.

I really do need to get back to the closet business. More ramblings later.
PS- My mom blogs now. I'm stoaked.