*Day 301*
I'm glad the weekend's almost here. I just wish I had less on my weekend to do list. Oh, well.
I am also really glad for Logan's inspired words tonight, "Wear good clothes." Thanks bud!
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Much To Do
*Day 300*
Wow! 300 days. That seems like a lot. And I remember when I told Matt I couldn't this. I thought about doing something really special for a day like this. But, today I am feeling very overwhelmed with all that I need to get done. I was going to post a picture of my kitchen so you understood how behind I am. But, I would be way to embarrassed to let you see it. So, you'll have to take my word for it. It's bad. And it's not the only thing that's been neglected. So, for my 300th day, I'm going to try to get some other stuff done that I need to do. Thanks for understanding.
Wow! 300 days. That seems like a lot. And I remember when I told Matt I couldn't this. I thought about doing something really special for a day like this. But, today I am feeling very overwhelmed with all that I need to get done. I was going to post a picture of my kitchen so you understood how behind I am. But, I would be way to embarrassed to let you see it. So, you'll have to take my word for it. It's bad. And it's not the only thing that's been neglected. So, for my 300th day, I'm going to try to get some other stuff done that I need to do. Thanks for understanding.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Peanut Butter Rolls
*Day 299*
The other day, one of my fellow bloggers wrote about her love for peanut butter. I also love peanut butter. So, Logan was rummaging through recipes looking for a treat to make and came across this. We had to try it.
Peanut Butter Rolls
1/4 c. creamy peanut butter
1/4 c. firmly packed brown sugar
2 Tbls. butter, melted
1 loaf (16 ounces) refrigerated or thawed frozen sweet roll dough (We made our own. OK I'll be honest, Lynn made our dough. In exchange for the recipe. It was a great deal for me. And it turned out delicious.)
Coat a 13x9 baking dish with cooking spray. Stir together peanut butter, brown sugar and butter. Roll dough out on a lighty floured surface into a 12x6 inch oval. Spread peanut butter mixture over dough. Roll up dough jelly-roll style, starting with 1 long edge. Cut dough into 12 slices. Place slices in prepared dish. Cover and let rise until almost double in size, about 45 minutes. Bake at 350 for 20-25 minutes or until golden.
The other day, one of my fellow bloggers wrote about her love for peanut butter. I also love peanut butter. So, Logan was rummaging through recipes looking for a treat to make and came across this. We had to try it.
1/4 c. creamy peanut butter
1/4 c. firmly packed brown sugar
2 Tbls. butter, melted
1 loaf (16 ounces) refrigerated or thawed frozen sweet roll dough (We made our own. OK I'll be honest, Lynn made our dough. In exchange for the recipe. It was a great deal for me. And it turned out delicious.)
Coat a 13x9 baking dish with cooking spray. Stir together peanut butter, brown sugar and butter. Roll dough out on a lighty floured surface into a 12x6 inch oval. Spread peanut butter mixture over dough. Roll up dough jelly-roll style, starting with 1 long edge. Cut dough into 12 slices. Place slices in prepared dish. Cover and let rise until almost double in size, about 45 minutes. Bake at 350 for 20-25 minutes or until golden.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Happy Birthday Drake!
*Day 298*
I love being an aunt. I love my nieces and nephews. The only sad thing is that I live far away from some of them and haven't had the chance to get to know them very well. But, I know them well enough to know I like them. I hope you had a great birthday Drake!
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Just Thinkin'
*Day 297*
* I went to the General Women's Conference yesterday. This is a meeting where the General Relief Society presidency and the prophet speak to the Women of the church. It was a good meeting. The prophet inspired me to keep my windows clean. He is an amazing man.
* I got to go down to the Conference Center and see the conference in person. It is much bigger than it looks on TV. It was also interesting to see all of the "behind the scenes" stuff that you don't get to see on TV. Like the camera men closing in on the organist or the security.
* I learned that up on Temple Square, if the person is wearing an earpiece that they are carrying a gun. It was interesting to see how many of them there were. And to see them standing there in their normal, everyday suits, packing heat. And as I was sitting in this very spiritual meeting watching the security, it made me kind of laugh to think of church issued handguns.
* It was fun to watch the Prophet in person (even if from very far away). When President Monson was walking out, he stopped to walk out with his wife. As she stood up, he leaned down and kissed her on the cheek. It was a women's conference so there was a big "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" from the audience. Then, as he walked on, he took the papers he was carrying and bonked one of the security guards, that a was standing by the stage, on the head with them. It made me laugh.
* Today at church, they made me the Young Women's President. I feel a little overwhelmed. But, I love the young women in our ward, and the ladies I work with, so I think we'll all get through it all right.
* I went to the General Women's Conference yesterday. This is a meeting where the General Relief Society presidency and the prophet speak to the Women of the church. It was a good meeting. The prophet inspired me to keep my windows clean. He is an amazing man.
* I got to go down to the Conference Center and see the conference in person. It is much bigger than it looks on TV. It was also interesting to see all of the "behind the scenes" stuff that you don't get to see on TV. Like the camera men closing in on the organist or the security.
* I learned that up on Temple Square, if the person is wearing an earpiece that they are carrying a gun. It was interesting to see how many of them there were. And to see them standing there in their normal, everyday suits, packing heat. And as I was sitting in this very spiritual meeting watching the security, it made me kind of laugh to think of church issued handguns.
* It was fun to watch the Prophet in person (even if from very far away). When President Monson was walking out, he stopped to walk out with his wife. As she stood up, he leaned down and kissed her on the cheek. It was a women's conference so there was a big "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" from the audience. Then, as he walked on, he took the papers he was carrying and bonked one of the security guards, that a was standing by the stage, on the head with them. It made me laugh.
* Today at church, they made me the Young Women's President. I feel a little overwhelmed. But, I love the young women in our ward, and the ladies I work with, so I think we'll all get through it all right.
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Hey, Guess What
*Day 296*
Guess what?
What?
Today we went for a family bike ride. And Guess what?
What?
We rode our bikes up the big hill. And guess what?
What?
I was almost at the top of the hill, and guess what?
(Silence)
Oh,.... what?
I had to stop, and guess what?
What?
I walked my bike the rest the way up the hill, and guess what?
What?
I rode the rest of the way, and guess what?
What?
We rode to Maceys and my dad bought me a donut.
Yeah, this is how we get through Logan's day now. It's a guessing game. And make sure when he says "guess what", that you say "what", because he doesn't continue until you do.
What?
Today we went for a family bike ride. And Guess what?
What?
We rode our bikes up the big hill. And guess what?
What?
I was almost at the top of the hill, and guess what?
(Silence)
Oh,.... what?
I had to stop, and guess what?
What?
I walked my bike the rest the way up the hill, and guess what?
What?
I rode the rest of the way, and guess what?
What?
We rode to Maceys and my dad bought me a donut.
Yeah, this is how we get through Logan's day now. It's a guessing game. And make sure when he says "guess what", that you say "what", because he doesn't continue until you do.
Friday, September 24, 2010
Frozen Yogurt
*Day 295*
Got to go out with the girls tonight. (Thanks Matt.) We had frozen yogurt with fruit on it. So I felt healthy. If you've never tried it, you should.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Visitors
*Day 294*
Logan with his cousins Naythan, Ty, Jessica and Zade. Uncle Gregg had a business meeting in Logan tonight. They had to go to Aggie Ice Cream while they were in town. We went with them, just to make sure they didn't get lost, ya know.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Fun Flavors
*Day 293*
I thought we needed ice cream to other night. So we went to the store to find some. We were looking and trying to decide what kind to get. Matt was just looking like nothing sounded good. (I was wondering if he was OK.) I said, "What about this kind down here?" He looked for a minute and said, "Ya, but there aren't any fun flavors." Then he looked harder and we laughed. Because this is what we ended up buying.
It says "Fun Flavors" right on it! And it was delicious!
I thought we needed ice cream to other night. So we went to the store to find some. We were looking and trying to decide what kind to get. Matt was just looking like nothing sounded good. (I was wondering if he was OK.) I said, "What about this kind down here?" He looked for a minute and said, "Ya, but there aren't any fun flavors." Then he looked harder and we laughed. Because this is what we ended up buying.
It says "Fun Flavors" right on it! And it was delicious!
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
The Beetle Story
*Day 292*
So, I go to work today and Lynn tells me about her night. Jessica woke up about 3:00 screaming. Lynn is trying to get her calmed down enough to find out what is wrong. She said she sounded stuffed up so she thought she probably wasn't feeling good. Jessica finally calmed down a little bit, and let Lynn know that her throat was hurting. Lynn asked her if she wanted a drink. Jessica said yes. Lynn took her into the kitchen and grabbed a cup of water off the counter and gave it to Jessica. Then Jessica started screaming that the beetle was going to get her. Lynn was frustrated that she was no longer calm, and couldn't understand what was wrong. Until she took the cup from Jessica and saw this.....
Then, Lynn screamed and threw the cup. And I'm sure she did a scaredy dance that blew mine out of the water. Well, that put my spider story to shame.
This bug was actually brought into their house on purpose. We have a bug collection for preschool that we have been working on for a few years. We have some pretty cool bugs. Two or three weeks ago, Darrell brought this water beetle home from work with him. We thought it was cool enough to keep for our collection. (Really the bugs in our collection are dead.) Darrell called his friend who is an entomologist (studies insects) to find out more about this beetle. His friend told him that they like grasshoppers. But it probably wouldn't eat while in captivity because it's more worried about being trapped. We wanted to see it eat, and there are an abundance of grasshoppers right now. Darrell decided to let it live in the fish aquarium. They've tried to feed it grasshoppers in there. It hasn't seemed interested. (By the way, did you know grasshoppers can swim.) So it stayed in the aquarium until last night when it climbed into the cup on the counter. Thankfully, it's almost ready for our bug collection. When I took this picture, I thought it was dead. Then, it's legs moved. I refrained form throwing the cup, but it was hard. This guy gives me the creeps. I'm looking for a volunteer to pin him into my bug collection. Any takers?
So, I go to work today and Lynn tells me about her night. Jessica woke up about 3:00 screaming. Lynn is trying to get her calmed down enough to find out what is wrong. She said she sounded stuffed up so she thought she probably wasn't feeling good. Jessica finally calmed down a little bit, and let Lynn know that her throat was hurting. Lynn asked her if she wanted a drink. Jessica said yes. Lynn took her into the kitchen and grabbed a cup of water off the counter and gave it to Jessica. Then Jessica started screaming that the beetle was going to get her. Lynn was frustrated that she was no longer calm, and couldn't understand what was wrong. Until she took the cup from Jessica and saw this.....
This bug was actually brought into their house on purpose. We have a bug collection for preschool that we have been working on for a few years. We have some pretty cool bugs. Two or three weeks ago, Darrell brought this water beetle home from work with him. We thought it was cool enough to keep for our collection. (Really the bugs in our collection are dead.) Darrell called his friend who is an entomologist (studies insects) to find out more about this beetle. His friend told him that they like grasshoppers. But it probably wouldn't eat while in captivity because it's more worried about being trapped. We wanted to see it eat, and there are an abundance of grasshoppers right now. Darrell decided to let it live in the fish aquarium. They've tried to feed it grasshoppers in there. It hasn't seemed interested. (By the way, did you know grasshoppers can swim.) So it stayed in the aquarium until last night when it climbed into the cup on the counter. Thankfully, it's almost ready for our bug collection. When I took this picture, I thought it was dead. Then, it's legs moved. I refrained form throwing the cup, but it was hard. This guy gives me the creeps. I'm looking for a volunteer to pin him into my bug collection. Any takers?
Monday, September 20, 2010
Hot Shot Booger Snot
*Day 291*
Today while I was doing the dishes, Logan was in the kitchen putting the silverware away. He was chatting away (big surprise). First he was telling me which forks you have to put on the bottom or top because they make the pile tip over. (They don't match the rest of the silverware.) Then he went through it again with the spoons. Then he kept saying "hot shot booger snot". And talking about it. There's a story to it. I told it to Logan one day.
We have very nice neighbors who, for the past three years, have shared their garden space with us. They also let us borrow their garden tools. One day were in the garage getting some tools to use in the garden. They have one of those tings on the wall that all the garden tools hang on. And as we were getting the tools I told Logan this story.
When we were kids, my dad was working in the garage one day. We went in and asked him what he was making. He said "a hot shot booger snot". As it turns out, a hot shot booger snot is one of those things that hangs on the wall that holds your shovels and stuff. Because that's what was hanging in the garage when he was done working in there. I don't know what what they are really called, if they have a name, but I guess in our family, it's called a hot shot booger snot. (And I thought it was a totally cool that my dad made one. I had never seen one, and to me it was the most ingenious idea ever. Just another one of the amazing things my dad can make.)
I think I told Logan that story three years ago. A few weeks ago when we were digging carrots, I asked him to go and find a shovel. And he says, "in the hot shot booger snot?" Of course, where else would you find one?! Today he was talking about it. He asked me if grandma and grandpa still had theirs. I said I was pretty sure they did. He told me I would have to show it to him when we visit next time.
You just can't tell what will have an impact on your child's life.
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| Logan at about 2 1/2 "helping" with the dishes. |
We have very nice neighbors who, for the past three years, have shared their garden space with us. They also let us borrow their garden tools. One day were in the garage getting some tools to use in the garden. They have one of those tings on the wall that all the garden tools hang on. And as we were getting the tools I told Logan this story.
When we were kids, my dad was working in the garage one day. We went in and asked him what he was making. He said "a hot shot booger snot". As it turns out, a hot shot booger snot is one of those things that hangs on the wall that holds your shovels and stuff. Because that's what was hanging in the garage when he was done working in there. I don't know what what they are really called, if they have a name, but I guess in our family, it's called a hot shot booger snot. (And I thought it was a totally cool that my dad made one. I had never seen one, and to me it was the most ingenious idea ever. Just another one of the amazing things my dad can make.)
I think I told Logan that story three years ago. A few weeks ago when we were digging carrots, I asked him to go and find a shovel. And he says, "in the hot shot booger snot?" Of course, where else would you find one?! Today he was talking about it. He asked me if grandma and grandpa still had theirs. I said I was pretty sure they did. He told me I would have to show it to him when we visit next time.
You just can't tell what will have an impact on your child's life.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Got Milk?
*Day 290*
Like good parents, we like to tease our son. He's learning to take it pretty good (most of the time). Unfortunately, he is also learning (from his parents) to give it. There are a few things in our family that we like to tease each other about repeatedly. Some of our favorite family memories. Today I am going to tell you about our favorite milk mishaps.
When me and Matt were first married we rarely ate dinner at the table. We would usually eat on the couch watching TV. One night Matt walked in and set his glass of milk down on the top of the couch. Then he forgot about it. He got up when he was finished eating and took care of his dishes. When he sat back down on the couch, his milk fell and spilled down his back. But, he had forgotten about his milk, and didn't know what was on him. He started wiggling and yelling, "Get it off me, get it off me." I saw what it was that fell on him, so it made me laugh. And I tried to tell him what it was. But, to this day, we will still tease Matt by yelling about something, "Get it off me!"
The next milk mishap is one that Matt likes to remind Logan about because it happened to Logan. We were sitting down to eat dinner. Now in our family, I forget about drinks until the end of dinner, so a drink a the beginning of the meal is a rare thing. Anyway, this night, for some reason I got the milk out at the beginning of dinner. I filled up Logan's cup. I guess he didn't notice that I had put milk in his cup. Matt was teasing him about his food. And asked him if wanted it in his milk. Then Matt pretended to put the food into his cup. Logan, not wanting food in his cup, grabbed his cup away from Matt. And threw his milk right in his face. He was a little a surprised that there was milk there. And I yelled, "Get it off, get it off!" We had to laugh or Logan would cry.
Stay tuned to Matt's blog if you want to hear about dumb things that I've done. I'm sure he's going to want to get revenge.
When me and Matt were first married we rarely ate dinner at the table. We would usually eat on the couch watching TV. One night Matt walked in and set his glass of milk down on the top of the couch. Then he forgot about it. He got up when he was finished eating and took care of his dishes. When he sat back down on the couch, his milk fell and spilled down his back. But, he had forgotten about his milk, and didn't know what was on him. He started wiggling and yelling, "Get it off me, get it off me." I saw what it was that fell on him, so it made me laugh. And I tried to tell him what it was. But, to this day, we will still tease Matt by yelling about something, "Get it off me!"
The next milk mishap is one that Matt likes to remind Logan about because it happened to Logan. We were sitting down to eat dinner. Now in our family, I forget about drinks until the end of dinner, so a drink a the beginning of the meal is a rare thing. Anyway, this night, for some reason I got the milk out at the beginning of dinner. I filled up Logan's cup. I guess he didn't notice that I had put milk in his cup. Matt was teasing him about his food. And asked him if wanted it in his milk. Then Matt pretended to put the food into his cup. Logan, not wanting food in his cup, grabbed his cup away from Matt. And threw his milk right in his face. He was a little a surprised that there was milk there. And I yelled, "Get it off, get it off!" We had to laugh or Logan would cry.
Stay tuned to Matt's blog if you want to hear about dumb things that I've done. I'm sure he's going to want to get revenge.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Perfect Blog Idea
*Day 289*
Today while I was laying in bed, I had the perfect idea for a blog. I wrote it all out in my head and everything. But, unfortunately, I feel worse today than I did yesterday. And the blog I wrote in my head while on a NyQuil high, got lost somewhere between my bed and the computer. Too bad, it might have been really fun to see what my brain thinks is a great post while in that state. Probably better than this anyway.
Today while I was laying in bed, I had the perfect idea for a blog. I wrote it all out in my head and everything. But, unfortunately, I feel worse today than I did yesterday. And the blog I wrote in my head while on a NyQuil high, got lost somewhere between my bed and the computer. Too bad, it might have been really fun to see what my brain thinks is a great post while in that state. Probably better than this anyway.
Friday, September 17, 2010
To Do
*Day 288*
I made a to do list this week. I mean one that I actually wrote things down, not the kind that I list in my head and then either forget or pretend I forgot. And I feel like I've been busy the last few days and have checked off a lot of things that I thought I'd never get around to. So, I don't feel bad for writing a lame blog today. The cold I've been trying to ignore this week, caught up to me today. So, I hurt, and I'm going to bed. Blog. Done.
I made a to do list this week. I mean one that I actually wrote things down, not the kind that I list in my head and then either forget or pretend I forgot. And I feel like I've been busy the last few days and have checked off a lot of things that I thought I'd never get around to. So, I don't feel bad for writing a lame blog today. The cold I've been trying to ignore this week, caught up to me today. So, I hurt, and I'm going to bed. Blog. Done.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Swagger
*Day 287*
We were out this evening. We were just getting in the car as a small group of people walked past. One of them was still in his football uniform. We watched them. They caught my eye because I thought, "I wouldn't go to the mall dressed like that." Then Matt made a comment about how "his swagger was spilling out all over the place." Logan looked at him, and very serious and concerned said, "Is it really dad?" He was trying to look around and it. I guess, thankfully, Logan didn't get what Matt was really saying. But, it was funny how serious he was when Matt was mocking the guy.
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| Hey! Don't let your swagger spill! |
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Wolverine
*Day 286*
For Logan's first Halloween, we dressed him up as Wolverine. Because of his name, ya know. Then Matt had him star in a short Wolverine movie. He wasn't a good child actor (as you can see). Way too cranky and uncooperative.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Close Call
*Day 285*
I was worried that I might not be able to blog last night. We were sitting around watching the game. Then from outside, we heard a huge BOOM! And the power went out. Wondering what had happened, we went outside and headed in the direction we heard the sound come from. Already there people gathered on the corner looking up at the power lines. There were people from a block away coming out wondering what happened. No one really knew. We came back inside and found our flashlights. With a boom that loud, it sounded like something that might take a while to fix. Then, I realized that if the power stayed out too long, I wouldn't be able to blog. (Pretty sad I think that much about it.) Turns out it only stayed off for about a half an hour. (And if it would have stayed off for the whole game, Matt might have been in a better mood.)
One of the neighbors told me today that they think a squirrel got into one of the transformers and shorted it out. Poor squirrel.
I was worried that I might not be able to blog last night. We were sitting around watching the game. Then from outside, we heard a huge BOOM! And the power went out. Wondering what had happened, we went outside and headed in the direction we heard the sound come from. Already there people gathered on the corner looking up at the power lines. There were people from a block away coming out wondering what happened. No one really knew. We came back inside and found our flashlights. With a boom that loud, it sounded like something that might take a while to fix. Then, I realized that if the power stayed out too long, I wouldn't be able to blog. (Pretty sad I think that much about it.) Turns out it only stayed off for about a half an hour. (And if it would have stayed off for the whole game, Matt might have been in a better mood.)
One of the neighbors told me today that they think a squirrel got into one of the transformers and shorted it out. Poor squirrel.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Happy Birthday Kellie!
*Day 284*
I love being around Kellie. I love her cute little smile and happy personality. She's such a sweet little girl.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
From The Desk of Logan
*Day 283*
My mom is going to play a game with me!!! She doesn't have time to blog!!! Good night!!!
My mom is going to play a game with me!!! She doesn't have time to blog!!! Good night!!!
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Addictions
*Day 282*
I have a new addiction. Buffalo wing pretzels.
We crushed them up and put them in our hamburgers. They were good. We also plan to bread some chicken in it to see if it tastes like buffalo wings. And then I will just finish the bag by myself. Thanks Jennifer!
I have a new addiction. Buffalo wing pretzels.
Friday, September 10, 2010
The Miracle
*Day 281*
Today something unprecedented happened at our house. Matt won a game of Candyland! I know, I know, it might not sound like much, but it really is an amazing thing. We've probably had this game since Logan was about 3. And Logan liked to play it. But, Logan always won. (I'll admit, that I've thrown a few games of Candyland in my day. Either to save myself from a lot of tears and a tantrum from Logan or just to get it done.) But, no one can remember a time when Matt has beat Logan. (He might have beat me when we stayed up late at night playing without Logan, but I really don't remember. OK, we never really played Candyland without Logan. We have big kid games too.) So, today, we witnessed a miracle as Matt, despite being sent back to every special space, finally managed to pull out a win. Congratulations! I know it's nice to feel victory after this long sought after accomplishment.
Quote of the game: After drawing the ice cream cone, to almost guarantee a win, (almost) Matt got sent back to peanut acres. Making him almost level with us again. Logan mocked him. Then Logan picked the gumdrop, and got sent back to last place. And Matt said, "Karma.... or in this game, caramel!" Either way, Logan understood.
Quote of the game: After drawing the ice cream cone, to almost guarantee a win, (almost) Matt got sent back to peanut acres. Making him almost level with us again. Logan mocked him. Then Logan picked the gumdrop, and got sent back to last place. And Matt said, "Karma.... or in this game, caramel!" Either way, Logan understood.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Football Burger Party
*Day 280*
We had a little party tonight to celebrate opening day of the football season. We obviously needed food for a football party. Logan wanted a feast. Matt wanted stuff we could eat in front of the TV. They came up with a mini burger bar.
We had a little party tonight to celebrate opening day of the football season. We obviously needed food for a football party. Logan wanted a feast. Matt wanted stuff we could eat in front of the TV. They came up with a mini burger bar.
Plain, hot wing flavored, and chip and dip burgers. Assorted cheese, bacon, mushrooms and dressings with potato wedges. Good choice boys!
This kid likes his burgers. He can eat it now. After two days of crying because his tooth hurt and he couldn't eat, he asked me to pull it out this morning before school. That took all of touching it and making sure I caught it. But it made him happier.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
The Sandlot
*Day 279*
So, I finally got Logan to watch the Sandlot. He hasn't wanted to watch any movie I suggested ever since we made him watch that super scary "Up" movie. I think he confuses intense or concerned for scared. Then he just keeps thinking about it until he scares himself. I told him he would like this movie and that it wasn't scary. Then, I remembered that he is already afraid of dogs. I didn't think it would make it worse. But, he still hasn't wanted to watch it. The other day he said to Matt, "You're killing me Smalls." I told him if he was going to quote the movie, he needed to watch it. I think he still felt real tense at times. But, I also think he really liked it. He might not admit it because he doesn't want me to think he trusts me.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
HMMMMM....
*Day 278*
* Don't really know.
* Today was our first official day of preschool. So, we had new kids to train today. I think we got spoiled last year. Our kids were so good. I'm not saying I think this year will be terrible. But we have a lot of new kids, so it's going to take a bit of training. Hope my patience holds out.
* I'm a little overwhelmed with the amount of produce in my home right now, and how I'm going to get it taken care of while it's still usable. I'm trying to remember that this is a blessing.
* I was really tired this morning. Not sure why.
*I woke up to the sound of our heater trying to come on. Seriously?! Part of me hopes it breaks down. It would be nice to have a new one that cost less to run and actually heats our home. If you stand too close to the vents, the luke warm air that comes out actually makes you colder.
* I want to make this quick. Matt is waiting for me to eat cream. And I should get to bed so that my patience has a fighting chance.
* Don't really know.
* Today was our first official day of preschool. So, we had new kids to train today. I think we got spoiled last year. Our kids were so good. I'm not saying I think this year will be terrible. But we have a lot of new kids, so it's going to take a bit of training. Hope my patience holds out.
* I'm a little overwhelmed with the amount of produce in my home right now, and how I'm going to get it taken care of while it's still usable. I'm trying to remember that this is a blessing.
* I was really tired this morning. Not sure why.
*I woke up to the sound of our heater trying to come on. Seriously?! Part of me hopes it breaks down. It would be nice to have a new one that cost less to run and actually heats our home. If you stand too close to the vents, the luke warm air that comes out actually makes you colder.
* I want to make this quick. Matt is waiting for me to eat cream. And I should get to bed so that my patience has a fighting chance.
Monday, September 6, 2010
Labor Day
*Day 277*
We truly labored today.
More canning. Today carrots. But look at our perfectly normal and big carrots.
In past years our carrots have been much smaller and most had two or three legs. We did have some of those this year too, but most of them were normal, and big enough to take more than one bite out of. Of course that meant that we had more carrots than we could get done today. I'm starting to wish I was done canning. It seems to keep getting bigger. But, I love sitting in here listening to my lids pop.
And thanks to my helpers Matt and Logan. Without them, I wouldn't get the food done before it spoiled.
We truly labored today.
More canning. Today carrots. But look at our perfectly normal and big carrots.
And thanks to my helpers Matt and Logan. Without them, I wouldn't get the food done before it spoiled.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Happy Birthday Alek!
*Day 276*
Alek I love your curly hair, that you always have a new joke or funny story to tell, that you can ride a unicycle, and your ability to converse with the womenfolk. But, maybe you could stop growing so fast. It makes me feel really short.
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
Happy Birthday Nathan!
*Day 274*
Today Nathan turns 18. So, I've known Nathan for a long time now. Most of his life actually. But, my favorite Nathan story is from the very first time I met him. He was only 3 or 4. I went with Matt to his dad's house. He introduced me to Nathan. Nathan didn't seem to care. He was a little kid, he was just playing. Later we were sitting at the table and Nathan was playing under it. I looked under the table and was talking to him and...... he spit at me! Wow! Nice to meet you too! No, really, it's good to know you! Have a great birthday!
Today Nathan turns 18. So, I've known Nathan for a long time now. Most of his life actually. But, my favorite Nathan story is from the very first time I met him. He was only 3 or 4. I went with Matt to his dad's house. He introduced me to Nathan. Nathan didn't seem to care. He was a little kid, he was just playing. Later we were sitting at the table and Nathan was playing under it. I looked under the table and was talking to him and...... he spit at me! Wow! Nice to meet you too! No, really, it's good to know you! Have a great birthday!
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Logan's Meals
*Day 273*
Today while I was making Logan's lunch, I had a thought. I have never made lunch for him to take to school. He has always eaten school lunch. He likes school lunch. But, this week he decided that he wanted to take "home lunch". We got a case of pears to can. He picked one out the day that we got them and has been impatiently waiting for it to ripen. So, he wanted to eat his pear for lunch. That's fine, I don't mind making a lunch for him. I guess my lunch making skills have gotten rusty since I used to pack my lunch. Logan came home and told me that he didn't eat his pear because I didn't skin it. I've told him for the last 3 days that if he took his pear for lunch, he would have to eat it like an apple. I thought he knew that meant the skin would still be on. (Next time I'll be more specific.) Then he told me that he didn't eat his bread because it was soggy. (Then, later he thanked me for the delicious sandwich. ?) So he ate his ham and cheese, his carrots and his fruit snacks. I felt bad because I thought he was probably hungry. Yeah, because then he took his bag of carrots out of his lunchbox, and he still had a whole bunch, so I don't even know how many of those he ate. He tried a pear, with the peel, after school, and he loved it. He has one picked out for tomorrow. I'm not sure if he really wants me to make him lunch again. I don't remember it being so hard.
One of Logan's new jobs is that he is in charge of making dinner once a week. Tonight he made his first dinner. Macaroni and cheese, hot dogs and cooked carrots. As he sat down to eat, he said, "I made dinner." He sounded a little proud and a little surprised. He did have a lot of help from mom. But he had to decide what to make and did whatever I told him to. He designed his into a person. (And took a picture of it.)
Today while I was making Logan's lunch, I had a thought. I have never made lunch for him to take to school. He has always eaten school lunch. He likes school lunch. But, this week he decided that he wanted to take "home lunch". We got a case of pears to can. He picked one out the day that we got them and has been impatiently waiting for it to ripen. So, he wanted to eat his pear for lunch. That's fine, I don't mind making a lunch for him. I guess my lunch making skills have gotten rusty since I used to pack my lunch. Logan came home and told me that he didn't eat his pear because I didn't skin it. I've told him for the last 3 days that if he took his pear for lunch, he would have to eat it like an apple. I thought he knew that meant the skin would still be on. (Next time I'll be more specific.) Then he told me that he didn't eat his bread because it was soggy. (Then, later he thanked me for the delicious sandwich. ?) So he ate his ham and cheese, his carrots and his fruit snacks. I felt bad because I thought he was probably hungry. Yeah, because then he took his bag of carrots out of his lunchbox, and he still had a whole bunch, so I don't even know how many of those he ate. He tried a pear, with the peel, after school, and he loved it. He has one picked out for tomorrow. I'm not sure if he really wants me to make him lunch again. I don't remember it being so hard.
One of Logan's new jobs is that he is in charge of making dinner once a week. Tonight he made his first dinner. Macaroni and cheese, hot dogs and cooked carrots. As he sat down to eat, he said, "I made dinner." He sounded a little proud and a little surprised. He did have a lot of help from mom. But he had to decide what to make and did whatever I told him to. He designed his into a person. (And took a picture of it.)
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Board Games
*Day 272*
Logan learned to play Racko this week. We had Racko when I was a kid. Logan loved it. Come to think of it, he's never learned a board game he doesn't like. That makes me happy. We like to play games. It's still one of my favorite things to do with my family. We'll have to start playing more games with him. He turns 8 this year, so now he can play all those games that say 8 and up. That gives us a lot more variety.
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