Blogging Extraordinaire

Hello – I realize I am horribly behind on my blogging. Here is a plethora for you to read…. Scroll all the way down – there are a ton. Enjoy. Now I’ve gotta get to writing my ethical review of The Green Mile for my Ethics class. Everyone have a delightful day (or night or whatever it is you wanna have)!!!!

Oh Dear...

Oaklee is right now in the bathroom (on the toilet) saying “You come out of there poo-poos!”

I'm Warning You Now... I'm gonna be Far Too Busy...

Spring Semester is rapidly coming to a close. My last day of finals is like the 28th of April or something similar to that… Summer semester starts shortly thereafter on the 5th of May. I had a few dilemmas I was dealing with… this baby is due the end of August-ish. However, not one of my children has been full term – in fact they’ve all made their appearance at least 3 weeks early… so I’m looking at early August sometime… which throws it smack dab at summer finals time and also way too close to fall semester (which begins the end of August) – I can’t exactly take maternity leave from school… it just doesn’t work that way… So the decision has been made… (and brace yourself for my 500% insanity) I am taking 18 credit hours (6 classes) all within a 6 week block. That means my classes go from May 5th to June 23rd. Two of my classes are the entire semester – but the other 4 will by crunched into a six week period. Yikes. Why am I doing this to myself? I have a death wish I suppose… no, it just seems it’ll be far easier to completely stress myself out for 6 weeks straight and then have the rest of the summer to just be with my children and enjoy life, and prepare for this new baby.. So with that said, my birthday is the 24th of June – if I am still alive for the 1st anniversary of my 29th birthday – then it will be a success!! (Just as a side note – if any of you are expecting a blog entry from me in that 6 week time frame – you better change your expectations right now) … Also – along with this, I am quitting my job at The Mart. I’ve been displeased with that job for far too long – it’s causing me far more stress than needed, and with the forthcoming semester there is no way I can continue to do it all. So I am happy to report – I put in my 4 weeks’ notice – and what was my manager’s reaction to my “I’m letting you know I am quitting” ?? “Oh, Good!!” What?!?!?!?!? I think she knows I’m wearing myself way too thin. I think she’s happy for me – but she threw me off guard for a second. I am thrilled for my upcoming stresses and delightfulnesses! Wish me luck! If you call me on my birthday and I answer the phone, take that as a sign that I have survived it.
(Oh, PS I forgot to mention – after I accomplish this summer semester chaos, I only have 11 classes left… that means 4 in the fall, 4 in the spring and 3 next summer and I am done!!!! WOOOHOO!!!!!) (Then bring on Grad school…)

They Love my Glasses

Pregnancy Moment in a Major Way

Sunday morning I headed to work. I almost always take the Suburban to work – but this time I was driving the car. When I arrived this is the actual conversation I had with myself before locking my car: “I’m in the car today - that mean I can actually lock the doors! Since I can lock the doors, that means I’m okay to leave my keys in here – cuz if I lock the doors then no one can get in and drive off.” So I consciously left my keys in the car, locked the doors and got out. I never even saw the error in my ways until I was heading out to my car at the end of the day and realized – “Wait a second if I locked my keys inside my car, that means I can’t get in and drive away either!” Duh! I blame the pregnancy! (and the mouse in my room)

Mouse in the House

So I awoke a couple nights ago from some crazy dream about kids that were in my 4th grade class, and now they were married and trying to sell me cookies… but as odd as that dream may be, that is beside the point… When I awoke I heard a ‘scratch scratch scratch’. What on earth? And then again, ‘Scratch Scratch Scratch’ Is that a blasted mouse in my room? The longer I laid there the more I realized it was in fact a mouse I was hearing – and not only that, I also realized that Kamron had eaten Carl’s Jr that night and left the paper sack on my side of the bed on the floor, and that was most definitely what I was hearing the mouse scratching at. I’m thinking to myself “That brat left food in that bag and now the mouse is trying to get at it!” “Grrrr” In the darkness of my room I grabbed my cell phone as a source of light and looked down at the floor… the bag was nowhere to be found! “That blasted mouse dragged that bag under my bed and now it’s gonna torture me the rest of the night!!” Wanting so baldy to rid my room of that disgusting mouse and yet not really wanting a face to face encounter with said mouse, I started kicking at the side of my bed trying to scare him away. No such luck. I started picking things up off my night stand and throwing them at the general direction of under the bed… still no luck – the ‘Scratch Scratch Scratch’ continued!! I was so tired! It was 3 AM by now after all! I tried to just put a pillow over my head so as not to hear the blasted critter so maybe I could get back to sleep… didn’t work. Come on you stupid mouse! You are disgusting and absurd and you do not belong in my house – especially in my bedroom!!! Finally after roughly 2 hours of mouse-infested lack of sleep, I drifted back into slumber. When I woke up to my alarm Sunday morning what did I hear? ‘Scratch Scratch Scratch’ – Turns out that blasted mouse was nothing but my curtain blowing in the breeze against my school notebook. And the sack? It was still there under a blanket that had fallen from my bed. What a night!

Pink Eyed Monster

My poor Oaklee contracted pink eye Sunday. Not fun for her. And even worse – when I put the special pink eye drops in her eyes she had an allergic reaction and her eye swelled shut. Poor girl. I took her in today to get a new one – but in the meantime she sat with me all day yesterday and today with a warm washcloth on her eyes to soothe her. Anytime it got cooled off she’d say “Mom make it toasty again” Too cute!!
On a side note – Oaklee is obsessed with monsters – in her mind there are monsters everywhere. Her new thing is saying “I love monsters” “Do you love monsters?” All day long. She’s so stinkin cute and I love her squeaky little voice!!

From the Mouth of Oaklee

Oaklee’s latest statement to me: “There’s a baby in yours belly. Don’t worry, I won’t squish it”

Pictures to Post

“I love horsies!!” The new horsie ride at Walmart…

This is what time out looks like at my house when Oaklee steals Dayton’s toy and he hauls off and smacks her across the face. The tears are not because she was injured or he was upset about his toy – they were just severely displeased in the idea that I would actually make them sit there as a punishment.

This is Dayton’s “Angry face” He was being super ornery one day and I said – is that your angry face? He thought that was funny. So now if I say “Where’s your ornery face?” This is the face he shows me.

And this is Oaklee’s true 100% grouchy face.

Oaks eating a super sour candy (She wanted to eat it, I swear!!)

Dayton’s favorite pastime – hanging out with the boys playing video games

Dayton's Phrases

Dayton now talks in phrases instead of just words.
“Oh man!”
“I did it!”
"Oh hey" (okay)

“Ow Know” (I don’t know)
“All” (that means his food or drink is all gone)
“Uh Etcha”(You betcha)
He also has added "nope" to his vocabulary which is far cuter than his ornery "no!"

Tate's Mom Date

Every wednesday is mom-date-day. Each week it's a different kids' turn...
Tate lucked out – he chose to spend his last mom date at the mall getting ice cream – and there just happened to be vendor-guy there with a trampoline bungee jumper thing-a-ma-bopper – and he approached me and offered Tate a free try on it. Tate was thrilled – he got right up there, got all hooked up – jumped a couple times, suddenly noticed each jump made him go a little higher and suddenly he chickened out. He wanted off. Too scary!! I talked him through it and he stayed on – and in the end he enjoyed it – but at the time he was all sorts of freaked out. Pretty cute and totally funny!!

Mohawk Mayhem

Every year in the springtime Kamron decides it gets too hot having hair on his head, and he shaves it off. I hate this time of year. I love his hair. At the end of summer he’ll let it grow out continuously until spring, so it gets a little long and it’s curly at the ends. I love it. I love his hair. I hate his baldness. He is well aware of this. He recently warned me that the time was rapidly coming for him to shave his head. I begged and pleaded for him not to do it. I made crazy-silly threats and begged with all my might… I had a teeny-tiny glimmer of hope in me that he wouldn’t do it… last week I was away all day at a babyshower and spending time with my sister (see previous post)… When I arrived home, I walked in the door to the goofy grin of my husband’s face, and this monstrosity:

AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! Gross gross gross!!! What a creature!! He thought it was hilarious and he did at all for reaction sake – and quickly shaved the rest later… but it sure taught me quick – there are worse things than his bald head!! (What a brat!) (I love him)

Time With Sharli

Last weekend I took my girls and Dayton up to Bountiful to my cousin’s baby shower. It was a good time. Afterwards I hung out with my sister Sharli for a wee bit (Who is abandoning me and moving to Spain for 6 weeks btw…) We had a delightful time – but my favorite moment with her came at the end of the day, Sharli was sitting in the back seat with my kidlets and Oaklee suddenly started crying and holding her tongue. Sharli says “Oaklee, what’s wrong? Did you bite your tongue? Are you okay?...” This continued for a brief moment, we were approaching my mom’s house, and sharli got up close to try to investigate the reason for her tears when suddenly Oaklee projectiled across the vehicle at her. She puked everywhere – and I can honestly say I have never seen Sharli move so fast in her life! Hilarious! Fortunate for Sharli it only got a few spots on her pants and shoes. Oaklee however was covered head to toe and so was her carseat and the seat in front of her and the seat next to her… poor girl. I took her in my mom’s house and got her all cleaned up – we stole some of Samantha’s clothes to put her in, and found an old pot in the basement to use as a puke-pot for the drive home. Oaklee was thrilled with the puke pot. She wanted it on her lap the whole hour-long drive home. Fortunately for her and her car-sick little tummy, she fell asleep before she had a chance to use the pot.

Raggedy Raggedy

I’ve made a plethora of rag quilts as of lately – wow. I’m worn out on them. My new project? Rag-quilt placemats. My gramma called me the other day and requested a set of 12 done in the rag quilt style. I’m excited! I’ll post pictures when they are done – I really hope she likes them!!

Happy belated St Patty’s Day!!

Baby Boxer Man

Dayton loves to be in the basement with the boxing gloves and the punching bag – these pictures are like 4 or 5 weeks old – maybe more, but let’s face it, I am WAY behind on blogging… so enjoy it when you can get it…

Crafty

Where in the World?

It's true. I have been neglecting you lately. Why? Too busy. It's not school keeping me so busy, nor is it work or my plethora of children or my pregnancy or Kamron... it's not even the television occupying my time. What on earth could is possibly be then? Well, I'll tell you. This:

Those are blankets and burp cloths my friends. All hand crafted by yours truly. Truth is I always wanted a rag quilt for my babies and I secretly hoped that someone would get me one. No such luck. Then my fabulous younger sister Sharli (not to be confused with Samantha who is equally fabulous) taught me how to make them!!! Woot! (That was for you Sam) Turns out she got a sewing machine for Christmas and her mother-in-law is now teaching her how to use it by making a rag quilt. I am so thrilled!! However, there is one issue... I'm addicted. I couldn't stop at just one... I made a girl one and then a boy one (Cuz who knows which gender this new baby will be...) and then I made another boy one for my cousin, and now I've also ventured into making rag-quilt burp cloths and diaper changing pads... It's a sickness really. And I still have enough fabric left over to make roughly 3 more blankets and 20+ burp cloths and such. Yikes. I even scare myself. Anywho - I've done all this in the past 3 weeks... and congrats to Sharli who just finished her first one yesterday (Or maybe it was the day before..)

Latest Things to Escape Oaklee's Mouth...

Mom guess what? Last night I had a big drink in my belly

Mom your bed is so bouncy!

Mom, you're a total freak show!

Bubba dum bubba dum in a jish

Like a Battlefield like a battlefield like a battlefield! (Sung at the top of her lungs while dancing on a chair)

Mom, I love your body.

Just call me Watermelon