I have been offically called to repentance by my sister for not posting pictures of Adam’s 3rd Birthday party and of Kelsey’s blessing – well of her dressed up anyway. So, here they are! Adam turned 3 years old on Friday. I can’t believe my baby boy is 3. When did that happen? I know I have another baby, but I still think of Adam as my baby. Anyway, we just had a small family party. Adam wanted a Spongebob Squarepants cake. [photopress:100_4892.jpg,full,centered]The kids had to have party hats, as always, so here’s a cute picture of Mary in hers.[photopress:100_4889.jpg,full,centered]And of course, the best part for Adam was opening presents. He got a new baseball bat (and a glove, which Jon thought was totally cool!) Just so you know, the bat worries me on many levels![photopress:100_4897.jpg,full,centered]As for Kelsey, we blessed her today at church. It was really neat to have the whole family there. Well, almost all of the family. We missed our North Carolina Family and Elder Van (but don’t tell them, they might think we like them!) Here are a few pictures:[photopress:100_4901.jpg,full,centered]I think this next one is my favorite I took today. Emily is SO photogenic! Hopefully since Kelsey looks like her, she’ll be that way too![photopress:100_4902.jpg,full,centered]Then, one of actual smiling.[photopress:100_4903_1.jpg,full,centered]And, this one just cause I think it’s cute and kinda sweet![photopress:100_4904.jpg,full,centered]And the last one of me and Kelsey, mostly because I never post any pictures of myself![photopress:100_4906.jpg,full,centered]
They say the first step to overcoming a problem is admitting that you have one. In that spirit, I must confess to being addicted to watching the TV show “Alias”. Now, some of you might be wondering what that even is. Very simply, it is the best show ever about a girl spy named Sydney Bristow who can beat even the big guys who have guns with a well placed round kick. Kelsey was even almost named Sydney. Jon kept joking we were going to name her Sydney Bristow Gee. Sadly, the show is no longer on TV, so I must watch the seasons on DVD. I realized I had a problem when I got up in the middle of the night to feed Kelsey. Of course, I cannot just sit and do nothing, so I turned on “Alias”. After she was done eating AND back in bed, I returned to the couch to watch more. So, the next day when Mom told me I looked tired, I felt a little guilty taking the nap she offered me. I was tired because I was too addicted to a TV show to turn it off and go to bed. I have realized I have a problem, and I am working on overcoming it.Oh, and before you all mock me, I know there are things you are all addicted to. Randi and shoes, Mom and anything on sale, Dad and whipped cream, Jeff and blogs, Jennie and Dirk Nowitzki, Jon and Sports Center. So, just think about that before you make fun of me! At least I’ve admitted I have a problem!
So, it snowed today. HOORAY! Well, maybe I should clarify that. It was actually mostly sleet with a sprinkling of snow on top. But we here in Texas call that snow. Hey, it’s white, so what more do you want? Since this only happens once or twice a year, we figured we needed to play. So, we proudly present. . . our sleet/snowman![photopress:100_4880.jpg,full,centered]The kids named him Frosty. Pretty original. I personally thought we should name him Jon-as-a-teenager, or perhaps Aubrey-in-the-morning. Oh well, I was outvoted. [photopress:100_4879.jpg,full,centered]The kids also had fun throwing snowballs. Somehow, most of the snowballs seemed to be aimed at me.[photopress:100_4883.jpg,full,centered]As for Kelsey, she didn’t join in the fun. But here’s a cute picture of her anyway! Enjoy![photopress:100_4878_00.jpg,full,centered]
Jon here…I just have a funny story to pass on about the crazy things that kids say. We had the missionaries over for dinner last night and they also stayed for Family Home Evening. We were recounting the story of Ammon and the great service that he did for the Lamanites. Throughout the story I would ask the kids simple little questions to help them understand more. Well, it got to the part of the story where Ammon was anxious to help gather the sheep after they were scattered so that he could show forth the power of God to the other servants. My simple little question then was “What is the power of God?” I was looking for the Priesthood. I had to lead them a little bit, and I asked them “What is it that the Deacons hold?” I could see Robbie and Emily thinking, then Emily proudly exclaimed “Weapons!” Immediately, through all of the laughter, I imagined a front row at Church full of Deacons getting ready to pass the Sacrament while reloading their guns and making sure their knives were sharp enough to handle any situation. Then the image of them passing the Sacrament while tapping their guns so as to make sure that everybody knew who was in control. Just hilarious! So, everybody watch out for those Deacons who are packin’ heat!
I have wanted an Easy Bake Oven since I was a little girl. Somehow, the idea of being able to cook something by the power of a lightbulb was exciting. So, you can imagine how ecstatic I was when Emily asked for an Easy Bake Oven for Christmas. I was going to get to live vicariously through my daughter!Jon doesn’t understand this fascination. He just keeps pointing out that we have a real oven that makes real food. On Saturday night, Emily wanted to make a treat for everyone in the family with her Easy Bake Oven. 45 minutes later, we had managed to produce 6 quarter size cookies (with frosting!) that were roughly as hard as, well, a rock. And at $7.00 for the bag that makes 12 cookies, they were a bargain at only $.58 a cookie! I think I am beginning to see Jon’s point. I could have made real cookies in less time, they would have cost less, and they would have tasted better. Oh, to be a child again and not care about things like taste and cost! For Emily, the fascination was in the process, and probably had something to do with the fact that the oven is pink. Oh well. The kids didn’t seem to care how long it took or how bad the cookies tasted. As for me, I think I’ll stick with my real oven and real cookies!
I’m tired. I know that’s probably a shocker to anyone who has ever had a newborn. I don’t get a lot of sleep. Another shocker. Well, last night, Jon (my very sweet, supportive, wonderful husband!) told me he would stay up with Kelsey so that I could sleep. He was even going to do the middle of the night feeding. What, a whole night of sleep just for me?!? I haven’t had that in almost 7 weeks! I was so excited! At 11:00, I sent Jon upstairs with Kelsey, who was still stirring, although she was asleep. And I went to bed, and didn’t wake up until 6:30 this morning! Do you have any idea how good 7 1/2 hours of sleep feels? I have so much energy! It’s amazing!The best part of this story isn’t that I got to sleep, although that was wonderful. The best part is that when I woke up this morning, I thanked Jon for taking care of Kelsey for me. He then looked at me panicked, and said “What? You didn’t get up with Kelsey?” It turns out Kelsey slept through the night! Jon had put her to bed at 11:40, and she didn’t wake up until 6:45. And she hadn’t eaten since 9:00! So, it was a doubly wonderful night. We don’t plan on it lasting, but we’re grateful for the night we got! Thanks Kelsey!
My last post , only about 12 hours old, is about how I am going to count my blessings when things are hard. I think Heavenly Father must be testing me to see if I really mean it. This morning marked the first Sunday of our return to 9:00 church. YIPPEE! We have been looking forward to this forever. I managed to get myself up, get the kids dressed and fed and to church. And we were even early so that I could put up a bulletin board for Primary. I thought life was pretty good.Then Adam decided to throw up during sacrament. Not just Sacrament meeting, but the actual passing of the sacrament. So, it was quiet, and it was really disruptive. He managed to get the floor, the pew, himself (including his back, although we’re not sure how he managed that!), me, and Kelsey. What a talented kid. I had to frantically motion Jon down from the stand, trying to be inconspicuous. We got him home, and a sweet sister from our ward sat with Robbie and Emily so they didn’t have to come too.The blessing part of this one took me a little while. There’s not a whole lot that is good about being thrown up on during church. I finally came up with three. First, Kelsey had to eat anyway, so then I didn’t have to figure out how to take 3 other kids with me to feed her. Secondly, we changed Kelsey’s blessing from today because Mom and Dad were gone, and it would have been a little hard with Adam throwing up all over. Third, everyone around me was so sweet. One brother asked if he could get me some wet paper towels. The sister behind me passed me a bag of wet wipes. And the other sister sat with my kids. People amaze me sometimes! Anyway, I have proven I can do it. See, there are blessings even when things are hard!
Today was one of those days. Everyone has them. This was mine. It started long before I ever got up, mostly because I have children. And I’m pretty sure that those children have meetings about what to do to make my life harder. Today also happened to be the one Saturday a year that Jon works. As I sit here listening to Kelsey scream at me for some unknown reason, I reflect on my day.I went grocery shopping with 4 kids on a Saturday – TWICE. The first visit was Sam’s Club this morning. The kids were actually really good. Until I thought I would be a nice Mom and buy them pizza for lunch. Why do kids always make you regret doing nice things for them? They only had one piece of pepperoni pizza, which I figured was okay because Emily always picks the pepperonis off and then eats it. That’s basically cheese pizza, so we got one slice of that too. I figured the boys could share the pepperoni. Nothing is ever that easy. I sent Emily and Robbie to sit down while Adam and I got drinks. We got to the table to find that Emily had Robbie eat all the pepperonis off that slice. Now, Adam didn’t have pepperoni pizza, and everyone refused to touch the cheese pizza. Seriously, what? Reasoning didn’t work. Threats didn’t work. No one would eat that cheese pizza. I give up. Later, we went to Wal-Mart, where again the kids were pretty good. It was everyone else. Why does everyone at Wal-Mart stand in the middle of the aisle so that you can’t get by? I’ll stand there for 2 or 3 minutes, waiting for them to move, muttering under my breath, while my kids run circles around the cart and pull random things off the shelf. Do they seriously not notice the angry woman with 4 kids waiting not-so-patiently to get by? By the time I left, I was NOT in a good mood.After dinner, the kids were playing with Magnetix. All of a sudden, I heard choking from upstairs. I ran up to find that Adam had stuffed his mouth full of the little magnetic marbles, and had choked on them. The good news was that he got them out of his mouth. The bad news is that he threw up all over the carpet to do so. I finally got the kids to bed, and it was time to give Kelsey a bath. I got her all ready to go, which means naked, and was standing checking the bath water to make sure it wasn’t too hot. You know, trying to be a good Mom. All of the sudden I realized that I was dripping. No wait, Kelsey had peed on me. Oh, yay, the icing on this wonderful day! With all the fun I had today, I have been just a little cranky. Then I realized that although my kids make me crazy some days, and people at Wal-Mart make me crazy some days, every one of these little trials has a silver lining. I have enough money to buy food. Robbie is considerate enough to help his little sister by eating the pepperonis for her. My kids have a personality, even if it is stubborn. I can actually take 4 kids to the store with me. Adam did not choke to death on the Magnetix. I have 4 new bottles of Spot Shot I bought today at Sam’s Club to clean the carpet. Kelsey is healthy. I have a washer to wash clothes. I have one less diaper to change. I have a wonderful husband, who will eventually come home and help me.So, the point of this long ramble is that from now on I am going to try harder to see the bright side of things. I just need to remember to count my blessings.
For Christmas this year, Mom gave us a pass to the zoo. WOO HOO! Today, we got to use them for the first of many times. Here’s a few pictures and a big thank you! The kids were so excited to go . . . and I was so excited to have something to entertain them with! THANKS![photopress:100_4864.jpg,full,centered][photopress:100_4866.jpg,full,centered][photopress:100_4870.jpg,full,centered][photopress:100_4871.jpg,full,centered][photopress:100_4873.jpg,full,centered]