It happens every 2 years. I just can’t help it. I spend most of my free time glued to the television. Yes, it’s the Olympics. Anyone who knows me well knows how much I love the Olympics. When I was a teenager, I would buy the TV guide for the Olympics and religiously follow everything. Now, I check the NBC Olympics website several times a day just to see who has won what and how many medals the US has won.My poor husband is forced to watch womens gymnastics . . . and this year, even men’s gymnastics. I’ve apologized numerous times to him, and every time he sort of rolls his eyes and says “We do this every two years,” in a longsuffering tone of voice.It doesn’t even matter what sport is on. It could be badmiton or fencing or the 1500M run – none of which I ever watch normally. But, slap a USA jersey on them, and I am riveted. I can tell you all sorts of useless facts about people and events. I got excited when the US men swept the 400 M hurdles. I can’t even tell you how far 400 meters is. But, darn it, I was excited. I actually yelled and pumped my fist when the mens 4×100 freestyle medley swimming team came from behind and won the gold medal. Jason Lezak rocks!There are a few things I don’t understand: Laser Radial for instance. Does anyone actually know what that is? I didn’t either. It’s apparently some sort of sailing sport. I watched it, but it was really boring. Seriously.And what is up with BMX racing at the Olympics? That’s just weird. What’s next, Olympic rollerblading?And why are they getting rid of softball and baseball, and keeping things like trampoline? Does that make any sort of sense?On the plus side, Jon and I finally found a sport that we could compete in at the Olympics. The 20 km walk. That’s right . . . WALK. You mean, all I have to do is walk? Is there a specific form that we have to use? I think we’re going to begin training right away. Step one: Go to the gym. Step two: Get on the treadmill. Step three: Walk. Whew, I’m exhausted just thinking about it.So, bring it on. I’m sure there are a few of you (namely, my brothers) who are going to mock me. But, I love the Olympics. Go USA!
Last Sunday (wow, I am behind!), I took a couple of random, but nonetheless cute, pictures!First up, Kelsey! (You knew Kelsey had to be in here if we were talking about cute!)At snack time, I gave Kelsey a bag of Cheez-Its. Apparently, the bag was not large enough, so she had to find a bigger container to hold her crackers!Second, Robbie. Robbie got scriptures from his Mimi and Paw Paw for his birthday. On Sunday morning, Robbie came down and informed me that he wanted to read his scriptures. And he wanted to read the Bible. After directing him away from Genesis, he happily started reading in Matthew. Okay, he only read about 2 verses, but still, pretty impressive! What a good kid!
Time to play catch up . . .On 8/8/08 at 8:03 p.m. Robbie officially turned 8! That is a lot of 8’s! Since he had such a unique 8th birthday, we decided to make it the day of 8. We did/ate 8 things that Robbie loved: Had waffles, went to the zoo, read books, had peanut butter & jelly, played video games, had Shepherd’s Pie for dinner (he could have had anything, and that’s what he picked!), had chocolate cake and spent time with family. It was a great day! First up was the zoo:After the zoo we came home for rest time – which meant that the kids rested and Mommy attempted to make a birthday cake. For years, I have refused to make my kids cakes. I’m not a huge fan of boxed cake mixes, and I think the store bought ones are prettier and yummier. But, I’ve kind of felt like a slacker mom for not making cakes for my kids, so I thought I would attempt it this year. Do you know what I learned? I may have some talents, but cake making is not among them. Robbie wanted a Lego cake. I thought, no problem. I’ll just make a 9×13 cake, cut it in half and stack the halves on each other. Then I’ll bake another thinner cake and cut out round circles to be the peg parts of the Lego. I’ll glue them on with frosting and slap some icing on the whole thing and voila! It would be a work of art. And it was . . . until the whole icing thing. I only show this picture so that you understand my total ineptitude for cake making:And, that’s the good side. After a small *cough* nervous breakdown, Jon stopped and bought a different cake, although he refused to eat it. He (as well as Randi and CJ) insisted that they eat my cake. They even said it was good, although I think that may have been sheer self-preservation on their part. Adam, however, refused to eat the Lego cake. He said it looked funny. Ah, the honesty of a 4-year old. Robbie, my amazing 8-year-old, told me that he thought it looked cool and that he wanted to eat it. I just love that boy! What a great kid!So, Happy Birthday (last week) little buddy! Thanks for putting up with your crazy Mom and loving me no matter what I do! I’m so glad that you are part of our family! I love you!
I really should be sleeping right now. It is about 2:15 in the morning. But I can’t. I have too many emotions and thoughts swirling in my head. I need to write them down, and then, maybe, I will be able to sleep.My oldest son, Robbie, was baptized today. It was the most amazing experience. Everything didn’t quite go as planned. There were plumbers working at the building, and we weren’t sure we would have water. Then, we did have water, but it only came up to about Robbie’s knees. The room was about 400 degrees and we were all melting. We were going to Chili’s for dinner after with all our family, but a punk teenager decided to be a jerk and we ended up eating dinner at my Mom’s house.You know what, though? None of those things mattered. And, I didn’t even stress out! (Which is saying a lot!) Robbie got baptized! It was such a sweet service. I am so proud of my little son. Jon and I were talking tonight about what an amazing kid he is. He is so sweet and innocent. Robbie is my kid who will walk up to me when I’m having a hard day, give me a hug, and say “Mom, I’m sorry you’re having a hard day.” I am so blessed to have such a son.I have so many sweet memories of today. The talks given by Robbie’s grandmothers were fabulous. All of his aunts and both his grandmothers sang “When I Am Baptized” and it was so sweet. Jon’s voice broke as he was baptizing him. My “little” brother gave the opening prayer, and I realized what an amazing man he has become. We have the most wonderful family. I can’t even begin to express how grateful I am for all of them. When we were all added together, we took up about half the room. And in the other half the room were some of the people we love most in the world. What a privilege it was to be with all of them today.One last note. I missed my Dad terribly today, especially when Robbie was being confirmed. But, I am so grateful for things like this, because even though it hurts, I know he was right there with us. And so, even though it might be hard, I am grateful for the chance it gives me to feel a little closer to him. Thank you to all of our friends and family who made this such a wonderful and memorable experience. We love you all! (And yes, I am crying at 2:30 in the morning. Man, I am a wimp!)
So, you know how baseball players get in a slump and don’t play very well? I’ve decided I’m in a blogging slump. Maybe it’s just the lazy days of summer. Who knows? It’s not like we don’t do anything. We’re actually pretty busy considering it’s summer. We go to the free movies every week. We swim a lot. We even visited the Bureau of Engraving and saw how they made money. (No pictures though because we couldn’t take in cameras or phones or anything electrical!) But, I just don’t feel like anything is blog worthy. The kids must be in a slump too, because no one has done anything exceptionally cute that I just HAD to blog about. Weird. But, be ready. The slump is about to be over! In the next two weeks we have Robbie’s birthday, baptism and birthday party, as well as a trip to Sea World, my Grandma’s 70th birthday party and a Rangers game. So, consider yourselves warned!