Archive for September, 2008

So Brave!

I am so proud of myself! I was just at the store, buying some milk, when the grocery checker asked if I’d like to donate a dollar for the Race for the Cure. I said, “No, I’m doing the 3 Day Walk in November, so I’m putting my money for that.” The checker imediately knew what I was talking about and said, “Oh, don’t you have to raise like, $2200?” I replied, “Yes, exactly. Sooooo… would you like to donate towards my goal?” And she said YES!!!!!!!! I got brave and threw it out there, and she said yes!! So I gave her my online information and talked to her for a minute (turns out she’s a breast cancer survivor and is donating money “all over town” to people. Heh.) and now I feel really, really good.

I’ve got less than a month and a half and a loooooong way to go. You can still donate, too! Click here. Tell your friends and family. October is Breast Cancer Awareness month or something. Why not celebrate by helping me reach my goals?! Remember, if I don’t raise that money, I don’t get to walk. While the purpose of the walk isn’t for me to walk, it’s for me to raise as much money as I can, I really want to be able to walk. I can’t do it without you!!  Together, we can make a difference!

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A Message For Aiden

Happy birthday to my firstborn!! I can’t believe you are already SIX years old! It has flown by. We love you so much, and we’re so glad you’re a part of this family. You are friendly, kind, smart, and such a good big brother. Not a day goes by that we aren’t thankful to have you. Happy birthday!!

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Girl’s Night… Kind Of

I just got an email from one of the girls at church. Since all the guys will be attending the Priesthood session of General Conference Saturday night, this girl said we are all going to get together at the park with our kids. Everyone should bring napkins and drinks and $5 for pizza. And someone is going to run to Little Ceaser’s and get the pizza.

Finally! An activity I can attend because I don’t have to find a sitter! Finally! An activity I can attend because I don’t have to be somewhere else! Finally! An activity I can attend because I want to attend!

I had a really hard weekend, and I’m basically in the feel-sorry-for-myself mode. I don’t feel great about where we live, and while everyone else seems to love it here and all anyone can talk about is how great our neighborhood is, I just don’t feel it. I don’t think it’s a bad place. I just don’t know that it’s so much for me, you know? But then, when I get an email like this, I think I might be okay. I just need to get out there and meet these other moms and kids and have some fun. I don’t get the opportunity to do that a lot, so this should be great. Now I can’t wait for Saturday night!!! :D

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Changes

There may be some pretty drastic changes coming up.  So, while I work on it the next few days, you may not see too much of me.  Just wanted to let you know. :)

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RIP Brenden

Brenden the Fish passed away during the night. Aiden is, of course, completely hearbroken. He keeps asking me questions like “How come goldfish just don’t live all that long?” and “Why do fish float when they’re dead?” and I keep saying “I don’t know.” He finally asked me, “Why don’t you know anything, Mom?”

We had planned on going to the store tomorrow to get Brenden a companion. Now we’re going to get two new fish, but not goldfish. We’ll go someplace like Pet Smart where I’m pretty sure the fish are better off than the ones at Wal Mart (all those fish look half dead in the tanks. No way I’m gonna buy one and have it die the next day!!). And we’ll ask all sorts of questions to make sure we’re getting the right kind of fish for our family. As long as the fish are low maintanence, will be happy in our fishbowl, and won’t die in less than a week, I think they’ll fit in our family just fine. :)

Until then… lots of hugs and backrubs to Aiden. He’ll make it through, it’s just that this was his first pet. He’s very distraught. After school today, Aiden said, “I think Brenden is very sad.” I asked him why, saying “Don’t you think maybe he’s happy, living with Heavenly Father?” Aiden started to cry (again) and said, “No! I think he’s sad because he wants to live with me and I want Brenden to live with me, too!!” Very, very sad.

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What Has It Come To??

Aiden’s birthday is a week from yesterday. Because I have to work on Monday, we decided I’d bring in treats on Friday, and besides, it’s “Friday Fun Day”, so that will be a better day, anyway. I was all excited to make 30+ cupcakes, all looking like Storm Trooper helmets or Darth Vadar heads. Aiden has asked for rice crispie treats, instead. And all the rice crispie treats have to be Darth Vadar. No problem. I can do that. I think.

Except that things have changed since I was in elementary school. We have to buy whatever treats we bring. We aren’t allowed to make them ourselves. And if we DID want to make something, apparantly it can only be done there on campus, in the home ec. room or something. Yeah. That’s not going to happen.

So now I have to find a bakery or something that will make a large batch of Darth Vadar rice crispie treats. Aiden really really really wants that, and since he doesn’t get a birthday party this year, I figure we could get him what he wants rather than me just running to Wal-Mart Friday morning and buying whatever generic cupcakes they have.

I’m not happy about this. Stupid school rules. I understand the need to keep kids safe, especially when there is a peanut allergy or something. But there isn’t one in this class. And how many cases of moms poisoning their child’s birthday cupcakes have there been?? Honestly. I’m sick of having to bow down to every little possibility that is SUCH a small possibility. I bet it’s just someone’s overactive imagination, and that someone is on the state school board (same rules in a different district last year). I bet it’s a case of some overprotective parent somewhere that freaked out at the thought of a stranger being allowed to send in a potentially dangerous cupcake, made a huge ordeal, and now we ALL have to deal with the decision.

I liked being a kid when I was allowed to walk to school or the park by myself. When I brought in homemade cupcakes for my birthday. When I went trick-or-treating and got actual homemade treats from the neighbors. When we had Halloween and Christmas and Valentine’s Day parties, not a “fall harvest” or a “winter celebration”. I liked going out to play with the neighborhood kids and not with my parents. I liked riding my bike without a helmet and kneepads and elbow pads. I like eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and not having to worry about sitting at a certain table or even in a certain room while I ate my peanut butter. Life may have been more dangerous, but we sure didn’t know. It was a lot more simple. A lot easier to be a kid. A lot of fun.

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Sunday I’s

1.  I love not having to cook on the weekends (Ches is the BEST).

2.  I wish I could have taken a Sunday afternoon nap today.

3.  I really enjoyed not having my period for about 3 1/2 years.  Didn’t enjoy the pregnancies so much, but I enjoyed the rest of it. :)

4.  I can’t believe how many family birthdays are at the end of September… Richard, Tim, Aiden, Allen, Emily… I know I forgot a few, huh?

5.  I need more money for my 3 Day Walk: http://08.the3day.org/goto/Sariah.Sharp 

6.  I bought some new clothes at Old Navy yesterday for some AWESOME prices:  shorts ($4.99), skirt ($4.99), capris ($14.95), and sports bra ($15).  

7.  I wore my heels to church today and only started to fall once. :)

8.  I think Brenden the fish needs a friend.  And we should name her Olivia Newton John (thanks Karen).  Aiden thinks we should have another “he” and his name should be Darth Fish.

9.  I think if Aiden wants to write his own thing, he can, but he needs to stop telling me what to write on here and what to erase.  Sorry, bud.  Ain’t gonna happen.

10.  I really need a new haircut/hairstyle.

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Family Addition

As a part of Homecoming Week activities at Ches’ school, a carnival was held tonight that I was able to take the boys to.  The orchestra had a booth selling chocolate bars, cookies, water, and pop, and the bands had a booth where students could play Guitar Hero.  That had a nice long line the whole night. :)   Other booths included things like duct-taping freshmen to a wall, throwing pie in a teacher’s face (Ches was not one of the teachers, which Aiden was very thankful for.  He didn’t think the pie throwing was very nice.), a giant, inflatable obstacle course (the boys loved that one best!), face painting, improv theatre (by the theatre kids, of course!), basketball hoops, a jail (by the senior class… 6 tickets to have someone arrested, 3 tickets to bail them out), and a fishing game (by the fishing club, of course!).  It was a lot of fun for the little kids as well as the “big” high school kids, I think!  Everyone seemed to be having a good time.

We went by the fishing game to see what was to be done, and I guess they thought Aiden was pretty cute or something because they just handed him a prize:  a goldfish!  He still played one of the games (he had to eat a handful of goldfish crackers really fast.  He was supposed to be in a race against Dallin, but Dallin refused to play), but was just ecstatic about his new pet.  His first pet!!  We left the carnival and went straight to Wal-Mart to buy a fishbowl and accessories and fish food. The habitat

Aiden immediately came up with a name.  May I now introduce… (drumroll please)… Brenden Joseph Sharp.
The fish.
By the way… do you know how hard it is to take a picture of a goldfish IN a fishbowl??? As much as I wish I was, I’m not exactly a photographer. Okay, so I have a camera and I take pictures, but that’s it. I took a bajillion pictures, and these are the only decent ones! Crazy. :)

The boys couldn’t be happier. All night Aiden keeps saying, “I can’t believe I won my first pet!” and Dallin keeps talking to the fish, “Hello, Brenden. Are you happy there, Brenden?” Even Parker is focused totally on the fish… of course I need to keep a close eye on him. I caught him trying to play with Brended by pulling the the treasure chest out of the bowl several times. That poor, scared fish. I hope he can handle being in a family of three boys!!

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Forgetful, Not Thoughtless

I have seemingly taught my children many of my bad habits.  Aiden bites his nails.  They all can be heard screaming at each other, “DON’T yell at me!  It’s not nice!”  Parker would eat chocolate all day, every day if given the choice.  And Dallin walks away from instructions from his parents, saying, “I’m just waaaaay too busy.”  Yup.  I’m such a great mommy, huh? 

Please don’t actually answer that out loud, thank you.

Anyrate… Aiden has taken on another of my bad habits.  He is quite forgetful.  Last week, he forgot that I gave him lunch money for a tray, so he had to get a cheese sandwich and plain, old, ordinary, white milk (the alternative for kids who have no lunch).  He came home that day, pretty upset that he had to get a cheese sandwich.  I reminded him that he had the money in his backpack, and I showed it to him.  “Oh,” was his singular, sheepish reply.  So the next morning I showed him the money again and said he could try again and get a tray.

The boy forgot again, and I got an email on Monday telling me to make sure there is money in his lunch account because Aiden was quite “weepy” about having to get a cheese sandwich.  Let me say again… he forgot he had the money.  He didn’t leave it at home.  It was sitting there with him at school all.  Day.  Long.

On Monday, it was Aiden’s turn to bring in snacks for the day.  Because Mom is so forgetful, we had to get up extra early that morning and go to Wal-Mart before school and buy the snacks.  Aiden went to the sitter with the other two boys, and I told him three times to remember to take the snacks on the bus and take them straight into the classroom (I didn’t want him to leave the snacks out at the playground.  I’m sure a bunch of students would just love to find 36 packages of cookies just laying around).  When I went to pick up the Dallin and Parker from the sitter that afternoon… there was the bag of snacks.  The sitter didn’t have a car that day, so she couldn’t take them in (not that she knows what class Aiden is in, but still).  So I was told once again from the school about how weepy Aiden was for forgetting the snacks.  And there was a message on my answering machine when I got home.  (Did I not give the school my cell phone number??  Hello??)

Tuesday Aiden decided not to do his schoolwork at school, so it was sent home with a note to have him finish and return on Wednesday.  Aiden worked well and did all his work.  I even had him write an apology note to his teacher for refusing to do his work.  Everything was in his folder, in his backpack.  When he got home from school today… yup.  There it was.  The folder of completed schoolwork and the apology letter.  He forgot to turn it in.

I know he doesn’t mean to do it.  He’s not a thoughtless child, really.  But Heaven help me, if this keeps up… I just don’t know.  I’m thinking a remembrall would be a really great thing right about now, but then he’d probably be just like Neville and realize that yes, he has forgotten something, but he just can’t remember what it is he’s forgotten.

~sigh~

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Step On A Crack…

The human body is such a strange thing.  You can do the same thing day after day, and one day your body says to you “Hey, I’m gonna shake things up a bit” and there’s not a thing you can do about it.

Yesterday I was putting Dallin and Parker in the van.  I had to bend in and pull Parker before he went to the front seat (his preferred choice of seating arrangements these days, although he’s never been allowed to sit in the front).  Suddenly and without any kind of warning, I felt a sharp pain in my lower back.  It quite literally knocked me to my knees.  I’m still not sure what happened, but let me tell you I am in PAIN.  I can’t sit.  I can’t walk.  I definitely can’t stand.  I can only lay down in one position.

I tried the heat treatment yesterday, and last night Ches bought me a new ice pack, so I’m trying that today.  I had an ice pack on my back during the night last night and it seemed to really help.  I have a bunch of pain medication left from my c-section, and that has helped ease my pain from excruciating to just a lot.  Whatever helps.

Of course it happens on a day that I had to drive all the way to my new work and on the day Ches has a night rehearsal and doesn’t get home until very late and on the day before Ches has an away football game, so won’t be home until late tonight.  My kids are watching a lot of movies last night and all day today.

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