Snippets

It’s just so hard to sit down and write out my thoughts for my blog. I’m not sure why. It’s not like I don’t have the time during the day when the kids are at school and it’s just Collin and me at home. I guess I have let my priorities shift. I do find time to share a quick little status update several times a day on Facebook. I’m a lot less wordy there than I am here, but I still say the same things there I would have said here. Sooooo… I’m going to share a few of my “gems” of late (statuses and some comments). Most of my blog readers are my Facebook friends, so it’s not like this is going to be anything new for you to read. However, my blog is a lot longer lasting and I have visions of printing it all off into book (journal?) form someday. Not so with Facebook. There are so many things there that I share that I don’t want to forget. Here are a few of those things.

Sept. 1
Listening to the MoTab station on Pandora this beautiful Sunday morning when Parker runs out of his room and excitedly asks, “Is today General Conference????”  You would *think* he’s excited to hear the Prophet and other leaders speak, but no. General Conference means no church clothes and having to sit in church for 3 hours.

Aug. 31
Hand wash only clothes are dopey, stupid, and dumb.

When I was a kid and I ate Lucky Charms cereal for breakfast, I would try not to eat the marshmallows until the very end. Then it was like eating a bowl of marshmallows and milk. Yum! Now, as an adult I eat Special K Chocolatey Delight and all the chocolate pieces fall to the bottom of the bowl so I get to save that for the end and it’s like eating a bowl of chocolate and milk. Yum! Moral if the story? I’m still a kid and I save the good stuff for last.

In response to Karen:  Well, I say Lucky Charms, but it was pretty much whatever store brand. And when I say “when I was a kid”, I think I mean, “When I went to college and bought all the sugar cereal I could”.

Aug. 27
Watching a cute little girl while her mom runs to the doctor this morning means I get to watch My Little Pony on Netflix. Livin’ the dream, folks.

6:30 am orchestra for the almost-11 year old is going to kill me. If I don’t kill the almost 11-year old first. — feeling irritated.

Aug. 26
Got to have rehearsal in the middle of a dust storm tonight… until the rain drenched us and we went inside. That was fun. (Actually, it really was kind of fun!!)

Looking up sparkly/shiny headbands for my Higley guard. Who needs daughters? Between my two guards, I have 11.

Aug. 23
Oh man, kids using air quotes. Life is so “great”. 

Aug. 16
When my 10 year old is running after me to get my attention (because I’ve started driving away and he left his trumpet in the van), he looks an awful lot like Kermit the Frog. Arm flail!!! Aaaahhhhhhhh!!!!! (I’m still giggling over it.)

Aug. 14
Note to myself:
Perspective. Gain some because your happiness is riding on it. Hey Sariah… breathe, relax, and quit comparing yourself to an ideal that doesn’t exist. Also, your kids are smart, funny, and downright good kids. Ease up on them and don’t forget to tell them how great they did today and that you love them. One last thing… take your medication, Sariah. It will help. 

Aug. 6
Why yes, that was me, playing outside in the rain with my toddler. And yes, I did indeed let him sit and lay down in the gutter puddles. He had a blast and was adorable. I drew the line at him trying to drink the gutter puddle water…

Aug. 1
So yesterday I’m shaving my legs when I find this giant, hard bump on the back of my leg and I think, “What the heck is *that*??” and then I realize… It’s my calf muscle!!! Friends, my calf muscles are getting so awesome! Thank you, marching band/color guard.

June 24
The kids played with two of their cousins outside in the grass, jumping over a creek, and racing pinecones and sticks down the creek and under the bridge. Now *this* is a summer vacation!! — feeling nostalgic.

June 17
I got told over and over again today by an intermediate flute student that I am “AWESOME”. Totally made my day. (Man, I miss teaching private lessons!)

May 30
“This is not a democracy. This is a MOMocracy.”
Oh yeah, I really said that tonight. Bring it on, kids.

May 23
The kindergarteners in Parker’s class were all asked what they want to be when they grow up and where do they want to live. Parker wants to be a dad and live in Idaho. 

May 18
Baptism Day for Dallin!!! 

May 2
Isn’t it great?? Dallin is EIGHT!!! Happy birthday to my wonderful, precocious, smart, funny, active, not-so-little boy. 

May 1
Collin is ONE YEAR OLD!!! Wow!!! This first year went far too fast.

 

Date Night?

The family (and my brother Charles, who is visiting us this week) was driving home from the Music Instrument Museum the other day when Parker suddenly sighed and said, “I want to go on a date with Ellie.”

Okay. “Parker, do you know what a date is?”

“Yes. You go on a date. With girls.”

“Parker, you’re not allowed to date until your 16, buddy.”

Sad face from Parker. “Oh. I just wanted to go on a date with Ellie.”

“What do you do on dates?”

“You know. I don’t know. But there is lots of kissing.”

“Who told you that, Parker?”

“My brain. And Aiden.”

Aiden, who was reading a book in the very back seat, gives a sly smile. Charles whispers, “Fist bump, man!” and the two seem proud of themselves.

Obviously, I have a lot on my plate when these boys become teenagers!!

The Things They Say

I know I complain about my job quite a bit, but I really do like it. There is a really good vibe at my school and I get along with all the teachers there. Everyone is super nice and helpful, and I get to talk to Sarah (who was in my ward before we moved out here). The kids can be super fun and cute, too.

In many of my toddler classes, we have been reading a book and singing songs about a safari and jungle animals and the like. I decided to “take” the kids on a bear hunt. You know: “Goin’ on a bear hunt (Goin’ on a bear hunt)/ I’m not afraid (I’m not afraid)” and so on until you come to an obstacle, then it’s “Can’t go over it/ Can’t go under it/ Can’t go around it…”

Well, we got to a wide river and I said to the 2 year olds “Got to swim through it.” As most of us started to move our arms and “swim”, little J piped up with “Well, to swim I need to put on my Michael Phelps goggles.”

The assistant and I laughed so hard. Of course you need Michael Phelps goggles to swim. Silly us!!

A couple weeks ago we were about to read a book about beetles (the kids had just done stuff with lady bugs in their garden) and I asked my other 2 year old class “Who knows what a beetle is?” thinking that they would see the pictures on the front of this book and make a guess (like “a ladybug!!”).

Most of the kids start yelling things out about bugs, but sweet little R says, “I know that they sing Obladee obladah life goes on… Those are The Beatles, Sariah.”

Again, I started to laugh, then told R just how awesome he is. Those are The Beatles. Just not the beetles we were talking about!

I don’t know where the kids come up with some of these crazy things, but they sure make me laugh. And laugh for the rest of the day. And that one statement out of any of them is enough to keep me going.

Legendary!

I love Neil Patrick Harris. I mean, I really, really love this guy! I adore him as Barney on How I Met Your Mother (best comedy out there right now, IMHO), and I could watch Dr. Horrible’s Sing-along Blog a million times. Remember Doogie Howser, MD?? I actually didn’t get to watch it a lot (it wasn’t on Mom’s approved list) but when I did get to see it, well, how could you not love a cute teenage genius doctor on TV?? Heh.

Neil Patrick Harris (or NPH, as I’m going to refer to him from now on because it’s just easier to type and it makes me sound like a bigger fan than I am) hosted Saturday Night Live last night. Yup, I stayed up to watch it. There were, of course, the normal not quite funny bits to the show… but I have to say that whenever NPH was on, it was funny. I thought so, anyway. I enjoy a chuckle or two each Saturday night, but there is usually one skit that has me laughing loudly each week. This week it was the digital short. I mean, this was just freakin’ hilarious! I had to look it up on YouTube just to watch it again today. And now… I share it with you:

Positive Thinking From Dallin

Just so you guys don’t think I’m always negative and always complaining, I thought I’d share a funny thing from Dallin. He got to pick out a video today, and he chose a particular Blue’s Clues DVD we have that is titled “Getting to Know Joe”. It’s the episodes where they make the transition from Steve to Joe. Anyway, for some reason, Dallin does not like the title as it’s written. Must be too negative for his 3 year old brain, because he repeatedly asked for “Blue’s Clues Getting to Yes Joe”. And don’t you dare correct him! He insists it is “Yes Joe”. Silly boy. 🙂

Camping and Pumpkins and Primary, Oh My!

Last week was Fall Break for Ches and Aiden (my school doesn’t have Fall Break, but I only work 2 days a week) so I decided I was done with our family never doing anything or going anywhere.  I went to work Monday, and once I got home we loaded the van and went camping.  We got out a couple of hours later than I had originally planned, but since Ches and I are used to setting our tent up in the dark, it wasn’t that big of a deal. 🙂
In the tent

We got there, set up the tent, and went to sleep. It got down to the low 40s during the night, so we were pretty cold, but it wasn’t horrible. I think the worst was waking up in the middle of the night to hear coyotes screaming. That’s what it sounded like, anyway. Screaming. It was so freaky!!

On Tuesday, we got in the van and started to drive, just to see what there was. We were camping just outside of Payson. Not too far away we saw the sign for the Tonto Natural Bridge in Tonto National Park, so we decided to check it out. It was so fun! We got to take a small hike to see a waterfall, and we had a picnic lunch while we were there.
Cheese!

After lunch, we jumped back in the van and continued to drive. The boys fell asleep, and we woke them up to see Potato Lake. They liked seeing all the animal tracks around the lake and climbing on the fallen trees.
On the tree

We drove up Kehl Ridge, and at the top got to see a gorgeous view. I’m not a photographer, and I’m sure I had my camera settings wrong, so this just doesn’t do it justice.
The View

That night, back at camp, we roasted marshmallows and made s’mores and had hot chocolate. The kids had a blast running around, “collecting firewood” (which really meant picking up sticks and throwing them into the campfire).

Wednesday morning we packed up and went home. It was a short camping trip, but perfect for us right now. We figured out that Parker has never actually been out of Phoenix… he’s never been in the car for more than an hour at a time! He had a hard time that first night. Parker really didn’t like being strapped in the car for so long. (Driving to Texas for Christmas is going to be interesting)

On Saturday Ches and I took the kids to Vertuccio Farms, which is a farmer’s market, pumpkin patch, corn maze, and more. The kids jumped in a bouncy house, pet and fed some farm animals, and ran through a hay bale maze for kids. Then, as a family, we went through the corn maze. That didn’t go over as well!!
corn maze
Yay sheep!!
The boys

It was a good week, overall. Until Sunday.

Sundays are hard. It’s hard to be dressed up and have to sit quietly and be reverent during chruch. I get that. But Aiden has SUCH an attitude lately! As you may know, I’m the song leader in Primary (basically the children’s church). We had just started Singing Time when a sister from the Relief Society (the women’s organization) came in to make an announcement. They were getting a group together for whoever wanted to join to make rag quilts. She was showing some quilts as an example and said, “So if you are interested, let me know…” when Aiden stands up and says very loudly, “My family is NOT interested in THAT!”

I was SO embarrassed. I told him to sit down. I actually am interested in participating in this activity. Aiden just thinks it’s girly and is anti anything girly these days. It’s one thing to not want the pink cereal bowl, however. It’s quite another to be rude in front of the entire Primary. So he got quite an earful after church (even though when I went to apologize to the sister for Aiden’s rudeness, she just laughed it off and said she can’t wait to tell her grown kids about it. At least she thought it was cute!) and we’re working on limiting outbursts now.

Today is a new day. I’m cleaning and cooking and baking and ignoring the kids who are begging for ice cream for breakfast. I don’t have to work today, and we have friends coming over for Thanksgiving. Hooray!! it’s a great day today!!

Alias

We’ve been married for 10 years, 2 months, and 24 days.  Last night I learned something completely new about Ches.  I had NO idea, and I NEVER would have expected this.

Ches gives out a fake name when at restaurants and the like.  He is so tired of the same conversation whenever he makes an order. It goes a little something like this:

Ches:  I’d like a Venti Hot Chocolate and a blueberry muffin, please.

barista:  Your name?

Ches:  Ches.

barista:  Chet?

Ches: no, Ches.

barista:  Jeff?

Ches:  No, Ches.

barista:  Chase?

As you can see, this can go on for a while.  So he started giving a fake name.

barista;  Your name?

Ches:  Ricky.

Apparantly, he just says the first name that comes to him.  He said once it was even some hispanic name.  Yeah, because he looks like a Latino!  heh.  He said it’s just easier and no one ever makes a mistake with Joe or Andy or something.  He’s just really surprised I haven’t been doing it most of my life.

Seriously, I had no idea.  This is so not like him.  It’s just cracking me up.  He’s actually a really funny guy, but most people don’t get to see this side of him.

It’s A New Year!!

Yes, folks, I’m still alive. Somehow. I made it through a stressful holiday season, although my house is still a total mess (except for the kitchen… thank you Ches!!) and I have a few more days before I send Ches and Aiden back to school and I can get into a routine again. The wierd part is just how tired I am this week. I spent the first day of 2008 sleeping. Seriously. I didn’t wake up until 11:30 am, and I took several naps thoughout the day. I hope this doesn’t set a tone for how all of 2008 goes.

I look back on 2007, and I can’t say that I’ve really accomplished a lot. I feel like I’ve merely existed this past year and I need to do so much more than just take up a little space on this planet.

Resolutions seem so passe’, have you noticed? No one wants to admit to making a New Year’s Resolution because they are usually broken by 12:08 am on New Year’s Day. However, it’s a good time to look back, reflect, and decide on what and how to change things for the future. I didn’t make any resolutions last year, and maybe that was part of my problem. Several years ago (when Aiden was still a baby) I made resolutions. I wrote them down, and I gave myself a timeline for each resolution, too. I didn’t keep every single one of them, but I did accomplish a lot more that year. I’m thinking I’m going to do that again this year. Give me a few more days and I’ll write it out for you guys.

One resolutions I will give is this: I am going back to writing a lot. I want to keep up my blog more frequently (it is my journal, after all), and I’m going to keep up my novel that I started for NaNoWriMo. Hopefully I’ll have it done before next November’s NaNoWriMo!! Hee hee. I need these things for my own sanity. You all know how much I love comments and need affirmation, though. So leave lots and lots of comments, and I’ll do the same for you. Deal? Good.

I received “The Official Scrabble Players Dictionary (Fourth Edition)” for Christmas this year, so watch out, all of you on Facebook who play Scrabbulus with me. I’m gonna just get better and better. Yay me!

Oh, and a funny story about Aiden before I end this completely wierd and random entry… the other night Ches sat down with a chocolate chip cookie and a glass of milk when suddenly three boys descended on him, begging for cookies of their own. It was a blur of faces and voices, and they got right in Ches’ face. So I said, “Hey, can you guys at least give Dad a chance to breathe??” The kids backed off, and Aiden walked into the kitchen. Aiden turned to Dallin and said with complete sincerity, “I’m going to stay right here and wait for Dad to get done breathing.”

Could you ask for a sweeter son? Or a more entertaining child? I didn’t think so.