Moving on...

We're moving 35 miles away. Isn't that interesting? Actually we aren't sure where we are moving yet, but the good news is that this time we are actually moving! 

Words can't express my frustration with living in a two bedroom/one bathroom sized duplex. I have had it. The frustrating thing about this move will be pulling everything out of every nook and cranny that it has been stuffed in this tiny place. I may scream when I realize just how much junk we have.

Also, don't even ask me about what a wonderful task it will be to move the garage. We still have an unfinished Jeep in there, plus spare Jeep parts and tools and more tools. It doesn't sound like a lot, but I'd say we have just as much in the garage as the house. Trevor has an enormous arsenal of tools.

Growing

Phoebe is becoming a little lady. She is friends with EVERYONE. I'm not kidding. She has this way of making everyone she talks to feel as if they are the most special person in the world.

I made a very important decision today though. I'm not sending Phoebe to Kindergarten next year. I don't really know how to explain my feelings on this, she's just not ready. I am ready to send her, but it would not be for the right reasons. I just can't do it.

To Flip or Not to Flip

Do you? Do you Flip? Do you flip your eyelids inside out?

Don't get grossed out like my kids. I did it for them tonight and they all refuse to attempt it. I even tried to tell them how cool their friends would think it was. Still, a resounding NO! I blame it all on my brothers. I remember them meticulously showing me the proper way to do this as a child. Oh the hours and hours that went into practicing! And for what? I can remember showing my friends how I could do two at a time. Yes, both eyes at once. I'm so cool. And for some reason, I didn't have very many friends as a child. I wonder why...

Funny Quote of the Day

That's not a rag, that's a carpet! - said Logan to Phoebe

The Week I Almost Died

I don't think I can remember being this sick since I've been an adult. And poor Phoebe has it just as bad as me. Luckily even though Carter has it, it was only bad for the first two days. He seems to be weathering it much better than Phoebe and Me. Yesterday I had a fever of 103.2 two hours AFTER I took Tylenol. Today I am feeling a bit better, as is Phoebe. With this sickness, you never know though. You have days where you feel like you are on the mend and then WHAM you get sick the next day even worse than before. It's never-ending. So here we are feeling hopeful that this thing is on its way out the door.

Wish I had more to write about. 

All of us in bed. All day.

Shivering one minute

Hot the next.

Save me.

What I wrote yesterday.....


Ditto.


p.s. Someone just told me that this is no cold. It's the flu! Ha! Who knew?

Three Words

Up all night.

Crying sick baby.

He couldn't breath.

Made me sad.

The Plague

knock on wood...we haven't gotten the flu yet this year. I've heard from multiple sources it's bad. However, we have been plagued with pink eye and a nasty cold. I was one of the lucky recipients of the pink eye. Now it's the cold's turn. It is circling our house. Samantha brought it home, gave it to Phoebe, who gave it to Logan and Samantha again. Now all three are sick, and Carter has just started coughing. UGH!

So here is what I have done: Sami is barricaded in the girls' bedroom. Carter is barricaded in my bedroom. Logan is barricaded in his bedroom/closet, and Phoebe can't move from the living room couch or she will be in big trouble. Maybe if I keep them all away from each other, it will stop spreading back and forth, and we can get it out of our house.

While I am griping about things, I just want to complain about people sending their kids to school and church sick. Wait. I don't think I need to say anything more. You all know what I'm going to say already. Use your imaginations.  &$#@#!)*

The Derby; Part Dos

Logan's Pinewood Derby was last night. It was fun, but HOLY MOLY it was short! I was expecting it to be longer. Half an hour people. It was only HALF AN HOUR!

Logan and his car. That thing is silver with orange pin striping.

The track

The cars in the "no touching zone"

Finally they were ready to race and the plastic came off

Logan was up first

Then another race in a different lane

And another

And the last race. Meanwhile, have you checked out that creepy scout guy? I thought scouts were supposed to be clean cut.

last race. same outcome

Check out his time

Logan was happy!

The Derby

Trevor asked me to help Logan cut out his Pinewood Derby car. We have an assortment of cutting tools (don't ask me to name any of them) and all of them are handheld. It has been my experience that no wood cutting tool is great if it is handheld, with the exception of a sawzall. But who cares. This was totally doable. I mean, the car is tiny! How hard could it be?

We planned the car out and drew it on the block of wood. We started out using a jig saw (hey! I do know what one of the tools is called!) to cut out the sides and shape them. Logan cut them out, my hand was just on the saw to make sure it didn't cut him or fall down. We tried to cut the top of the car out with the jig saw, but the blade was too short. In fact, looking through our tools, nothing we had was long enough. We were stumped. Then Trevor came out to check on us. He suggested using the sawzall. It sounded risky.... Hmmm, why not? I like the sawzall.

Under no circumstances was I even going to THINK about letting Logan use the sawzall. No way, no how. It is too dangerous. Plus, he was too scared. So I cut out the top of the car with this giant tool (it's really big) and it was only slightly crooked when we finished. Pretty good I'd say. You must know that a sawzall is not meant for cutting things like this. It is used for cutting large things. Like construction things, or I don't know, maybe cutting up a couch. :)

Anyhoo, then we got out the belt sander and Logan shaped the car on that while I held the sander upside down and held down the trigger. All in all it was super fun. I was really jealous of Trevor and Logan later when they got out the torch and were melting lead. NO FAIR! I don't think I've ever gotten to play with that torch, let alone play with lead. Boys get to have all the fun.

Warning: NUDITY!

The following post is full of nudity! Scroll down at your own risk!

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Back-Blogging; First Day of School 2013

Another one of those posts that make you wonder why I'm even bothering in the first place. Well, I want a record of this, and shoot, does it really matter if it's a few months late?

Samantha on her first day of Kindergarten. She looks sleepy. 

 Samantha was the most excited, I think, about having the coolest hairy backpack on earth.

Phoebe on her first day of school. Home preschool that is.

Logan wanted to get pictures over with. Cheesy smile!

 Here is how he really felt about going back to school

Milestones

 I kind of blogged about this, I think, but here's some more just in case. These are the pictures from Logan's baptism and Carter's blessing weekend. It was so fast and hectic and crazy. I loved having everyone here that came! I love my family and miss having them close. Unfortunately because things were so crazy, I was only able to take a very few pictures. Here they are:

Trevor, Carter and Logan at Logan's baptism

Both sets of grandparents with Logan

 The only pictures I got on the day of the blessing were of Carter. Sad. I want to tell about Carter's blessing outfit. The outfit is made out of Trevor's white shirt, and both of his Grandpa's white shirts as well. Won't that be so special for him some day?!? It came to me as I was sitting here late one night pondering what I should make for Carter and how to make it meaningful. I wish I could explain the feeling I had through the whole weekend. It was very special and I felt that it wasn't just family here on earth that were there on that special weekend. 

ma-ma

ma·ma

ˈmämə/

noun

1. one's mother (esp. as a child's term).
2. "come and meet Mama"

Carter said "mama" on Friday night. Too bad I wasn't home to hear it. It was his first official word. For the first time EVER, one of our children said "mama" before "dada". Now I just need to hear him say it! 

Carter is also giggling and jibber-jabbering nonsense. I LOVE this stage! And I love this boy!

Maiden Voyage

Found more old photos on Logan's camera last night. These are from last winter. This is Trevor's baby. Her name is Dorothy. Remember I spent a lot of time painting her the Fall before last? Trevor has worked and worked and worked on her. He had her all the way apart down to her frame, and then put her all back together. He did a great job. He took a lot of parts from my Jeep Calvin and re-used them on Dorothy. Because of this, he let me take her on her first drive. 

 I only went around the block before I felt guilty, so I drove back and let Trevor have a turn.

Samantha the Photographer

Samantha has a renewed interest in photography. Today she has been taking pictures again. It's been a while since the last time because she brought me the card to empty the pictures off, and I found a bunch of old photos. Fun stuff.

Phoebe the model. I had to get rid of my beloved teal chair (right side of pic) to make room for the crib.

Apparently that light bulb is scary? Actually this is from almost a year ago. I was re-doing that lamp.

Packing Peanuts

Trevor got a package in the mail today. Inside was a small car part packed in packing peanuts. These are the cool kind that dissolve in water.

I thought it would be fun to show the kids how they dissolve. I had them each grab a peanut and follow me to the bathroom sink. Then I showed them how these cool peanuts dissolve in water. They thought it was the coolest thing. I left them in the bathroom dissolving their peanuts to take care of Carter in the bedroom.

I was in the bedroom not even five minutes, I swear, and I walked out and past the box, noticing it was EMPTY!

Logan, Samantha and Phoebe were all sitting down in the living room calmly reading. So of course I was like "where are all the peanuts?" And Logan said "we dissolved them all." and then I said "All of them? How did you do that so fast?" to which Logan replied "we dumped the whole box into the sink full of water."

I ran into the bathroom to find....... a clogged sink.

Luckily I have super-duper un-clogging powers and I unclogged that puppy in 30 seconds flat.

And if you were wondering if it is a good idea to dissolve a whole box of packing peanuts in a sink full of water, it's not. Now you know.

Turkey Trot

Guess what I did on Thanksgiving day? 

Yup. A Turkey Trot. You can see how dedicated to my costume I was, because this is after the race. I held that spoon and had the chef's hat on the whole race.

p.s. I made those giant turkey legs for my sister's hat. Pretty sweet huh? HAHA!

Logan turns 8

Better late than never. I kind of blogged about this. I think. 

Logan turned 8 this past August. We had a fun birthday party at home for him. My favorite thing about birthdays is "Heavy Heavy Hangover". It is such a fun tradition! My kids are really getting into it! Finally.

I believe Logan was telling Samantha how hard to whack him over the head

Logan got a really cool journal

He's excited because there is a little note attached to the soccer ball that says he gets to play on a soccer team

His own scriptures. He earned them too. He worked so hard to accomplish the goal of reading the Book of Mormon

This present was SO big it required two girls to lift it and whack him on the head with it

He requested a chocolate cake

HAHA funny! I look so fat and chubby from this horrible angle! 33 or so weeks pregnant here and of course I'm stuffing my face with chocolate cake. 

Goal!

I feel sad that last year was my smallest number of posts in a year ever! That is why I made the goal to put up a new post every day for 2014. You may just get pictures. You may get a post without pictures. However it happens, I'm going for it.

Here's another goal: Reupholster the couch I am laying on in these pics. It is a gorgeous couch with tons of potential. It just needs new life breathed into it. It was given to me by a friend who knows about my love for old beautiful things. Any ideas about fabric or color?