why...

Why do mothers tell their children not to climb up the slide???
Isn't that the point of the playground: physical and social development? Believe me, they'll figure it out!

Why do salesmen not understand the word 'no'?
Isn't that the very first word a person really learns (after mama and papa)?

Why doesn't anybody trust my checks, just because they are out of state?
Are there not enough honest people out there?

Why am I most thirsty at night? right before bed?
Its not like I don't have to wake up to pee every two hours already anyway!!

Why do my children not hear me??
If at first you don't succeed...do it like your mother told you!

Why do I not have it all together? Like everyone else around me?

Why am I up at 11:20 writing a grumpy post on my blog?

...turns out, leprechauns are real after all...

We decided to make playdough today. I had fun mixing the colors in while Keagan couldn't get over the fact that he didn't know that we could make our own playdough. It was fabulous. We played for about an hour and a half. I made a rainbow and after making several striped caterpillars and a fish Keagan decided that he wanted to make a rainbow too. He spent most of the time shaving the top off of his rainbow because "all the rainbows he'd ever seen were not round like mine but actually quite flat." So I finish my rainbow, complete with a pot of gold at the end, take a picture for the fun of it and then the phone rang so of course I waddle over and answer the phone. Seriously when I got back the pot of gold had disappeared and Keagan and Kaleb were still seriously intent on what they were doing. I looked around everywhere before I finally asked one of them if they had taken it. I casually said "Well humm...I guess leprechauns are real after all." (WRONG thing to say.) A series of what's and why's pursued for about 20 minutes along with intense measures to guard his own treasure chest of gold. Keagan even took it with him to the bathroom just to make sure that it would not get stolen. When all was said and done and the playdough was safe in the refrigerator, Keagan had convinced himself that leprechauns live in our carpet and are trying to decide what to buy with the gold... Oh how I love this 4 year old mind!!! Kaleb was, well, oblivious to the whole stolen gold scandal. He was too involved with his own projects...

pLaYdOuGh

In a large saucepan, mix together

3 cups Flour

1 1/2 cups Salt

3 cups Water

2 TB vegetable oil

1 TB Cream of Tartar

Food coloring or unsweetened Kool-Aid pkg for color.

Cook over medium-low heat, stirring frequently, until the dough pulls away from the sides of the pan and gets too thick to stir (about 10-15 minutes). Remove from heat and let cool until it can be handled. Place on counter or wax paper and knead several times until smooth. Store in an air-tight container.

Handsomeness...

I hope that you all had a happy, happy Valentines Day!! I've heard a few people now comment on how much they think it's a silly holiday. The only thing silly about it is all the ridiculous and unnecessary commercialism. Me? I love any day specifically set aside to dote on the people I love...
His Handsomeness: My Valentine and his two special sidekicks...

Here are the valentines we made for the boys' primary classes...(note to the wise: 'assume nothing!' I thought making 14 kangaroos would leave me with several left overs...of course there were 15 kids in the nursery on Sunday!) And here's a big shout to Aunt Kalli! Thanks for bringing this decadent goodness over to us on our first Valentines Day together. Its our Valentines tradition! Thanks! We love you!!!

...On the top of a high mountain...

My weekend through the eyes of my husband (I found this in an email that Beau wrote to his missionaries)--way too good not to share :

"So there we were on the top of a high mountain… don’t ask how we got there because it is tough to say. I didn’t have skis on but Keagan did. Shaunalee was too pregnant so she didn’t either, but Kaleb did.

We took Keagan & Kaleb on their first ski trip this week. I thought they would go wreck a few times get frustrated then cry, so we could go watch BYU get massacred by the running rebels. My plan failed miserably. You know when you went snowboarding and the little kids would fly by on their skis. That was Keagan and Kaleb. We were on the bunny hills with the rope pull. Keagan figured it out right away.

I think it was the third time he actually cruised right up to the top the only problem was he forgot to let go. Everybody watching was yelling to him to let go, but he just kept holding on until he got close lined by a cable at the top. Everyone laughed except for Keagan. It was pretty awesome. When I picked him up, I realized why he didn’t let go. His beanie was pulled down to his nose. 10 stitches later he was ready to go again.
Kaleb on the other hand tried the rope pull once and face planted. After that he made me carry him up the hill. Then, he would plow snow to the bottom.


To the least, by the end of the day I was tired and frustrated but not because of Keagan and Kaleb...but because BYU decided not to play basketball on Saturday. They just came to watch. It was pretty pathetic. I was watching the score on my phone.

The part about the stitches wasn’t true, but it was a really good close line. Brindi would have laughed a lot. I’ll tell Shaunalee to send some ski pictures.

Kaleb has had a week long bout with the diarrhea. Shaunalee and the boys eat lunch with me every Friday. After we ate lunch, Shaunalee dropped me off at work and was getting back on the Freeway when she hears an explosion right behind her. She looked back and Kaleb had blown up. Poop everywhere. She thinks well there’s nothing I can do right now, so she continues to merge onto the freeway. About the time she gets on the Freeway, Kaleb starts Puking his guts up. Keagan couldn’t stand it any longer, so he throws up as well.

I am so glad I wasn’t there. I would have been traumatized for life. Times like that make me really glad that I drive a ’94 Toyota Camry. We haven’t driven it since. We actually drove it off a dock and parked it in the Columbia River. We are going to go try to drive it out in a week or two when the stink is gone. True Story except for the part about driving the car into the Columbia River. I’m just glad Shaunalee hasn’t had the little girl yet. Imagine 3 kids in the back seat puking their guts up.

Love Sometimes,

BEAU"

...and that pretty much sums it up. Sorry no explosion pictures. I will say that I figured out how to completely disassemble Kaleb's carseat for some serious cleaning--and that I was extremely sore after bending over to push Kaleb up the bunny hill twenty (+?) times (don't try to picture that). Anyway, I was reminded how much I LOVE LOVE LOVE to ski and can't wait to get back on the slopes (if there's any snow left after the baby arrives)!