Sunday, July 15, 2007
Never Fear, I Am Here
Anyway, I am back. We have had a very busy and exciting 2 weeks. Steve's sister Heather and her husband, who also goes by the name Steve, and their children Sierra, Tyler and Austin came to visit us from Missouri. We met them in Moab and took them to see Arches National Park. Then we traveled to the opposite side of the state to St. George to see Zion's National Park. Then up to our house to see the sights around here. Then we went to Jackson and then on to Yellowstone to stay in a cabin there for 3 nights. It was a very fun trip. We ended our trip with a visit to Kaysville UT to eat dinner with my parents on our way home. We got in around 10:00 last night.
I have a ton of pictures and stories to share. However we are having computer difficulties. I can't get on the Internet on my computer for some reason and that is where all the pictures are. I am on Steve's computer at the moment. So don't worry, I have plenty of entertainment coming your way. But for now I will leave you with a few things I have learned over the last 2 weeks:
♦ It is pointless to clean out your car before you spend 2 weeks traveling in it with 4 kids.
♦ Bottled water can be addictive.
♦ When they say don't feed babies strawberries, they say that for a reason.
♦ If you are going to pig for 2 weeks, it doesn't matter what capris you put on, you are going to look fat in all of them.
♦ Driving down the interstate in the middle of who-knows-where with no other adults in the car, shoveling honey nut chex mix into your mouth and inhaling to belt out "Roxanne" can be potentially hazardous.
♦ If you are going to be driving through Teton National Park and its ever winding roads with the beautiful lush scenery and only a few hours of sleep behind you and no radio reception you should have something other than a "Mo Tab" CD in you car. For as much as it goes with the view, it does nothing to help keep you awake and alert.
♦ If you are going to take your expensive Temper Pedic pillow, without which you cannot sleep, to a hotel don't take it in a white pillow case. You might leave it behind. (Thank you to my dear husband who has been letting me use his since that grievous mistake was made)
♦If you tell your kids they need to keep their bedroom window closed at night so bears can't get them, they are going to be scared to go to bed EVERY night because they think that bears are going to get them.
♦ Driving back into cell phone coverage after 2 days without and getting a text message from your dad that says "Call 911" can be a little unsettling.
♦ The person who first thought of installing DVD players with headphones in vehicles is nothing short of a genius.
Friday, June 29, 2007
Flashback Friday - You Asked For It (Well Someone Did)
Coren & Allyson
Apparently I have potty on the brain. After my post yesterday about my kids potty mouth (and mine too), and then last week when I posted abut my new potty (which I am thoroughly enjoying), can you blame me? Well on that post SOMEONE anonymously posted a comment saying they wanted to see a picture of me on the potty. I am sure you were not expecting me to really post one, but in an effort to keep my readers happy....Just be careful next time what you ask for. And I couldn't just post ONE potty picture when I had so many others. I call it my "Menagerie of Potties". Farrah, I tried calling you this morning for your permission to post this. It's not my fault if you aren't going to answer your phone.
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Think BEFORE You Speak

It seems like since the kids have been out of school for the summer and driving me crazy, someone is trying to show me why my children make me crazy. And apparently it is all my fault. I have recently discovered that all the things my children do to make me crazy are all things they picked up from yours truly. Nice.
A few days ago they were being goofy as children often will. And someone said something about someones poop (yes you heard me- POOP) tasted like blueberries. How they know that is not something I want to delve into just yet. So since then that has become the ultimate cut down at our house. I can't explain why. Kids? Anyway, this morning as we were sitting around the table eating breakfast Zac and Emily kept saying it to Aubrey and it was making her scream. Screaming at 8:00 in the morning is not something I really want to deal with. So I told them to stop. Naturally they did it again. So I stood up and with out even thinking said, "Stop talking like that. The next person who says something nasty is going to be in big deep doo doo trouble!" Ooops. Zac said, "Uh, mom, I think the last words that came out of your mouth were poop words!"
Thanks. That is all I needed this morning. Another reminder of the damage I have caused to my dear children.
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Thanks Daddy-O
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
What's Playing On Mom's iPod?
I will admit that there are a few songs on my iPod that are unbecoming to a person such as myself. And one such song might have to be removed. It is a song from the dear old '80's called "Centerfold". It is quite a catchy little tune, "Nah nah na na na na....". The problem is that my children will not leave my iPod alone. And they have somehow located this song (I have an iPod shuffle so they can't see the titles. They just have to skip through hundreds of songs to find it) and are always playing it. They think it is a catchy little tune too. Thankfully they think it says angel is a cellophane. Just tonight I turned my iPod on and it was on that song so I know someone was listening to it today. I guess I will have to do the responsible thing and delete it. Or hide it. Nah, they would find it. Dang it!
It's OK, I understand, this ain't no never never land....
PS. I love the '80's. I am sure if this video were made today it would have content I would not be willing to post.
100th Post
Tax Dollars Hard At Work
OK, so I am driving down the street yesterday. They have the road down to 1 lane because they are doing some work. It is rush hour. Traffic is horrible. Move forward 3 inches, stop for 2 minutes, repeat. And then I get up to this guy standing there on the side of the road with a "SLOW" sign. I was cracking up. I am sure he saw me laughing at him. I thought, "How necessary is that, really?" And then I felt really sorry for the guy. I mean, what does that say about him. "I am so important I get to stand here in the heat and hold a little orange sign telling people who technically aren't even going 1 mile per hour to drive slowly through this construction zone." Thanks for the reminder!
1 In Every 150

Monday, June 25, 2007
I Vant To Suck Your Blood
She loves eating baby food. She loves swimming. She loves her brother and sisters being home all the time to give her attention. She loves to eat food out of her little fresh food feeder thing. She loves looking at the big family picture we have hanging up on the wall. She loves rubbing her hands on Steve's head because his short hair tickles her.




