This afternoon I didn't go to work because Missy had stayed home with a stomach ache. (I detest stomach aches--it's such a non-specific symptom!) Anyway, as I was tucking the boys in for their nap, Abel said "I love you" for the first time. Both boys were sleeping on the floor so much that we took out the crib and toddler bed, laying their mattresses side by side on the floor. Buster asked me to snuggle with him. I laid down between them.
"Mommy," Buster said, "did you take your shoes off?"
"No."
"Why?"
"Because my feet will be cold."
"Use a blanket."
"I don't have a blanket."
"You can use my car blanket!"
I obligingly kicked off my shoes and snuggled my legs in his car blanket. He was not willing to share his pillow, however, so I went and grabbed my own.
We chatted for a few minutes about random things, and then one by one, we drifted off to sleep. Well, Abel and I did! When my timer went off 20 minutes later, Buster was still awake. I left him, though, to go accomplish things in the quiet house.
I could have not have better spent that half hour, though. I love snuggling my little people, and it is always a miracle the first time they say "I love you!"
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Showing posts with label Buster. Show all posts
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Thursday, June 9, 2011
No!
Buster woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. He has been grouchy and contrary about everything. After he contradicted me on about the fifth thing, I said, "Did you wake up and just decide that you were going to disagree with me on everything I say?"
"No!"
"No!"
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Jack Spratt
I made bread this morning, and it was piping hot at lunch time. The kids were very excited to eat the bread, but most of them asked me to cut off their crust. I was beginning to think I should have just cut the crust off the entire loaf to save the hassle of cutting it off each piece of bread! Even Sunny succumbed to peer pressure and asked for the crust to be cut so she could be like her friend, "Joy." (Joy is the preschool girl I tend.) Some of them do like the crust by itself, though, so I was giving them their crust along with their bread.
I noticed that Buster was eating his apples and leaving his bread untouched. He hadn't asked for crust removal, but I whisked his plate away to give it a try. I handed it back and got busy with other things. I looked back, and his crust was gone. I gave him some of the other abandoned crusts, and his face lit up. His soft bread is sitting on his plate.
I'm glad I have someone to help me eat all these crusts!
I noticed that Buster was eating his apples and leaving his bread untouched. He hadn't asked for crust removal, but I whisked his plate away to give it a try. I handed it back and got busy with other things. I looked back, and his crust was gone. I gave him some of the other abandoned crusts, and his face lit up. His soft bread is sitting on his plate.
I'm glad I have someone to help me eat all these crusts!
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
"I Done Had My Bath in May"
There are three things with which Buster does not cope well: 1) Someone sitting in the seat he wants, 2) Someone taking his food, and 3)Washing his hands.
Buster dislikes washing his hands a lot. He would rather cry in his bed than wash his hands, and he gets frustrated when someone gets the seat he wanted at the table because that child obediently washed hands and got there first. Double whammy! Anyway, this is a battle we must wage for sanitary reasons, especially when he has been playing outside or petting the dog.
On Sunday, Ben carried him off to the bathroom to wash his hands.
"I washed my hands!" he screamed.
"Okay," said Ben, giving him the benefit of the doubt, "When did you last wash your hands?"
"Wednesday!"
(My dad and I both responded to this by thinking of the quote from "Pete's Dragon" that titles this post.)
Today Buster was watching the rain, and he and all the kids I was tending were talking about going outside. I don't remember the conversation, but I do remember how he talked about what you need to stay dry: a "bumrella."
Buster dislikes washing his hands a lot. He would rather cry in his bed than wash his hands, and he gets frustrated when someone gets the seat he wanted at the table because that child obediently washed hands and got there first. Double whammy! Anyway, this is a battle we must wage for sanitary reasons, especially when he has been playing outside or petting the dog.
On Sunday, Ben carried him off to the bathroom to wash his hands.
"I washed my hands!" he screamed.
"Okay," said Ben, giving him the benefit of the doubt, "When did you last wash your hands?"
"Wednesday!"
(My dad and I both responded to this by thinking of the quote from "Pete's Dragon" that titles this post.)
Today Buster was watching the rain, and he and all the kids I was tending were talking about going outside. I don't remember the conversation, but I do remember how he talked about what you need to stay dry: a "bumrella."
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Buster's Adventure
We had an exciting afternoon with Buster a week ago. He split his scalp and got six staples. Want the long story? Keep reading. Pictures are at the end.
I had a hard time looking at the wound, and it took some time to get used to the staples. So, you want to see some pictures? If you do, scroll down. If you are feeling a bit faint, that's fine. Stop after the first one!
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Buster, Abel, and the two kids I tend were playing in the living room, and I was getting ready to go to the Carl Bloch art exhibition with my mom. Buster had a stinky diaper. I called to him, but he wouldn't come. I went into the living room and scooped him up, carrying him toward his room. I stepped over the threshold of the gate and stepped on a glossy folder on the dining room floor. I started to do the splits and went down. I was looking right into Buster's face as we went down. We fell into the hallway, and there was a loud noise as his head hit something. I'm not sure if it was just the floor or if he hit the corner of the wall on the way down. He cried very hard, and I was a little concerned. Then I helped him sit up. There was blood on the carpet, and the back of his head was gushing! I put pressure on it with my hand for a moment, then I ran to grab a towel. I called the dad of the other kids. He was just about to leave, so he came quickly to get the kids. I called Z to come help me get Buster to the hospital. I told my mom that the exhibition was definitely out! (Sometime during all this, I did change the stinky diaper.) I texted Ben, and he managed to leave work early to come drive us to the hospital. I'm glad he did because that way I was able to maintain pressure on the wound by holding his head in both hands. He says he was worried because he could tell I sounded shaky and shocky on the phone.
Well, we went to the hospital. They took a look and said he would definitely need staples. The gash is about 4 inches long, if memory serves. It took 6 staples to close it, but at least they didn't have to shave his head. He did really well! Even the medical staff commented on how well he did. The worst part was that one of the staples had to be removed and redone.
It took about 3 hours from the time of the injury until we were in the car going home.
I feel bad about it, but there really wasn't any way the end of the fall could have been avoided. I am amazed that I didn't see that folder on the floor, though.
All things considered, we were blessed. Buster's injury, while bad, is not life threatening. We have insurance to pay for the procedure. Babysitting was all lined up, so I didn't have to worry about WHO could take Abel for me, and the girls were already planning on walking to the other family's house. Ben was teaching something that he could actually leave early, which is unusual.
I had a hard time looking at the wound, and it took some time to get used to the staples. So, you want to see some pictures? If you do, scroll down. If you are feeling a bit faint, that's fine. Stop after the first one!
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Monday, February 7, 2011
Stump the Toddler
We have a computer game called Jump Start Toddlers. Buster calls it something that sounds a lot like "Stump That Toddler." It cracks me up every time!
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Fantastic Christmas
Well, this week has been tough with a cold going around. It's not so much that the cold has been miserable, but it has prevented playing with friends and cousins. In fact, we didn't even go to my parents' house for the Christmas Eve program last night. We dropped by long enough to pick up the traditional pajamas and trade wrapped gifts to open today.
Today was really wonderful, though. Here are a few pictures from last night and this morning.
New jammies from Bama!
The girls' Santa stuff
And Sunny did get her Baby Alive doll.
Abel got a cool ride-on/push toy. I didn't get a good picture of it, though. He really likes Sunny's doll. I missed the picture of him snuggling it.
Buster and his "cute choo-choo."
We took things really slowly. We looked at stuff from Santa and unwrapped a few things. We played with cool toys from cousins.
Then we unwrapped some more things.
If you're interested, there are tons more pictures in my Picasa album, Christmas 2010.
Today was really wonderful, though. Here are a few pictures from last night and this morning.
New jammies from Bama!
The girls' Santa stuff
Buster's stuff
Kandy has her new American Girl Doll in the cradle I fixed up. She has been asking for an American Girl Doll for 3 years.
And Sunny did get her Baby Alive doll.
Abel got a cool ride-on/push toy. I didn't get a good picture of it, though. He really likes Sunny's doll. I missed the picture of him snuggling it.
Buster and his "cute choo-choo."
We took things really slowly. We looked at stuff from Santa and unwrapped a few things. We played with cool toys from cousins.
Then we unwrapped some more things. Missy got "How to Train your Dragon" and a diary from Santa. This book is from Kandy.
If you're interested, there are tons more pictures in my Picasa album, Christmas 2010.We managed to make Christmas morning excitement last about 5 hours. The kids have had a great time playing with all their new stuff. Now if we can just get over our sniffles and go play with cousins! I think it's one of our best Christmases ever.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Halloween 2010 (Finally)
Woo-hoo! I finally got the pictures offloaded from Halloween. Enjoy!
We loved the skin color insert. "So I can still be modest," said Kandy. Notice her classic Jeannie pose!
Missy as a witch
Buster. "Take a picture of me with the pumpkins!"
Kandy as Jeannie
We loved the skin color insert. "So I can still be modest," said Kandy. Notice her classic Jeannie pose!Missy as a witch
Sunny as a flapper
Winnie-the-Pooh and Tigger strike again! I think someone has been Winnie-the-Pooh every year. I'll have to check my pictures.
(Abel and Buster)
(Abel and Buster)
A few days after Halloween, I realized we hadn't photographed our jack-o-lanterns. They were a group effort this year. Everyone got to pick one feature to carve.
Buster. "Take a picture of me with the pumpkins!"Thursday, November 11, 2010
Beaver
Buster has had a couple ear infections lately. I just looked into his ear, and he said, "I have a beaver."
No, he doesn't have a fever, but I don't blame him for saying so.
No, he doesn't have a fever, but I don't blame him for saying so.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Wunch at da Pahk and Other News
Today I asked Buster what he wanted to do. He promptly responded, "Wunch at da pahk!" I thought for a second and decided it sounded like fun. Naturally, he wanted to leave right then, but I explained that in order to eat lunch at the park, I had to make lunch.
We live half a block from a small park. We are not too far from Jordan Park. I thought I understood that he wanted to go to Jordan Park. So assuming, I started to load Abel into the car. (It was close enough to naptime that we didn't have time to walk.) Apparently, he really wanted to walk to the park, so I got Abel and the stroller out. We walked to the small park, and he said, "No! Dat pahk!" He was pointing toward Jordan Park. It was getting even closer to naptime to change at that point, so I managed to get him to eat at the small park.
We sat down and got out the lunch. He drank his juice, but he ate only 3 or 4 bites of sandwich before going to play.
When it was time for Abel's nap, I bundled him into the stroller and started to head home. He had been under the impression that we would go to Jordan Park immediately after the small park instead of another time. He cried the whole way home, continuing with the refrain: "No! Dat pahk!"
We got home, and when he finally stopped crying, I tried to give him his pacifier and lovey on my bed so I could put Abel down. He insisted on his bed. I decided to give the same-time nap in the same room another try. Well, they were certainly happy enough. I heard lots of laughter! I went in to tell them they had 10 minutes to go to sleep, and Buster decided to get out of bed. I gave him the choice between napping on my bed or finishing his lunch.
He's eating his squished sandwich at the dining room table.
And all this at a time that I decided the reason Abel is waking up at night is because there is too much flexibility in his routine. Abel cried for a while after he left.
5 minutes later: The sandwich is almost gone, and Abel is quiet after I tucked him in again.
Sometimes getting out of the routine works, like when we went to the zoo last week. Today I wasn't so lucky. Well, I need to enjoy it while I can. Our Green Beast didn't pass inspection, and the quote to fix it was $1,500. Ben thinks he can do some of the work himself for a little cheaper, so we brought it back home. With his campaign and his calling, I doubt he'll have time until November. We also need a new furnace. Ours is a fire hazard and is releasing small amounts of carbon monoxide through the vents. That trumps the car.
We live half a block from a small park. We are not too far from Jordan Park. I thought I understood that he wanted to go to Jordan Park. So assuming, I started to load Abel into the car. (It was close enough to naptime that we didn't have time to walk.) Apparently, he really wanted to walk to the park, so I got Abel and the stroller out. We walked to the small park, and he said, "No! Dat pahk!" He was pointing toward Jordan Park. It was getting even closer to naptime to change at that point, so I managed to get him to eat at the small park.
We sat down and got out the lunch. He drank his juice, but he ate only 3 or 4 bites of sandwich before going to play.
When it was time for Abel's nap, I bundled him into the stroller and started to head home. He had been under the impression that we would go to Jordan Park immediately after the small park instead of another time. He cried the whole way home, continuing with the refrain: "No! Dat pahk!"
We got home, and when he finally stopped crying, I tried to give him his pacifier and lovey on my bed so I could put Abel down. He insisted on his bed. I decided to give the same-time nap in the same room another try. Well, they were certainly happy enough. I heard lots of laughter! I went in to tell them they had 10 minutes to go to sleep, and Buster decided to get out of bed. I gave him the choice between napping on my bed or finishing his lunch.
He's eating his squished sandwich at the dining room table.
And all this at a time that I decided the reason Abel is waking up at night is because there is too much flexibility in his routine. Abel cried for a while after he left.
5 minutes later: The sandwich is almost gone, and Abel is quiet after I tucked him in again.
Sometimes getting out of the routine works, like when we went to the zoo last week. Today I wasn't so lucky. Well, I need to enjoy it while I can. Our Green Beast didn't pass inspection, and the quote to fix it was $1,500. Ben thinks he can do some of the work himself for a little cheaper, so we brought it back home. With his campaign and his calling, I doubt he'll have time until November. We also need a new furnace. Ours is a fire hazard and is releasing small amounts of carbon monoxide through the vents. That trumps the car.
Friday, September 17, 2010
Multiple Choice
Buster found some donuts in the kitchen this morning and asked for them for lunch. Of course I told him no, and I said, "What do you want for lunch? Sandwich or macaroni and cheese?" A few minutes went by, during which he continued to ask for donuts and dragged a stool over to the cupboard to get out some plates. Then I heard him say, "What want for wunch? Donuts or donuts?"
Monday, September 13, 2010
Ask Nicely, Please
At the table, Buster held up his glass and said, "Give me water."
Ben said, "Can you ask nicely, please?"
"Ask nicely please," asked Buster in his sweet voice.
Ben said, "Can you ask nicely, please?"
"Ask nicely please," asked Buster in his sweet voice.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Why I Stay Home
No, this is not about why I stay home as opposed to going to work, so don't look forward to a feel-good entry. In fact, if you don't want to read about toddler drama and mother venting, I suggest you stop now. ;)
Buster really needed some new shoes. Ben just got paid, so I decided today was a good day to go to the shoe store. We got there, and Buster started throwing a tantrum because we forgot to bring his water bottle. I tried to give him a cup leftover from dinner last night, but he wouldn't take it. I managed to settle him down, and as we strolled across the parking lot, I was feeling pretty good about myself. "Wow," I thought, "two kids isn't so hard. Hey, they both fit in the stroller! I've learned a lot this summer about just getting out and doing stuff. Crazy that it took me 5 kids to get to this point."
We got to the store. Buster didn't want his shoes off. He wasn't sure about the whole foot-measuring process, and he liked the pink girl shoes. The salesman came out with some cool new red and black shoes with velcro (yay!) . He didn't want to put them on. Then we got them on him, and liked them. He liked them so much that he wanted to wear them outside. Off he ran, right out the front door. I stuck him back in the stroller and bought the shoes.
As we left the store, he wanted to walk in his new shoes. We were in the middle of a big parking lot, though, so I wouldn't let him. The tears began again. We got to the car, and Abel cried about getting into his carseat. I realized he had a stinky diaper, so I pulled him out to change him. (One of my laments about my big green van is that it doesn't have a great place for changing diapers on the go.) I started to change him and realized he needed new clothes, too. Meanwhile, Buster found the cup I had offered him earlier. He finished it off and started begging for more water repeatedly. He even dripped a few drops of water onto his brother. Abel was wriggling like crazy during the whole change, and Buster kept begging. I finally got Abel dressed, and Buster dropped his straw and lid right onto the dirty changing pad. Grrrr... I got Abel back in his carseat, and he started to cry. I strapped Buster in, already crying and still begging for a drink. I put the stroller in the car. At this point, I saw the mother in the car behind me. "This is why I stay home, " I said.
"Do you have twins in there?" she asked.
"No, just a 9-month-old and a 2-year-old, and they're both crying."
"That's almost the same thing," the sympathetic mother responded.
Anyway, I got in the car and gave Abel his pacifier. He, at least, settled down. I then told Buster I was going to Wendy's. "Would you like ice cream or a drink?" I asked. He replied that he would like a drink. I went and bought myself a Frosty and got a free water for him. He was very content. We drove home, and I marveled at how stubborn a toddler can be. He was so stuck on the drink that he didn't even consider ice cream. We got home, and I asked what he wanted for lunch. Can you guess? "Ice cream," came the response.
We were only gone for about 45 minutes, but it seemed a lot longer. As I told that other mother: Now I remember why I stay home almost every day.
Buster really needed some new shoes. Ben just got paid, so I decided today was a good day to go to the shoe store. We got there, and Buster started throwing a tantrum because we forgot to bring his water bottle. I tried to give him a cup leftover from dinner last night, but he wouldn't take it. I managed to settle him down, and as we strolled across the parking lot, I was feeling pretty good about myself. "Wow," I thought, "two kids isn't so hard. Hey, they both fit in the stroller! I've learned a lot this summer about just getting out and doing stuff. Crazy that it took me 5 kids to get to this point."
We got to the store. Buster didn't want his shoes off. He wasn't sure about the whole foot-measuring process, and he liked the pink girl shoes. The salesman came out with some cool new red and black shoes with velcro (yay!) . He didn't want to put them on. Then we got them on him, and liked them. He liked them so much that he wanted to wear them outside. Off he ran, right out the front door. I stuck him back in the stroller and bought the shoes.
As we left the store, he wanted to walk in his new shoes. We were in the middle of a big parking lot, though, so I wouldn't let him. The tears began again. We got to the car, and Abel cried about getting into his carseat. I realized he had a stinky diaper, so I pulled him out to change him. (One of my laments about my big green van is that it doesn't have a great place for changing diapers on the go.) I started to change him and realized he needed new clothes, too. Meanwhile, Buster found the cup I had offered him earlier. He finished it off and started begging for more water repeatedly. He even dripped a few drops of water onto his brother. Abel was wriggling like crazy during the whole change, and Buster kept begging. I finally got Abel dressed, and Buster dropped his straw and lid right onto the dirty changing pad. Grrrr... I got Abel back in his carseat, and he started to cry. I strapped Buster in, already crying and still begging for a drink. I put the stroller in the car. At this point, I saw the mother in the car behind me. "This is why I stay home, " I said.
"Do you have twins in there?" she asked.
"No, just a 9-month-old and a 2-year-old, and they're both crying."
"That's almost the same thing," the sympathetic mother responded.
Anyway, I got in the car and gave Abel his pacifier. He, at least, settled down. I then told Buster I was going to Wendy's. "Would you like ice cream or a drink?" I asked. He replied that he would like a drink. I went and bought myself a Frosty and got a free water for him. He was very content. We drove home, and I marveled at how stubborn a toddler can be. He was so stuck on the drink that he didn't even consider ice cream. We got home, and I asked what he wanted for lunch. Can you guess? "Ice cream," came the response.
We were only gone for about 45 minutes, but it seemed a lot longer. As I told that other mother: Now I remember why I stay home almost every day.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
A Definite Sense of Style
This morning, I pulled 2 shirts out of Buster's drawer for him to choose between. He promptly ran to the drawer and pulled out this shirt. I said it would be too hot, but he would not take no for an answer.
I also had fun spiking his hair for a change. He took one look in the mirror and said, "Hair down!" in his most imperious voice.
This kid has a definite sense of style!
I also had fun spiking his hair for a change. He took one look in the mirror and said, "Hair down!" in his most imperious voice.
This kid has a definite sense of style!
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Crazy, Crazy July!
I have been wanting to blog all month about all the fun things we have done. The problem is, we have been having too much fun to have time for me to blog. So here is the month in summary:
July 1: Hosted a playdate for 2-year-old Buster and fed the missionaries.
July 2: Ben had the day off, and we actually had a date.
July 3: 4th of July Breakfast at Jordan Park and hosted a BBQ for a newer family in our ward.
July 4: Baby blessing in Logan and dinner with my brother from Washington at my parents' house.
July 5: Ben and a wonderful friend chopped down a problem tree in our yard. We had 2 family parties in honor of one of each of our brothers from out of state. We had to divide and conquer, and I had to prepare a potluck contribution for both. Also, Abel did not nap well this day. Probably due to all the chaos!
July 6: Ah, peace and quiet and recovery...I thought. Nope, we had planned a zoo afternoon with cousins! Ben left for Pocatello.
July 7: We actually stayed home all day, and I let the kids stay in their pajamas to celebrate the fact. Ben returned from Pocatello late.
July 8: We went to the zoo again because members got to stay later than usual!
July 9: Free day at This is The Place Heritage Park. This day was chock-full of excitement, and I could write a whole entry about it. The most exciting part was losing Sunny. We were there with 2 of my sisters-in-law and a total of 14 kids. We all thought Sunny was with someone else and didn't realize she was missing for over an hour. Luckily, she had the presence of mind to ask for help quickly after getting lost, and she spent the time getting spoiled in the gift shop by employees and patrons alike. We also found her very shortly after realizing she was missing. Wow, did I feel like a terrible mother!!! To lose a child is one thing, to not realize she is missing for over an hour? Yikes! We stayed there almost all day.
July 10: Sunny's very belated birthday party and a meeting with the stake president.
July 11: Ben's new calling as 2nd counselor in the new bishopric was made official at church.
July 12: Took the Green Beast to the shop for new brakes and took the kids to Toys 'R' Us to use birthday gift cards.
July 13: Continuing Ed class for me and kids to Bama's house! We also got to go to the temple.
July 14: Took sleeping bags to the laundromat and did other preparations for the Kendrick Family Camp!
July 15-17: Kendrick family camp at Bear Lake!
July 18: First Sunday with Ben on the stand. Buster actually did amazingly well.
July 19: Dentist appointment for the kids--except when we got there we learned that there were some insurance issues and we came home. It cracked me up because my kids were pouting because they couldn't see the dentist.
July 20: PEACE AND RECOVERY! Well, for me. Sunny and Missy both had adventures with Bama and a friend, respectively.
July 21: Dentist appointment for me.
Ben also had 2 business trips to Pocatello this month. Every time he goes, he teaches just one day. With travel, though, he usually misses 2 bedtimes for the kids.
What's in store for the rest of the month? We had originally planned to go to Vernal this weekend to spend time with cousins. Given how crazy this month has been for both our families, the fact that we have seen them lots this month, and the fact that my sister-in-law has been out of town or had company almost all month, we decided to postpone it and take a rest! School starts in a week and a half, and although I will miss Sunny dreadfully (just me and 2 boys? What???), I am looking forward to things being a little more quiet and routine.
In the first crazy week, I had planned to post at least one picture for each of the wonderful and exciting events. I don't think I'll add all the pictures, but you can see the best pictures here.
I hope you have all had a great summer, too!!!
July 1: Hosted a playdate for 2-year-old Buster and fed the missionaries.
July 2: Ben had the day off, and we actually had a date.
July 3: 4th of July Breakfast at Jordan Park and hosted a BBQ for a newer family in our ward.
July 4: Baby blessing in Logan and dinner with my brother from Washington at my parents' house.
July 5: Ben and a wonderful friend chopped down a problem tree in our yard. We had 2 family parties in honor of one of each of our brothers from out of state. We had to divide and conquer, and I had to prepare a potluck contribution for both. Also, Abel did not nap well this day. Probably due to all the chaos!
July 6: Ah, peace and quiet and recovery...I thought. Nope, we had planned a zoo afternoon with cousins! Ben left for Pocatello.
July 7: We actually stayed home all day, and I let the kids stay in their pajamas to celebrate the fact. Ben returned from Pocatello late.
July 8: We went to the zoo again because members got to stay later than usual!
July 9: Free day at This is The Place Heritage Park. This day was chock-full of excitement, and I could write a whole entry about it. The most exciting part was losing Sunny. We were there with 2 of my sisters-in-law and a total of 14 kids. We all thought Sunny was with someone else and didn't realize she was missing for over an hour. Luckily, she had the presence of mind to ask for help quickly after getting lost, and she spent the time getting spoiled in the gift shop by employees and patrons alike. We also found her very shortly after realizing she was missing. Wow, did I feel like a terrible mother!!! To lose a child is one thing, to not realize she is missing for over an hour? Yikes! We stayed there almost all day.
July 10: Sunny's very belated birthday party and a meeting with the stake president.
July 11: Ben's new calling as 2nd counselor in the new bishopric was made official at church.
July 12: Took the Green Beast to the shop for new brakes and took the kids to Toys 'R' Us to use birthday gift cards.
July 13: Continuing Ed class for me and kids to Bama's house! We also got to go to the temple.
July 14: Took sleeping bags to the laundromat and did other preparations for the Kendrick Family Camp!
July 15-17: Kendrick family camp at Bear Lake!
July 18: First Sunday with Ben on the stand. Buster actually did amazingly well.
July 19: Dentist appointment for the kids--except when we got there we learned that there were some insurance issues and we came home. It cracked me up because my kids were pouting because they couldn't see the dentist.
July 20: PEACE AND RECOVERY! Well, for me. Sunny and Missy both had adventures with Bama and a friend, respectively.
July 21: Dentist appointment for me.
Ben also had 2 business trips to Pocatello this month. Every time he goes, he teaches just one day. With travel, though, he usually misses 2 bedtimes for the kids.
What's in store for the rest of the month? We had originally planned to go to Vernal this weekend to spend time with cousins. Given how crazy this month has been for both our families, the fact that we have seen them lots this month, and the fact that my sister-in-law has been out of town or had company almost all month, we decided to postpone it and take a rest! School starts in a week and a half, and although I will miss Sunny dreadfully (just me and 2 boys? What???), I am looking forward to things being a little more quiet and routine.
In the first crazy week, I had planned to post at least one picture for each of the wonderful and exciting events. I don't think I'll add all the pictures, but you can see the best pictures here.
I hope you have all had a great summer, too!!!
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
The Kendrick Family: We Speak, You Listen
For Mother's Day, Ben and Kandy were asked to speak in Sacrament Meeting. As Kandy got up to speak, Buster piped up (again), "Wanna talk!" My helpful neighbor (sitting with us for just this reason) took him out in the hall so I could actually hear the talk.
Tonight at Family Home Evening, Ben said that if the Bishop asked for one of our children to speak in Sacrament Meeting, he would recommend Missy since Kandy has already done it twice and Missy hasn't. Missy got a thoughtful expression on her face and said, after a moment, "I think it would make me a little embaraththed" (she has no front teeth).
Sunny quickly spoke out: "I want to talk in Thacrament Meeting!" (She has her teeth, she just has a lisp.)
Not to be outdone, Buster rejoined, "Talk Sac-a-ment!"
"Do you want to talk in Sacrament Meeting?" Ben asked.
"Uh-huh!" came the enthusiastic reply.
Oh, sure, Missy is the "shy" one, but only for a Kendrick.
Tonight Sunny didn't want to go to sleep. She did have a rather late nap, so we let her stay up for a while. About 10:15, Ben saw her yawn, and he mentioned it.
"That wasn't a yawn," she replied disdainfully, "that was a silent scream." After watching the weather, Ben saw her yawn again, and he called her on it.
"That was just a thing I do when I'm mad." Right. We turned out the lights and TV in the family room and left her there. She was asleep less than 10 minutes later.
Tonight at Family Home Evening, Ben said that if the Bishop asked for one of our children to speak in Sacrament Meeting, he would recommend Missy since Kandy has already done it twice and Missy hasn't. Missy got a thoughtful expression on her face and said, after a moment, "I think it would make me a little embaraththed" (she has no front teeth).
Sunny quickly spoke out: "I want to talk in Thacrament Meeting!" (She has her teeth, she just has a lisp.)
Not to be outdone, Buster rejoined, "Talk Sac-a-ment!"
"Do you want to talk in Sacrament Meeting?" Ben asked.
"Uh-huh!" came the enthusiastic reply.
Oh, sure, Missy is the "shy" one, but only for a Kendrick.
Tonight Sunny didn't want to go to sleep. She did have a rather late nap, so we let her stay up for a while. About 10:15, Ben saw her yawn, and he mentioned it.
"That wasn't a yawn," she replied disdainfully, "that was a silent scream." After watching the weather, Ben saw her yawn again, and he called her on it.
"That was just a thing I do when I'm mad." Right. We turned out the lights and TV in the family room and left her there. She was asleep less than 10 minutes later.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Freeze!
Okay, so it seems like the only thing I post these days are quotes. I can think of a few reasons for this: 1) Most of life goes on in a rather hum-drum round of cleaning, cooking, laughing, and playing. There hasn't been much excitement around here. 2) I have been doing better at writing in my personal journal. 3) Most likely, though, it is due in great measure to the fact that I am finally getting control of my bad habit of sitting at the computer to avoid looking at how messy my house is. I have actually been cleaning it more! I am enjoying the cleanliness, and when I do sit at my computer, I am appalled at how much time I used to waste. So I still check out blogs two or three times a week, but I rarely get bored at my computer these days. The house still needs lots of work (anyone opening the bathroom cupboard is in danger of getting clonked on the head by a rogue book), but with 7 people around, it would need lots of work even if I were a master housekeeper. Oh, and I have also been trying to get more exercise.
So on to the latest quotes:
1. Buster found a squirt gun in the bathroom the other day. He picked it up, pointed it at the door, and said, "Freeze, door!"
2. The girls were discussing whether or not they liked boys or boys' toys. Kandy, at the mere age of nine, said, "But girls have to like boys when you grow up or else they wouldn't get married and reproduce!"
3. We had a great get-together with my in-laws on Friday night. Several of Ben's siblings were there, too. Abel was the only child there, so we had a fantastic and uninterrupted conversation. There were several things I really wanted to say, but I had a hard time getting a word in edgewise! On the way home, I mentioned this to Ben. "Welcome to the Kendrick family and the art of competitive talking."
So on to the latest quotes:
1. Buster found a squirt gun in the bathroom the other day. He picked it up, pointed it at the door, and said, "Freeze, door!"
2. The girls were discussing whether or not they liked boys or boys' toys. Kandy, at the mere age of nine, said, "But girls have to like boys when you grow up or else they wouldn't get married and reproduce!"
3. We had a great get-together with my in-laws on Friday night. Several of Ben's siblings were there, too. Abel was the only child there, so we had a fantastic and uninterrupted conversation. There were several things I really wanted to say, but I had a hard time getting a word in edgewise! On the way home, I mentioned this to Ben. "Welcome to the Kendrick family and the art of competitive talking."
Monday, April 26, 2010
Buster and the Snake
Yesterday we found a snake on my parents' front walk as we arrived. The kids were all fascinated. Ben picked it up with a stick, and Sunny was brave enough to touch it. My favorite, though, was when Buster came up to me, patted my leg, and said, "'S okay. Don't worry."
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Quotes
1. Buster got out of the bath. While I was drying his hair, he said, "Where's Buster?" (It was his real name, though.) I wrapped him up, and he kept pulling the towel over his face, saying, "Where's Buster? A-boo!" And finally, "Eh you are! (There you are!)"
2. I was brushing Missy's hair, and she said, "Ow!" and whimpered.
"Saw-ee," said Buster, patting her knee. " 'S okay. A-ssidet." He was clearly trying to apologize, which was especially cute because it wasn't even his fault.
2. I was brushing Missy's hair, and she said, "Ow!" and whimpered.
"Saw-ee," said Buster, patting her knee. " 'S okay. A-ssidet." He was clearly trying to apologize, which was especially cute because it wasn't even his fault.
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