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Thursday, April 16, 2009

Brock's New 'Do

So the last couple of posts I've included Smart Mommy tips because I figure it's good to pass on learned tricks to other moms in hopes of saving a bottle of Tylenol here and there. Here is the latest. Although I would definitely NOT classify as the greatest it is possibly the funniest!

The mornings are always hectic getting breakfast for everyone, lunches ready, hair combed and teeth brushed. Fortunately, Brock has come up with a new Speed-o Bandito way to get ready that is sure to be a hit with little boys everywhere.



First: After you have gotten up, dressed and made your bed, go to the kitchen for breakfast.

Second: Ask your mom to fix you a waffle with syrup--no fork needed.

Third: When you are done with your waffle take a little (or a lot) of syrup from your plate and wipe it through your hair in a front to back motion. This creates a nice immovable upward wave in the front that will stay put through wind, rain, sunshine, snow and I'm sure sleet as well.



The good news is it comes out easily in a bath with 5 parts H2O, 3 part Bubbles, 2 parts dirty boys and 1 part silliness--but no splashing!


So to all those fast and furious- hectic morning- can't get the kids moving fast enough-moms, Brock says "This ones for you! (And it keeps me SWEET all day!)"

Monday, April 13, 2009

It's Raining Easter Eggs!

It's true! Saturday April 10th found the boys and Scott in the middle of an Easter Egg hunt at our park in the rain--AND the sprinklers in the park came on. If you're wondering, jelly beans do not do well getting wet and plastic easter eggs are not water tight. Individual packages of Skittles, M&M's or Starbursts are water-proof enough. So if you're going to have an Easter Egg Hunt in the rain or snow make sure you water-proof your candy and/or eggs! Of course that had a blast getting wet. Bryson tells a great story of one egg that was sitting on the sprinkler head and he caught the egg after it blasted into the air when the sprinklers went on. It is a story bigger than life as only Bryson can tell it!

Scott was asked to speak in our Sacrament meeting so we hustled and were ready to take pictures by 7:45 am. That is a miracle by itself! We were in the church parking lot by 8:10 am. (Of course, we were supposed to be there at 8 am because Scott sings with the choir and they were rehearsing at 8--but still, I'm counting that at total progress!



We should be the cover of the next Children's Place magazine! Wow! Are these boys cute or what?

Mom graciously came to sit with/on the kids with me while Scott was on the stand. Huge kudos to Jennifer and Stephanie for doing that alone every week! I would have been put in a looney bin by now! As it turned out, time ran long--or short depending on how you look at it and Scott did not get to give his talk. But he did share a beautiful testimony of the Atonement. (The Bishop said they would reshedule him for another week soon.)

We dashed out of our block early in time to catch Katelyn singing in a children's group for their Sacrament Meeting. She did a great job and sounded like an angel! All the kids behaved like angels--some with crooked halos but angels nonetheless.

We retreated back to our house where the Easter Bunny came sometime after church was over (That waskilly wabbit!) And the kids enjoyed a few prizes in their baskets.




Smart Mommy tip: If you ever want a 15 month old to follow you somewhere just leave a trail of fishy crackers and you are set! I learned this by watching Brock as he created his own trail of fishys around the couch!


The Fishy Follower



The Family Easter festivities ended at Grandma-ma's house with a delicious Easter dinner and egg hunt--reverent egg hunt that is. The kids had a great time searching and finding and counting the 120 eggs that somehow multiplied to 126. Bunnies and chickies are tricky animals that way!




As you can see everyone was all smiles! Another successful holiday celebrated and now we're just waiting for the sugar coma to kick in!

Monday, April 6, 2009

General Conference Awakenings

I always look forward to General Conference weekend. It's like a free weekend in my head. The perfect excuse to cancel anything I want so I can stay home with my family and be spiritually fed. It seems like six months goes by so slowly sometimes at which point I find myself grateful for the Ensign--to rejuvenate my soul and recapture the true purpose of life as it seems to escape me every now and then.

We prepared by getting all our cleaning done Friday. I was really proud of the kids efforts to get all the Saturday chores done early so we could enjoy the rest of the time during the weekend. I say we but I mean me--I suppose the kids could have cared less if the toilets were dirty and the floors left unvacuumed. But troopers they were and by Friday night we were set for a great weekend!

Saturday we did squeak in Bradley's soccer game. (It was conveniently played in between sessions). But the rest of the day was great. It is so fun to see Bradley and Bryson be more attentive each General Conference. They love to play Conference Bingo but the way I knew they were really listening was the food for the Bingo chips was still there at the end of the session. That my friends is a true sign of maturity for a boy! Scott went off to the Priesthood session with Chris, Dad and Grandpa and said it was a really great session. Can't wait to read it next month.

As luck would have it, our luck ran out at that point. Blake woke up Sunday morning with Pink Eye. We were set to go to Chris and Cassi's for breakfast before the Sunday morning session started. Fortunately, (our last bit of luck) Blake was the last one up so his only interaction with people was giving Brock a hug from behind--which is when I bent down to say "Good Morning" and screamed inside my head instead. After changing Brock's pajammies (as Blake calls them), Scott shuttled everyone else to Chris & Cassi's and I stayed back with Blake. And that is where my quiet Conference weekend came to a brief end. The laundry was inevitable--sheets had to be washed, towels from the previous night had to be washed. Suddenly I looked around my house and saw germs crawling everywhere. Determined not to have this break to epidemic proportions (every mother's nightmare which I have lived through before and would not care to repeat) I sent Scott to pick up the perscription of eye drops and Lysol disinfectant spray. At this point I should do a shout out to Dad for a) answering his phone early Sunday morning from his yet again needy daughter and b) calling in the script so quickly so we could start the drops as early as we did. Love you DAD!!!

When Scott returned with the eye drops and spray I first pinned Blake down telling him this would tickle his eyes. He laughed a little during the first eye but the joke was over for the second. (Only one eye showed symptoms of conjunctiveitis but this momma was taking no chances!) But we lived through it and that's when I began to spray every available surface of the house. If it didn't kill the bacteria I at least wanted to hurt it a lot!

I quarantined Blake downstairs in his room where he remained for the next 48 hours except to eat. We washed hands so much both our hands were dry and cracking! At the time, I felt bad for him having to be downstairs by himself so I watched what was left of the morning session down there with him. Hindsight tells me he didn't have it too bad because he was in his room playing his v.smile for a hour and a half and didn't complain once. I'm not sure he even noticed I was down there with him.

Smart Mommy tip: give kids with pink eye something to play with where their hands are totally engaged--like a v.smile. I'm sure that kept him from rubbing his eyes, face and everything else and spreading germs like the plague!

Everyone came home for lunch and the afternoon session and we discussed with Bradley and Bryson the precautions of Pink Eye. This led to them yelling out everytime they saw Blake "Mom! It's Blake! He's got germs! Get him away! I don't want his germs!" Nice. We got everyone settled down again (even Brock was kind enough to take a nap for us) and enjoyed the last session. Ok, I was so exhausted I slept through part of it--but I didn't snore like Scott did. When I did wake up I was again so proud of Bradley and Bryson. There they were with their Conference Bingo sheets and papers Chris had copied for them paying much better attention than their parents! When conference was over I asked Bryson what President Monson said and he said "He said for us to pray for him." That was a conference miracle. It wasn't just about the bingo game. That one little part was internalized and my son had a spiritual awakening. He knew that the Prophet had asked him to pray for him. And that alone was worth all the hassel of Pink Eye!



I had my own "Awakening" moment Sunday. Putting Brock down for his nap it all came together for me. That overwhelming feeling of family, love and purpose. This is what it is all about. Helping one another, comforting one another and sharing with one another. The laundry and Pink Eye will come and go but hanging on to special memories is eternal. For many reasons I will remember and cherish this Conference Weekend always.