Monday, May 16, 2016

Big Sister Makes Everything Better

Nathan was sad, so he looked around for Ellie and asked her to hold him.


He cheered up pretty quickly and they both ran off to play. I love the relationships my kids have with each other.

Tuesday, May 10, 2016

B-A-N-A-N-A-S

(Every time I spell bananas I get "Hollaback Girl" by Gwen Steffani stuck in my head... Ah, high school...)

Anyway... 

We buy a ridiculous amount of bananas around here, and they never go to waste. These boys LOVE bananas more than just about anything. If bananas are a choice with breakfast or for a snack, that will always be what they pick.


And they are very specific about how they eat them, too. They must be peeled precisely so that the banana doesn't break, but there is enough banana to eat easily. Every time Nathan asks me to peel one for him he says "peel it like this," then he acts like he's peeling it and says "1,2,3" with each peel.

I'm sure someday soon I will miss these cute, silly things my kids do. 

Thursday, May 5, 2016

More Messes

Ellie never got into things when she was younger, but the boys sure do - especially Nathan! The other night Sam and I were outside working in the yard after the kids were in bed, and when we came in to check on them this is what we found:


That's the cake mix Ellie had picked out for her birthday. No, he's not sleeping. When he heard us coming, closing his eyes was his version of hiding from us. After that incident, I put a lock on the pantry door, hoping that would help.

Well, I forgot to close the door to the pantry when I got in the shower yesterday.... When I came out of the bathroom and went to check on the kids downstairs, Nathan was not down there like he was when I got in the shower... So I went searching.

I found this in the hallway outside his room:


And this inside his room:


This is his face when I brought in the vacuum so he could clean it up - completely un-phased.


We have our family rules hung up on the wall, and he knows that one of them is "if you make a mess, clean it up." But it doesn't really phase him to clean up his own messes. I think he likes to use the vacuum....

He is really trying my patience, but I keep repeating to myself, "It's just a phase. He will grow out of it." 

...And then I remember that I have two more boys after him... 🙈

Good thing I love them so stinking much!


Tuesday, May 3, 2016

Dancing with Daddy

There is just something special about the relationship between a girl and her daddy. I love watching these two.


Friday, April 29, 2016

A Day to Remember

Yesterday was a day to remember. 

It started the day before (Wednesday) around 5 pm when I was feeling pretty good about myself because the kids had cooperated nicely with getting their chores done in the morning and played well together pretty much all day, which left me with plenty of time to get many items checked off of my house cleaning to-do list. The house was sparkly clean when I started dinner (this hardly ever happens), and I was quite happy about it.

I am a den leader for the Bear Scouts in our ward and we had pack meeting that evening, so I had to leave before we were quite finished eating dinner. Sam was busy getting kids put to bed, working on an outside project, and trying to comfort a very sad baby while I was gone, so he didn't get a chance to clean up. By the time I got home and bathed, fed, sang to and put to bed said sad baby and finished up some homework for a family history class I am taking, I was exhausted and figured I would do a quick dinner clean-up in the morning. Besides, the entire house was clean except for the dinner mess, so I figured I would be in a good place in the morning.

On Thursday morning I woke up later than I hoped to, which meant I got home from my morning run right as Sam had to head out the door for work. The kids were still eating breakfast at that point, so I figured they would be occupied for a few minutes.

And they were definitely occupied... But not in the way I had hoped.

I sent this picture to Sam when he had only been at work for a few minutes with the caption: "I have been punished for trying to use the bathroom by myself."


Spaghetti from the night before was strewn ALL OVER the kitchen, and immediately Ellie and Nathan said "It was Jonah!" (Yes, I had forgotten to put the left overs away too...) And Jonah had been kind enough to walk through it, smashing it into the floor... While wearing my shoes. 


As Ellie told Sam's mom later that day, "Mommy sent us downstairs to watch a movie so she wouldn't get mad at us." True story. Sometimes moms need a little time out before they react in a way they will regret, you know?

So I took a long shower. And when I got out, I fixed Ellie's hair and dropped her off at preschool.

When we got back I debated having the boys help me clean up the mess because, you know, natural consequences and all that. But I decided I didn't need any more smashed spaghetti noodles tracked throughout the house... So I turned on yet another movie for them while I cleaned up their mess. Yep, I'm awesome like that.

Let me just say, that was not a quick mess to clean up. Wet spaghetti noodles stuck to every surface of the kitchen, with spaghetti sauce left over once I got the noodles up. Whew!

Once the kitchen was cleaned up, I brought the boys upstairs so I could bathe Jonah. I wish I had a picture of him before his bath because he was covered from head to toe in spaghetti sauce. But he sure is cute when he's clean!


While I was bathing Jonah, Thomas decided to leave me a nice present:


So then we had take 2 on bath time. 

But apparently the older boys got hungry while I was taking care of that little issue, because I came out to this:


See the empty salt and pepper shakers behind Nathan? They had dumped those all over the counter and floor as well. I am so glad we didn't have to do take 3 on baths after that - a quick wipe down took care of it.

At that point we rushed out the door to pick Ellie up from preschool. I'm sure I looked like I had been hit by a tornado when I went into Ellie's class to get her.

I brought the kids home, made lunch, and sent them to bed. Then I collapsed into my bed to take a nap myself instead of cleaning the kitchen again, which I probably should have done instead. 

Luckily we left for swimming lessons right after naps, so they couldn't do any more damage to the already-destroyed house. Spirits had improved when we got home, so we all worked together to get the house cleaned up.

Sam had a work party that night, and I don't think I have ever been more excited for one of those in my life. It was the perfect day to take a little break from the craziness. Besides, BYU-Idaho caters these delicious little mint brownies, so I got to have way too many of those... Anyway...

I woke up this morning recharged and ready for another day. Even though some (ok, most) days are overwhelming, there is no title I would rather claim than "Mommy" to four of my favorite people. 



Thursday, April 21, 2016

A Whole Tub of Ice Cream

While Sam and I were outside working on building part of the chicken coop where we needed the kids far away so things didn't fall on them, Nathan asked if he could have ice cream. I told them sure, and said, "Why don't you just bring the whole container out and share it?" They looked at me like I was crazy... That's definitely not something I would normally say, but they were already dirty from playing outside, and there wasn't very much left in the container anyway. Besides, that's one less treat for me to be tempted by!

Anyway, they thought it was the best thing since sliced bread. Actually that's a terrible analogy. Sliced bread does not compare to ice cream...


I am so glad it is warming up so we can spend some evenings outside as a family. That is one of my favorite things in the whole world.
 
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