Signing hy up for kindergarten didn't pan out...so it was our first day of school at home. He was pretty excited about writing! So much for a break in August!
Showing posts with label HY. Show all posts
Showing posts with label HY. Show all posts
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
School
Signing hy up for kindergarten didn't pan out...so it was our first day of school at home. He was pretty excited about writing! So much for a break in August!
Monday, August 2, 2010
late night snack
I was taught that after you finish your dinner you could have a small treat. Like splitting a chocolate 3 ways. Very normal thing for my family. So, today since I got a LOT done, I am treating myself to some Blog Time! yes, go ahead and look at the time, it's 12:35am.
Not a lot of words, just photos:
day out with Grandad to visit the trains.
A shower for little aunt S. Hard to believe that she is getting married!
Grandma Great and Miss Jane at the Reunion.
Hy practicing his letters at home.
Miss Jane rolling all around and loving those toes. They make the best mobile yet.
Mini-E taking a little quiet time..."this little piggie went to market..."only with her fingers.
And last but never least....8 days, NO 7 days now, until Farmboy comes home. We are thrilled!
Not a lot of words, just photos:
day out with Grandad to visit the trains.
A shower for little aunt S. Hard to believe that she is getting married!
Grandma Great and Miss Jane at the Reunion.
Hy practicing his letters at home.
Miss Jane rolling all around and loving those toes. They make the best mobile yet.
Mini-E taking a little quiet time..."this little piggie went to market..."only with her fingers.
And last but never least....8 days, NO 7 days now, until Farmboy comes home. We are thrilled!
Monday, June 28, 2010
Wedding, Birthday, & Swimming
We spent 2 weeks in the hot AZ sun.
First a Wedding.
A Birthday! Can't believe HY is FIVE.
And lots of swimming.
First a Wedding.
A Birthday! Can't believe HY is FIVE.
And lots of swimming.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Waiting for the call
Talking on the phone to daddy is WAY better than waiting for a letter. Our lives almost feel normal. Almost.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Home again
I've never left my children for more than 24 hours. So leaving them for 7 days was a worry for me. I knew that Nonna would take good care of them, but I worried how they'd do without me. Clearly I'm egotistical because when I came home Tues night and kissed their sleeping heads goodnight, HY stirred and peaked his eyes open just enough to see me and Miss Jane--he sat right up and said, "Miss Jane!" He gave her a big kiss on the head. Clearly I wasn't the one that was missed.
They kiddos did however love the presents that I brought home for them. Army shirt and Army dress.
They want to wear them everyday!
I think that they were surprised that I was back so soon from the Army. My only guess is that they assumed it would be a long time, like daddy. So a week felt pretty short to them. Me too actually, but I did miss my little munchkins.
They kiddos did however love the presents that I brought home for them. Army shirt and Army dress.
They want to wear them everyday!
I think that they were surprised that I was back so soon from the Army. My only guess is that they assumed it would be a long time, like daddy. So a week felt pretty short to them. Me too actually, but I did miss my little munchkins.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Pictures for Daddy
The many faces of Miss A
The many faces of Mini-E
The many faces of HY
Each week we send Farmboy a letter with photos from our life. It's nothing special, but we hope it makes him feel a little less homesick and a bit more connected to the things that are most important.
The many faces of Mini-E
The many faces of HY
Each week we send Farmboy a letter with photos from our life. It's nothing special, but we hope it makes him feel a little less homesick and a bit more connected to the things that are most important.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
How do you spend your nights?
Having a new baby can be hard on some people. Getting to bed late and waking up early. And maybe waking up a few times in between. I don't mind most of it. I like how quiet and peaceful night time is. I'm a night owl and think that I always have been. Waking up early is NOT my thing.
I do enjoy the moments that I have with Miss AvaJ. I "top her off" right around 11pm or 12 am so that she'll let me sleep longer into the night. I get to hold her and tell her stories about Daddy. This is also when I get my letter writing to Farmboy done. It's really a nice time of night. Lonely, sometimes, but reflective and nice.
This particular night she slept about 6 to 7 hours straight which would have been heaven if I hadn't been up with HY all night. He had a "sick bug" as we call them in our house. And he's very proud to admit that he "puked"! He's feeling better now. We've all had it. But I think we're on the upside of it. Thankfully. I was so grateful that she slept thru this long night with my oldest not feeling well. It was tender mercy from above.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
if daddy only knew
This little man is IN Love with his new sister. He wants to be with her all the time. He loves to hold her and talk to her and just give her loves. He's the best big brother.
Today he wanted to be with me when I was feeding her. He decided to get one of Mini-E's baby dolls and sit next to Mamma and feed his baby. I gave him a baby bottle and he fed his baby but soon that just wasn't good enough.
Mamma, I'm gonna pretend to be the mamma. Just pretend, okay?
And there he was "nursing" his own baby. Boppy pillow and all. And he finished up with some nice burping. He's gonna make a great dad. But for now, we might keep this little pretend mamma moment a secret from daddy.
Nah, on second hand--I think I'll write about this in the next letter.
more bw photos here.
Today he wanted to be with me when I was feeding her. He decided to get one of Mini-E's baby dolls and sit next to Mamma and feed his baby. I gave him a baby bottle and he fed his baby but soon that just wasn't good enough.
Mamma, I'm gonna pretend to be the mamma. Just pretend, okay?
And there he was "nursing" his own baby. Boppy pillow and all. And he finished up with some nice burping. He's gonna make a great dad. But for now, we might keep this little pretend mamma moment a secret from daddy.
Nah, on second hand--I think I'll write about this in the next letter.
more bw photos here.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
tender mercies
Two weeks ago we shipped Farmboy off to Basic Training. It was a strange day knowing that we probably wouldn't be able to see him for 5 months. But I did alright. I had another "project" that I knew I had to focus on. Baby. And of course all the millions of other things I had to do to get ready for before the arrival.
Nonna moved in with me to help with the kiddos. What a blessing that has been. Then Grandma and Grandpa came to play with the kids and be there to help. I spent most my days before my due date going to work in the evenings and wondering if I would go into labor. I've never gone into labor on my own so I figured that babies just don't come...they are induced. {Clearly, mine are}.
About a week before my due date, I had a lot of pain and discomfort. I got home from teaching late that evening and told my mom. She was pretty sure we'd have a baby in the middle of the night. And because she's pretty much always right, I started to wonder myself. But, it didn't happen. But I did actually get down to business and pack a real bag for the hospital and make real plans for "just in case" I went into labor. But, I didn't. Which was a blessing because aside from having to cancel my English classes, I didn't know if Onehm would make it on time to take the pictures.
You see, once we knew that Farmboy was going to be absent for the birth of our 3rd baby, I talked with my best friend Onehm and she offered to take pictures of the labor and delivery so that we could mail them to Farmboy and help him feel apart of the day. It was a tricky plan and everything had to go just right for her to make it there on time. A sweet sweet friend of hers made it possible for her to fly in just at the right time. And I kept reminding myself of the blessing that Farmboy had given me just before he left for the Army: that everything for the labor and delivery would go the way I had planned. I kept trying to focus on that instead of worrying about the things I couldn't control.
Wed nite my English students had a big baby shower for me and I was so touched by their generosity. I went home to find Onehm had indeed made her flight and it was a go for the morning.
After my Tues morning appointment with my Dr., {almost dilated to a 3 and 80% effaced}--my instructions were to call the hospital at 6:30am to see if they could take me that morning for induction.
I couldn't sleep all night, it felt like I was waiting for Christmas morning. I made the call around 6:20am Thurs morning only to find that they were swamped with mothers. Not a room to be had for me. I was to call back at 8:30 then at 9:00. It was starting to feel like maybe we wouldn't be having this baby today. The sweet southern-accent nurse said "the flood gates had been opened that day" but that they'd get me in that day.
She did call back and we headed up to Salt Lake to begin the long waiting process. Aunt CC came to pick up Nonna, Onehm, and me---and we took the longest route to Salt Lake. Thank goodness I wasn't really in labor.
About 11:30am we were finally admitted and in Room #3. Changed. Met the nurses. Filled out papers. Got wrist bracelets.
The nurse informed me that Dr. had requested they break my water first to see if I'd progress without the Pitocin. So, water was broken and the little bit of discomfort led to the Epidural. I wasn't about to wait around for the pain to really kick in. I know I'm a pansy.
Nonna and Onehm went down to the cafeteria to get some lunch and and CC stayed with me to play a round of cards. But soon after the epidural I started to feel sick. Dizzy. Hot. Nausea. So cards would have to wait. {we never did get to play. thank goodness. she would have whipped me good. I would have blamed it on the needle in my arm, but...I never would have stood a chance with her skills and my lack of practice}. She was great to get me cool cloth and help me relax.
After a few hours, I just wasn't going anywhere. So the pitocin drip was started. And that's when the good contractions started. The nurses were taking bets on what time I'd have the baby and of course gender. {Nobody but onehm knew gender at that point}.
As good as the contractions looked, I still wasn't progressing super fast--only a 7. The nurse and Dr. Macy came in {probably around 6:15pm} and said the baby was posterior {just like with my first} and they thought that giving me a roll would help baby roll as well. That was done and I assumed to be there for a few more hours--which was fine. I was there with my favorite women and watching Blind Side. But just a few minutes later, something was odd. Pressure! A lot of pressure. So I debated what to do...I told someone.
Aunt CC ran into the hall to tell the nurses. Cheers. They rushed in. And sure enough, Ready to roll. Everything went in fast motion then. Dr. Macy broke down the bed and all of sudden there we were. Nonna and CC hold my hands on each side and a swarm of women all around me.
It was the most incredible energy I've every felt in the delivery room. Laughter. And women buzzing about working and making jokes. It was this incredible feeling of joy and calm all at the same time. And Dr. Macy said, " okay how do you want to do this...do you want to laugh, cough, cry, vomit?"....and I said, "let's laugh!" and so we did! And a few minutes later after 2 pushes and half---Dr. Macy said,
" It's a GIRL!"
Smiles and cheers. And our girl party was complete. There were Eight women in that room. Nine including the newest arrival.
Ava J
She had the greatest welcome any baby I've ever known. It was well deserved. She's special.
Calls were made. Family came. HY and Mini-E were brought to the hospital that evening to see Miss Ava j. They were delighted. HY kept saying " look at her tiny feet. tiny nose. tiny....bottom" We all giggled with delight. Mini-E hugged and kissed her. It was the most fun.
When things settled down, and everyone left for the evening {except for Nonna who stayed on the pull out}, I made a call to the Red Cross around 11pm. They said that they would get the message to Farmboy in 2-72hours about the birth of our baby girl.
I never imaged that I'd get a call from him around 4:30 the next morning. I woke up, unexpectedly around 4:00am. And noticed my phone glowing. A missed call. From Farmboy! I was devastated that I'd missed it. But soon, he called back. We spoke for about an hour. He talked about how his Drill Sargent had come in and woken him up around midnight. Yelling and screaming---he assumed he was in big trouble. Then, "Your wife had her baby"...and you can call her in the morning.
A tender mercy to be able to talk to him for as long as we did. Ava j. talked a bit as well to her daddy. Hopefully they'll meet soon. Until then, we will miss him and pray for him every day.
Our little family of four just became 5.
Nonna moved in with me to help with the kiddos. What a blessing that has been. Then Grandma and Grandpa came to play with the kids and be there to help. I spent most my days before my due date going to work in the evenings and wondering if I would go into labor. I've never gone into labor on my own so I figured that babies just don't come...they are induced. {Clearly, mine are}.
About a week before my due date, I had a lot of pain and discomfort. I got home from teaching late that evening and told my mom. She was pretty sure we'd have a baby in the middle of the night. And because she's pretty much always right, I started to wonder myself. But, it didn't happen. But I did actually get down to business and pack a real bag for the hospital and make real plans for "just in case" I went into labor. But, I didn't. Which was a blessing because aside from having to cancel my English classes, I didn't know if Onehm would make it on time to take the pictures.
You see, once we knew that Farmboy was going to be absent for the birth of our 3rd baby, I talked with my best friend Onehm and she offered to take pictures of the labor and delivery so that we could mail them to Farmboy and help him feel apart of the day. It was a tricky plan and everything had to go just right for her to make it there on time. A sweet sweet friend of hers made it possible for her to fly in just at the right time. And I kept reminding myself of the blessing that Farmboy had given me just before he left for the Army: that everything for the labor and delivery would go the way I had planned. I kept trying to focus on that instead of worrying about the things I couldn't control.
Wed nite my English students had a big baby shower for me and I was so touched by their generosity. I went home to find Onehm had indeed made her flight and it was a go for the morning.
After my Tues morning appointment with my Dr., {almost dilated to a 3 and 80% effaced}--my instructions were to call the hospital at 6:30am to see if they could take me that morning for induction.
I couldn't sleep all night, it felt like I was waiting for Christmas morning. I made the call around 6:20am Thurs morning only to find that they were swamped with mothers. Not a room to be had for me. I was to call back at 8:30 then at 9:00. It was starting to feel like maybe we wouldn't be having this baby today. The sweet southern-accent nurse said "the flood gates had been opened that day" but that they'd get me in that day.
She did call back and we headed up to Salt Lake to begin the long waiting process. Aunt CC came to pick up Nonna, Onehm, and me---and we took the longest route to Salt Lake. Thank goodness I wasn't really in labor.
About 11:30am we were finally admitted and in Room #3. Changed. Met the nurses. Filled out papers. Got wrist bracelets.
The nurse informed me that Dr. had requested they break my water first to see if I'd progress without the Pitocin. So, water was broken and the little bit of discomfort led to the Epidural. I wasn't about to wait around for the pain to really kick in. I know I'm a pansy.
Nonna and Onehm went down to the cafeteria to get some lunch and and CC stayed with me to play a round of cards. But soon after the epidural I started to feel sick. Dizzy. Hot. Nausea. So cards would have to wait. {we never did get to play. thank goodness. she would have whipped me good. I would have blamed it on the needle in my arm, but...I never would have stood a chance with her skills and my lack of practice}. She was great to get me cool cloth and help me relax.
After a few hours, I just wasn't going anywhere. So the pitocin drip was started. And that's when the good contractions started. The nurses were taking bets on what time I'd have the baby and of course gender. {Nobody but onehm knew gender at that point}.
As good as the contractions looked, I still wasn't progressing super fast--only a 7. The nurse and Dr. Macy came in {probably around 6:15pm} and said the baby was posterior {just like with my first} and they thought that giving me a roll would help baby roll as well. That was done and I assumed to be there for a few more hours--which was fine. I was there with my favorite women and watching Blind Side. But just a few minutes later, something was odd. Pressure! A lot of pressure. So I debated what to do...I told someone.
Aunt CC ran into the hall to tell the nurses. Cheers. They rushed in. And sure enough, Ready to roll. Everything went in fast motion then. Dr. Macy broke down the bed and all of sudden there we were. Nonna and CC hold my hands on each side and a swarm of women all around me.
It was the most incredible energy I've every felt in the delivery room. Laughter. And women buzzing about working and making jokes. It was this incredible feeling of joy and calm all at the same time. And Dr. Macy said, " okay how do you want to do this...do you want to laugh, cough, cry, vomit?"....and I said, "let's laugh!" and so we did! And a few minutes later after 2 pushes and half---Dr. Macy said,
" It's a GIRL!"
Smiles and cheers. And our girl party was complete. There were Eight women in that room. Nine including the newest arrival.
Ava J
She had the greatest welcome any baby I've ever known. It was well deserved. She's special.
Calls were made. Family came. HY and Mini-E were brought to the hospital that evening to see Miss Ava j. They were delighted. HY kept saying " look at her tiny feet. tiny nose. tiny....bottom" We all giggled with delight. Mini-E hugged and kissed her. It was the most fun.
When things settled down, and everyone left for the evening {except for Nonna who stayed on the pull out}, I made a call to the Red Cross around 11pm. They said that they would get the message to Farmboy in 2-72hours about the birth of our baby girl.
I never imaged that I'd get a call from him around 4:30 the next morning. I woke up, unexpectedly around 4:00am. And noticed my phone glowing. A missed call. From Farmboy! I was devastated that I'd missed it. But soon, he called back. We spoke for about an hour. He talked about how his Drill Sargent had come in and woken him up around midnight. Yelling and screaming---he assumed he was in big trouble. Then, "Your wife had her baby"...and you can call her in the morning.
A tender mercy to be able to talk to him for as long as we did. Ava j. talked a bit as well to her daddy. Hopefully they'll meet soon. Until then, we will miss him and pray for him every day.
Our little family of four just became 5.
Birth-Day from Ashley Onehm on Vimeo.
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Monday, March 15, 2010
My boys
Remember when I entered this contest and won these matching ties...? well, I finally got around to snapping a shot of my 2 handsome boys in these fabulous ties. I love them---and the ties too.
Thanks so much to Ashley for making it possible.
Check out the Matching Tie Guy for your own fabulous matching ties.
Thanks so much to Ashley for making it possible.
Check out the Matching Tie Guy for your own fabulous matching ties.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Joy School Picture Day
This year, Joy School has been very very low key. In fact, it's been more like a play group. We just never got ourselves organized enough. But it has been perfect. Low stress. Which is just right for us this year.
I decided that when the kids came to my house on one of my weeks that I was going to take some class photos. Sadly we were missing one of our sweet girls. I'm gonna have to catch a shot of her on another day.
Our CRaZy group!
mini-e isn't really in joy school this year, but she sure loves to join us when it's at our house.
Mr. T and HY. These 2 are such good buddies. I'm glad they became good friends this year.
Miss K. She's such a delightful little girl. Mini-E thinks she's the greatest too!
Mr. T. I love those brown eyes!
And my own HY. It's hard to catch a photo of him but I guess since everyone else was doing it, he thought he'd cooperate too.
I decided that when the kids came to my house on one of my weeks that I was going to take some class photos. Sadly we were missing one of our sweet girls. I'm gonna have to catch a shot of her on another day.
Our CRaZy group!
mini-e isn't really in joy school this year, but she sure loves to join us when it's at our house.
Mr. T and HY. These 2 are such good buddies. I'm glad they became good friends this year.
Miss K. She's such a delightful little girl. Mini-E thinks she's the greatest too!
Mr. T. I love those brown eyes!
And my own HY. It's hard to catch a photo of him but I guess since everyone else was doing it, he thought he'd cooperate too.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
You're never too young to be swept off your feet
In honor of Valentine's, I just have to share a story about our oldest.
2 Sundays ago we were all getting out of the car for church. HY somehow literally fell out of the car landing on his knees and dirtying his white shirt. It was quite the scene. Once we got him to settle down and tell us what happened it all made sense.
Mamma: HY, what happened, why did you fall out of the car? Were you looking at something?
HY: Yes, mamma... Kaitlynn C.
Mamma: Oh, did she look pretty?
HY: Yes.
2 Sundays ago we were all getting out of the car for church. HY somehow literally fell out of the car landing on his knees and dirtying his white shirt. It was quite the scene. Once we got him to settle down and tell us what happened it all made sense.
Mamma: HY, what happened, why did you fall out of the car? Were you looking at something?
HY: Yes, mamma... Kaitlynn C.
Mamma: Oh, did she look pretty?
HY: Yes.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Lally Gagger
Being a mom is the greatest...isn't it? It is!
But there are times that...well, I just don't think that I'm gonna make it without someone dying. And I'm happy for that person to be me!
Lately, HY is being FOUR. That's the only explanation I have for it. Among not wanting to dress himself anymore, he "lally gags" (wastes time) when we are in a hurry. We end up being late and frankly that just drives me insane. Really really hate being late. So after the 4th or 5th time and trying new things...starting earlier etc....I decided someone would have to die! Farmboy disagreed and came up with a better idea.
HY's job is going to Joy School (this is where he always seems to be late) so---he get's paid for going to "work." 2 Quarters. If he is late, he gets docked a quarter. Just like real life sorta
So, the new plan started on Thurs. HY was 15 minutes early to his job! We'll see if this keeps up. Either way, better than death!
But there are times that...well, I just don't think that I'm gonna make it without someone dying. And I'm happy for that person to be me!
Lately, HY is being FOUR. That's the only explanation I have for it. Among not wanting to dress himself anymore, he "lally gags" (wastes time) when we are in a hurry. We end up being late and frankly that just drives me insane. Really really hate being late. So after the 4th or 5th time and trying new things...starting earlier etc....I decided someone would have to die! Farmboy disagreed and came up with a better idea.
HY's job is going to Joy School (this is where he always seems to be late) so---he get's paid for going to "work." 2 Quarters. If he is late, he gets docked a quarter. Just like real life sorta
So, the new plan started on Thurs. HY was 15 minutes early to his job! We'll see if this keeps up. Either way, better than death!
Friday, January 29, 2010
A Penny Saved
About a week or two after Christmas, HY informed me that he wanted a new toy. HA! ya, right. Not a chance of that happening. He was adamant about having a garbage truck that he'd played with at his friend's house. So, I figured this was a great learning opportunity. We talked about how things cost money and that if he wanted something he would need to pay for it (at least some of it). So we got his piggy bank out to count how much money he currently had. Only a dollar or two. Not nearly enough. So, I had this idea....
I made a goal chart with circles on it of pennies, dimes, nickles, and quarters. Every time he completed a chore he would earn some money towards his goal. I wasn't sure how this was going to turn out. He was pretty sure he would earn the money in just a day or two. I knew that it would take a bit longer. I figured that if he lost interest in it then he didn't really want it. In the meantime, hopefully I'd get some good bed making, dish doing, and bathroom cleaning out of the deal. Well, it had it's ups and downs. Gung-ho at first and then it lost it's excitement. But, he still wanted that truck. When he wanted to get a pizza for dinner, I asked him if he wanted the truck or the pizza. The TRUCK! so, I knew that slowly but surely he'd earn the money.
Then, one day at Walmart we went to get Mini-E's Birthday present. He saw a Remote Control Race Car! Just had to have it. Again I asked what he wanted more...Race Car or Truck. He thought hard about this one. The RACE CAR! It was on sale & frankly I couldn't even find a garbage truck like the one he was thinking of...so, I got it! We left it in the box because he had a few more coins to earn. You wouldn't believe the speed at which he earned that last Dollar and 11cents! It was incredible to see what he would do for it.
So, although he doesn't have a garbage truck, he did earn more than half the cost of the Remote Control Race Car in a little more than 2 weeks. Not bad for a Four year old! Not bad at all.
I made a goal chart with circles on it of pennies, dimes, nickles, and quarters. Every time he completed a chore he would earn some money towards his goal. I wasn't sure how this was going to turn out. He was pretty sure he would earn the money in just a day or two. I knew that it would take a bit longer. I figured that if he lost interest in it then he didn't really want it. In the meantime, hopefully I'd get some good bed making, dish doing, and bathroom cleaning out of the deal. Well, it had it's ups and downs. Gung-ho at first and then it lost it's excitement. But, he still wanted that truck. When he wanted to get a pizza for dinner, I asked him if he wanted the truck or the pizza. The TRUCK! so, I knew that slowly but surely he'd earn the money.
Then, one day at Walmart we went to get Mini-E's Birthday present. He saw a Remote Control Race Car! Just had to have it. Again I asked what he wanted more...Race Car or Truck. He thought hard about this one. The RACE CAR! It was on sale & frankly I couldn't even find a garbage truck like the one he was thinking of...so, I got it! We left it in the box because he had a few more coins to earn. You wouldn't believe the speed at which he earned that last Dollar and 11cents! It was incredible to see what he would do for it.
So, although he doesn't have a garbage truck, he did earn more than half the cost of the Remote Control Race Car in a little more than 2 weeks. Not bad for a Four year old! Not bad at all.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Word Police
HY is the official word police in our home. If an inappropriate word is spoken for example: stupid he takes it upon himself to correct us---and anyone else that might say it.
We say don't say stupid, mom!
Yes, I know. Thanks you HY. Excuse me. Silly.
Then Mini-E pipes in We don't say stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
Yes, thank you! That's enough. Remember, we don't say it.
You'd be surprised how often you can use the word stupid in an appropriate setting. So, we've really had to cut back. His ears are always listening. My grandmother always said, "Little Pigs have big ears!" She wasn't kidding.
Lately he's taken to saying "What the heck", and "dang it" which aren't exactly my favorite words for a little boy to say. Any advice? We try saying "Oh dear"....but it's not sticking. Guess it could be worse.
We say don't say stupid, mom!
Yes, I know. Thanks you HY. Excuse me. Silly.
Then Mini-E pipes in We don't say stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
Yes, thank you! That's enough. Remember, we don't say it.
You'd be surprised how often you can use the word stupid in an appropriate setting. So, we've really had to cut back. His ears are always listening. My grandmother always said, "Little Pigs have big ears!" She wasn't kidding.
Lately he's taken to saying "What the heck", and "dang it" which aren't exactly my favorite words for a little boy to say. Any advice? We try saying "Oh dear"....but it's not sticking. Guess it could be worse.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Weekend Adventures
There just isn't enough snow in the valley to have the kind of fun that we yearn for...so we headed to Grandad's Lodge. And along with swimming in the hot springs pool we tried a little snow shoeing again this year. This time HY was big enough for the adventure.
He was thrilled to be able to walk "on" the snow instead of sinking up to his knees. And Mamma was so proud of his willingness. He's normally much more cautious about new things. But he was really anxious to try. And there was little complaining about our 2 hour walk.
This year we visited the ice castles at the Zermatt Resort. What a sight that was. I highly recommend it to anyone visiting in the area. It was spectacular. The gentleman that created them was there and we visited with him for a few minutes. He said they will get to be 40 ft tall. Right now, there only about 1/2 that tall. Pretty incredible! Maybe next year we'll go in and see the inside of the caves.
It was a very sunny day in Midway (as usual) but the temperature was around 15 degrees. Not too bad when you are all bundled up. HY helped Grandad break up the iced in the driveway with the shovel and hot water. And in return Grandad gladly took the kiddos swimming.
He was thrilled to be able to walk "on" the snow instead of sinking up to his knees. And Mamma was so proud of his willingness. He's normally much more cautious about new things. But he was really anxious to try. And there was little complaining about our 2 hour walk.
This year we visited the ice castles at the Zermatt Resort. What a sight that was. I highly recommend it to anyone visiting in the area. It was spectacular. The gentleman that created them was there and we visited with him for a few minutes. He said they will get to be 40 ft tall. Right now, there only about 1/2 that tall. Pretty incredible! Maybe next year we'll go in and see the inside of the caves.
It was a very sunny day in Midway (as usual) but the temperature was around 15 degrees. Not too bad when you are all bundled up. HY helped Grandad break up the iced in the driveway with the shovel and hot water. And in return Grandad gladly took the kiddos swimming.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
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