Wednesday, May 11, 2016

Mother's Day 2016

Mother's Day was one of my favorite Sundays this year, mostly because Allen didn't have to go to church early or stay late. He made me breakfast AND dinner, plus all of the women were treated to a luncheon at church. Elle made some homemade bread to go with dinner as well as a Boston Cream cake for dessert. Which means I got to eat food I didn't make ALL DAY. I loved that. I can't remember the last time that has happened.

The kids all made cards for their moms in the children's primary class at church and since I have 4 kids in Primary, I got 4 cards. Hubba drew me a cool rocket ship. Little X's got sat on, so the Reeses Peanut Butter Cup in the middle of his sun was a little melty and flat. But here's what I got from Curly:

And from Little O:
(Pretty sure he doesn't have another mom.)

I also got to talk on the phone with Julia (my adorable sister missionary daughter)! She tried to skype with us, so we got to see her for a few minutes, but the screen kept freezing up and the connection kept dropping, so we ultimately resorted to the telephone, and it was awesome. She is doing great and loving what she's doing.

Allen and Kia also skyped in from Texas, where they are living for the summer while he does an internship there. 

So, yeah, it was pretty grand. 

Tuesday, May 10, 2016

The Case of the Punctured Pointer (and the Split Spectacles)


Cowgirl called me from school yesterday afternoon. Here's how the conversation went:

Me: Hello?

Cowgirl: Hey Mom! It's Cowgirl. So, I guess you need to come pick me up from school because I was sewing and a needle went in my finger. (Laughter.)

Me: So, like, you sewed through your finger? Or it poked your finger?

Cowgirl: Yeah, I pretty much sewed through my finger. (Laughter.) And I guess they want you to come pick me up from school?

Me: Um, yeah. OK. On my way.

Then I called the doctor's office to see what they thought I would need to do. Because I've poked my finger with a needle while sewing before and yes, it hurts, but it eventually just heals. They checked on her tetanus shots and she was current there. Then they asked, "Did the needle actually puncture her finger? Did it go all the way through?" Well, I wasn't sure. So I called the school back.

Me: Hi, this is Cowgirl's mom. She's a student who got poked by a needle?

Office Gal: Oh, yes, she's right here!

Me: She said I need to come and get her, but I'm kind of unclear on some details. Like, did the needle actually puncture her finger? Because she's all current on her tetanus shots and everything.

Office Gal: Oh! You definitely want to come get her. She needs to be seen by a doctor to get the needle out.

Me: Get it out?

Office Gal: Yes! It broke off into her finger. It went all the way through her finger and the end is sticking out!

Me: Thank you. Yeah. I'm on my way.



So, long story short, Cowgirl pulled her hand away when the needle went through her finger and the end of it broke off. There was lots of giddy excitement at the doctor's office among the staff and Cowgirl (I'm not even kidding) and the needle came out nice and easy and then we got an x-ray to make sure there were no needle-pieces left in her finger (all clear!) and now we just need to soak the finger a few times a day and put some ointment on it and she'll be just fine.



The most amazing thing to me was how well she handled the whole thing. Not even one bit of freaking out. She was more fascinated than anything. She even insisted on going back to school after everything was checked out and given the all-clear.

UPDATE: Apparently there was not enough excitement at our house yesterday. I needed to do my grocery shopping yesterday but was sidetracked by Cowgirl's mishap so I ran to pick up some essentials after getting the kids home from school. When I arrived home Hubba told me that he and Princess were playing very gently with a lightsaber and somehow his glasses broke. 


Of course he is my only child who needs glasses full-time to function. The good news was that the warranty on these expires in two days (nice timing!) so the repairs (complete replacement of the frame) will be free. The bad news is he will be without glasses for at least a week.

Friday, May 6, 2016

Quick Quips


From the mouth of Little X:

Wait a second. Do you know that we are actually standing on the basement's ceiling? If you think about it, that's kind of freaky.

That guy sitting behind us must be SO RICH!! Because all of his teeth are GONE! I bet the tooth fairy is his best friend!

Houses without basements are boring houses.



From the mouths of my 4-5 year-olds at church:

C: My mom saw that my feet were cold and I was sad, so she put her gloves on my feet.
Me: Aren't moms the best?
M: My mom's not the best. She NEVER put gloves on my feet.

Me: Do you choose to be happy today?
M: I choose to be like a chicken!

K: I can hear my mom outside the door!
C: I can SMELL my dad outside the door!

Tuesday, May 3, 2016

They Make Me Happy


There are so many reasons why I love these two. First off, they are so great together. Being around them just makes me smile.


Kia just graduated from BYU with a Bachelor of Arts degree in graphic design. Just after graduation the two of them left for Texas where Allen T.Y. will be working in an internship for the summer. 


Also, look what they gave their moms for our birthdays. Matching bibs. Because yes, they are having a baby. THEY ARE HAVING A BABY!! Which means Allen and I will be grandparents in November. Yeah, go read that last part again. I AM GOING TO BE A GRANDMA!!!

Life just gets better and better. 

Monday, May 2, 2016

Spirit Bowl

Our local high school had spirit week last week, which is a competition between each graduating class. There is usually some kind of theme that goes along with it. This year the theme was music and each class represented a different genre. The seniors were rock, juniors were disco, sophomores were rap and the freshmen were country. On Friday they held the Spirit Bowl, an assembly where they all go head to head with videos they have created, dances they have practiced, etc. Of course, every student is encouraged to show their school spirit by dressing up for the spirit bowl as well.

Cowgirl was pretty excited about the country theme and put together this cute ensemble for Friday:


All-a-Boy was also excited about the theme of disco and throughout the week was trying to decide on how to make his outfit perfect. All I knew for sure was that he would be wearing my roller skates and our afro wig. I wasn't there on Friday morning when the kids left the house, so I didn't get to see them in all their splendor until after school. Here's what All-a-Boy looked like:


I still can't get over those pants. Or the matching ascot.

The high school is about 3 miles from our house, but All-a-Boy decided to roller skate home that day - in full disco gear. I can only imagine what people thought as he skated by. 

Sunday, May 1, 2016

Mother, I Love You

My momma

I am back to teaching young children on Sundays. Today at church the music leader in the children's primary asked the kids to pretend they were singing to their moms as they practiced the song they will be singing for Mother's Day. So, because I do as I'm told, I did. And we sang...

Mother, I love you; mother, I do.
Father in Heaven has sent me to you. 

When I am near you, I love to hear you
Singing so softly that you love me, too.

And then I couldn't sing much more. Because I was thinking about my mom, and all she did for me as a child, and as a difficult teenager, and as a new wife, then as a new mother, and even now that I have grown children. And then I thought about how much I love my kids, which meant she loved me at least that much, too. And I remembered the time that my friend Janet and I (and maybe even my brother Chip was part of this conversation during singing time at church) decided that we would sing the words differently since our mothers are Deaf and did not sing to us with their voices. We changed the words of the last half of that verse to:

When I am near you, I love to see you
Signing so clearly that you love me, too.

I also thought about my sweet mother-in-law that I love so much, and how thankful I was that she raised the man that I am lucky to call my husband.

All of those thoughts came in a matter of about 5 seconds and I had to look at my shoes for a minute and pretend I forgot the words so I could gain some composure. Sometimes thinking of how very blessed I am can be pretty overwhelming.

But then one of the little 5-year-olds sitting in front of me told me that he loved his mom more than camels and the boy sitting next to me told me he had eaten jumping beans for breakfast so he couldn't stop bouncing on his chair and the girl on the other side of me crawled onto my lap and asked if I brought snacks.

So I was quickly brought back to the present, but thankful for the momentary change of thought.