Random Beginning of October Phone pictures

Park pictures

 Happy Birthday Fox

September phone pictures

Bug zoo at the farmers market (Ames)

 Random pictures

August (and maybe a little earlier) phone photos

At the splash pad (in D-port)

We went to a baseball game with our ward (We had the coolest ward ever :) Also D-port) 

 I went to the American Pickers shop!!  (Near D-port in LeClaire, IA)

 Where we slept the night before we moved

 We went to the state fair (Des Moine) and I hugged the purple "hug me" guy

Booze and Blessings

Last night we were having another late night. I guess it's true what you hear about college students, they barely get to sleep. Which is all good and fun when your a 19ish year old, but when your old like us ;) and have 3 kids its not so fun. I finally managed to get to bed a little after 12 and Tony told me he got in about 2:30 (the crazy!). Anyways, I usually am really good about waking up and helping the kids if they wake up in the middle of the night. Last night? Not so much.

Emma woke up not long after Tony got in bed and came into our room and asked for a drink. Me, being exhausted and in the middle of a dream, had the following conversation with Tony.

Me:Tony? Will you get Emma a bootleg?
Tony (drowsily): What?
Me: A bootleg.
Tony: What?
Me: Some booze, will you get Emma some booze.
Tony (bewildered): What?
Me: Will you get Emma some booze. (Then coming out of it/waking up as I am finishing the sentence) Oh. Sorry. I was still sleeping.

And then I got up and got her a drink of water.

You've got to admit though, that had to have been one awesome dream. I crack up about it now thinking about what must have been going through Tony's sleepy head while I'm trying to get him to get his daughter some type of alcohol. Oh, man. Good times!

Fox has turned into one of the most polite children I have ever met. He is always saying thank you for anything anyone does for him. I've always tried to teach my kids to be polite so they will have good manners around others, but hearing "Thank you, Mom!" every time I do even the tiniest thing for him really makes me happy and feel good. I can see why being polite and saying thank you is important, and probably something that I need to do more of.

Anyways, today after getting Fox in the car he said thank you and then a few moments later added a "Bless you, Mom!" It made me giggle a little bit. I have no idea where he got it from. I love it, but still am confused as to where he might have picked it up from. I don't say it. I thought maybe he got it from his church teacher until I remembered that I am his nursery leader. I don't know where it came from, but I hope it doesn't stop. I want him blessing everyone we come in contact with. It's adorable.

I hope you have a child just like you!

I was the best kid growing up. I was always so quick to do anything. People called me Speedy....

That (a.k.a. all that is written above) is a lie. My Mom tells me I was a mellow child but almost to a fault.  She would tell me to go and do something (ei. running around neighbor Christmas gifts) with the extra encouragement of, "run like the wind," and then I would doe-tee-doe (those are my Mom's exact words) to the door and back. My speed as a child has become a family joke. 

I remember some of those times as a kid and I remember just not caring. Not that I wasn't happy about doing it, or that I wanted to make my Mom upset, I just didn't care about going fast. I would daydream and look at things around me as I went. It made me happy. I need to do that more now...

Anywho....

I was suddenly reminded of the threat that every parent (including mine) uses on their children, "One day, you are going to have a child just like you!" And I'm proudly horrified to say that I now have a child just like me--Emma. 

I went to pick up Emma from school today and waited outside her classroom door. A minute or two before the bell rang the teacher let the kids out to go to their lockers and pick up their backpacks and other belongings. I watched as Emma (one of the middle kids to come out of the classroom) doe-te-doed to her locker all while watching the other kids and activities around her and then slowly opened the locker door and pull out her jacket and backpack. 

The bell rang and all of the other children were in their classroom, but here was Emma still sitting on the hallway floor slowing fitting her jacket in her backpack and watching in awe as all the 3rd, 4th,  and 5th graders passed her. Her teacher came out twice looking for her and, seeing her still getting stuff put away, slightly rolled her eyes and went back in. Clearly this is not a first time thing. And unlike me, her teacher is too kind to yell things like "Pick up the pace, picante!" 

When Emma finally finished she started to meander back to her classroom. Her teacher came out and actually rolled her arms signifying "hurry up." Emma smiled at her teacher and continued at her own little pace. I literally did a double face palm. 

A few minutes later Emma strolled out of her classroom and we headed to Liam's classroom where he sat peering longing out his door. 

Karma. 

Picture Day

Today is picture day at the kids school. So I decided to set up my own picture day at home and see who got the better pictures. ;)  (Sorry about the graininess of the pictures. One day I will buy a new camera...one day)

I haven't seen the pictures from school, but I'm pretty sure I won. hehehe

Just thought I'd share

I made homemade taquitos last night. They were delicious.

I want some right now. In my stomach.

That is all.