A night at the Bundy house

 I know you wonder (almost every day) what happens at the Bundy house...

Well luckily for you I recorded one entire night and decided to share some of what we did from after school (3:20ish) until dinner (5:45ish). I know you are all super excited to find out the secrets of what happens behind the Bundy's closed doors, so here you go.

Sometimes I talk to my kids (I know, I know. Crazy, right?) and sometimes our conversations aren't exactly normal...
This conversation happened when I was trying to get Fox ready to go to pick up the kids from school. It was a cold wet day and he wanted to wear flip flops.

Me: Yeah, but what if your toes freeze off? Then you wont have any more toes.
Fox: I will tape them back on.
Me: Yeah, but what if a bird comes along and eats your frozen toes before you can tape them back on (unfortunately the not exactly normal conversations are often my fault...)
Fox: Um, I will find another kids toes who have frozen off and tape them to my feet.
Me: What if the bird eats the other kids toes too?
Fox: Then I will eat the birds toes when they freeze off.

Can't argue with that kind of logic

After school Emma and Fox painted. This is Emmas painting of an owl she made for me. :)

 

Playing with Lego's

Emma: (showing me her lego man) See Mom? He has these cute little boots, and that (pointing to his "hat")...well he's a guy that bakes stuff.

 Liam: Mom, I made a portrait of you out of legos. But you have to promise not to laugh because I worked really hard on it.

 Lego Portrait of me (on the left) and Fox or Liam (on the right) because "we (Liam and Fox) look a lot the same and we both want to be police men." 

It's like I'm looking in a mirror. :)

Fox's lego guy and his hat that Fox made himself. 

And don't worry, I didn't leave me out. This is a fantastic picture of me, courtesy of Emma, doing what I do every day, multiple times a day...making stinking food. (Notice the resemblance between this picture and the lego portrait.)

And dinner--Ikea meatballs, potatoes, gravy, lingdin berry sauce and veggie. I craved this for like two weeks straight. Now it makes me slightly nauseous to even look at it. Ah, pregnant cravings. 

And this is a bonus. It didn't happen the same night, but a couple of weeks ago Liam was riding his bike and crashed having the end of the handle bar smash into his chest.

He was sore for several days after, but feeling better now, even though there's still a bruise/wound. Yay bike crashes.

So there you have it. A night at the Bundy's house. Now you know, and knowing is half the battle.

Blank Park Zoo

So in late in March (March 29th to be exact...I looked it up), there was one semi warm day. And I may or may not have talked Tony into playing hooky from school (and letting the kids skip) and going to the zoo. So if Tony fails his classes this semester, we all know who to blame...:)

But it was glorious! After a ridiculously long winter, the sky was finally blue and it was jacket weather!!  So fantastic and well worth any trouble for skipping school. :)

Blank Park Zoo is in Des Moine. It's little. And half of the animals were put away until appropriate weather. But it was still great. 

 (PS Fox is this stage where he wants nothing to do with the camera so the majority of these pictures he is either scowling, or hiding...so enjoy...)

Yay zoo!! Now to just make it through these next three weeks of school for Tony then a week of packing and getting ready, then we head to Utah!! Wahoo!! We're taking the kids out of school a week early again (oops :)), and heading out May 24th and then we are staying (at least me and the kids with Tony here and there)...wait for it...until July 7th!! I can not even tell you how ridiculously excited I am about this. :) Yay!! 29 more days. 29 more days.

Pregnant: Iowa vs. Utah

I miss being pregnant in Utah. Mostly because in Utah when your pregnant with your fourth you don't have people that say things like, "Are you crazy!?" or "Bless you, you brave, brave soul." Because really, no matter how good the intent, those comments don't really make a 4th-baby pregnant woman feel better.

In Utah when your pregnant with your fourth you have people say things like, "Number 4? You wait until #9, that's when things start to get really crazy." Or at least I imagine that's what they say... :) Because everybody has had four kids in Utah, and if they haven't they're the minority. (Okay, so I may be making half of these things up, but it's making me feel a little bit better. ;) )

I had a Mom at our elementary school (who didn't know I was pregnant) say to me today,
"Is that your oldest?" Pointing to Liam.
"Yep"
"You have three? Three's a good number."

I didn't have the guts to tell her that four is a good number too. Because in Iowa, three is abnormal. One or two is normal, three is abnormal, and four is crazy.

Ah, it's going to be so fun to see what people say to me when I have an unmistakable pregnant belly and three kids in tow. Yippie?

But really I'm super excited for four. They just keep getting better and better and funner and funner.

Baby Bundy #4

Today at my appointment they couldn't find a heart beat.

 They finished all of the other appointment "stuff" and then had me wait for another 1/2 hour until they could squeeze me in to have an ultrasound. 

I was nervous. 

Last time I went the lady I was talking to looked at me (nicely, she was a very nice lady, I just felt stupid) stupidly because I said I hadn't done a home pregnancy test. 

"Well then how do you know your pregnant?" 

"I would guess it's because I'm throwing up every morning, haven't had my period in two months, and have had three other kids and know what it feels like..."

I went right after that appointment and bought a dollar pregnancy test.

30 second later--Hooray! I was pregnant.

Today I felt stupid again.

What if the test was wrong? What if my body is just faking a pregnancy? 

Stupid, I know, but those were my first thoughts. Until I talked myself out of them. 

And then they became, I hope my baby is okay. I could have sworn I felt it move, just a little bit, the other day. 

That 1/2 hour was agonizing, but I tried to stay positive. 

Luckily I did

Introducing baby Bundy #4--

Cutest baby you've ever seen, hu?! (or as my Mom said "cutest blob"). This kid was wiggling and squirming around like crazy, but is a very health baby. :) 

I sure miss my midwife. She would have got the baby's heart beat the first time ;). But luckily now we know that I am really pregnant (aha), the baby is healthy, and it's the cutest looking baby blob kid ever. 

Our Easter Surprise

Sorry for the stinky quality. I'm not sure why it went so bad on here. But enjoy :) hehehe

Spring, oh, Spring. Wherefore art thou, Spring?

Arg. Winter.

My kids pointed out that this must be why it's called old man winter. It moves ridiculously slow, and gets old fast. :)

I'm done--DONE with winter, I tell you! I'm pretty sure (in fact Tony confirms) that I've suffered from some type of seasonal depression this winter. It's lasted forever, and although I'm usually a fairly happy person, I've had a hard time keeping it together this winter.

But this week (even though it snowed again yesterday) Spring is finally suppose to show up, with highs being in the 40's and 50's! Wahoo!! Who knew I could get so excited about still stinking cold weather? If it melts all the snow I will be ecstatic.

Okay, really I had more to write on here then just my depressing feelings over winter (and my super excited feelings over spring! Wahoo!). I have some funny stories that I wanted to get down before I forgot them.

I took my kids to a friends house yesterday and they had a dog in it's kennel in their house, cats that where running around their house and a snake. My kids were in love. We were there just a few minutes, but long enough for my kids to start fantasizing over animals of their own ;).  I was driving home in a huge, nasty, slick snowstorm when Fox started telling me about the animals, and then told me, "Mom, I'm a cute puppy....but watch out, because I bite." At least he told me so that I didn't get bitten when I got him out of his car seat, and it gave me something to laugh about in a stressful (to me) situation.

We were teasing the kids the other day and telling them that they could only go to The Dollar Tree (a place they wanted to go all Spring Break...what the?) if they answered some questions, and then we'd make the questions real hard. :) (This was occurring as we were driving to The Dollar Tree, so they knew we were just teasing). We asked a few math ones (like whats the square root of 467) and then I asked, "What's the capitol of Louisiana?" Without missing a beat Emma answered, "L!"Which, I couldn't argue with, so she got to go to The Dollar Tree.

Fox often asks me for treats, and he usually get them.... Today he asked for some m&m's. I told him he could have some when he got all of his morning chores done. So, quick as quick can be, he finished them. Unfortunately, he has gotten too smart for my own good because as we walked to the kitchen to get his treats I asked him, "Let's see, how old are you?" (Because when we are home alone I'll give him 3 treats and tell him it's because he's 3 years old.) He innocently answered, "Um...50?"

He got 3 m&m's plus one for good effort. :)

I love parent teacher conferences, because I always manage to come home with some good stories. A few weeks ago I went to meet with the kids teachers for PTC's. Liam had been complaining in the mornings about going to school for the past few days, but he would always come home happy as a lark, and I'm pretty sure he was just ready for a break (Spring break was the next week). While I was waiting to talk to his teacher, I read the persuasive papers that his class had written and put up to show parents. I could not for the life of me find Liam's.

There were papers about why kids should be able to get dogs, or not get dogs, why they should be able to go on vacation to a specific place, ect. I scanned for Liam's but wasn't able to find his name any where. Finally I decided to look for a paper that had a lot of art work on it (Liam loves drawing and coloring...writing, not so much). Sure enough, on the paper with the most artwork and color was a little tiny "Liam" written in the corner. His topic? "Why we should have one more day of school" and had things like "One more day of school equals one more day of knowledge." I laughed out loud, and got a few weird looks from other parents.

So today when he complained about going to school I pointed out his persuasive paper. To which he replied, "I want one more day at the end of school, not the middle." Crazy kid. :)

Once again, I know there's more, but I can't think of them. Oh, well. At least I got these one's down. So, happy spring everyone...because I'm not allowing it to be winter any more. :)

Sledding

Contrary to popular belief (or my belief) Iowa does have some hills...small hills, but some hills. So this year we bought some sleds and headed out to one such hill (at a golf course. It's probably man made ;)). It was a blast! The sleds we got were awesome (and cheap since we bought them late in the season), and went super fast. The kids loved it! We haven't been sledding since Utah, and my kids don't remember ever going, so it was like a whole new experience.  

You've go to love Emma's hair in this last picture :) hehehe! I remember having hair like that after an afternoon of sledding, snow and sweaty hats. We are suppose to be getting more snow tonight, and while most people are dreading it, we are kind of hoping for a good amount so we can use our sleds again! And then we are hoping that it melts fast and turns magically into spring, with 70 degree weather....:)