Sunday, June 9, 2013
I needed to add some pictures of Oak's birthday. He got up this morning with a new list in his head, of items he would like for next year. He also has ideas for his party next year. He asked how many more days until his birthday and seemed fine with the 364 day wait. I am happy he enjoyed his special day.
Summer is wonderful! I love having the kids at home, and it is good not to have to rush around with school activities and homework etc. We have been doing summer swimming lessons for Rooshkie, Jazz, Oak and Chlo. Jams and Sags have gone as far as they can and had no desire to join their swim team. When we get home, the kids usually spend the afternoon in the water trough. Ryan's purchase of the water trough last year was about the best purchase ever made. The kids go round and around in it, and then lay on the cement and dry out. It is great.
Ryan has been working part of the week in Monroe. We have missed having him around at night, but we are grateful he has work. He has been bidding for a long time with not too many results. He should be around more this week. The kids act way better when he is here. Oak especially does better when Ryan is around. He needs to be worked and taught, and Ryan is very good at doing that when he is here.
On Monday, Mom and Dad came over and invited us to lunch with them at Brad's. Doug and Larissa also met us there and it was fun. Lyvia was full of excitement and she had her toe nails done with butterflies. I didn't want Chlo to see them as I was sure she would be demanding butterflies on her toenails too. Mo tried to climb a magazine rack, and tipped it over, and he also insisted on eating on the table which made my dad kind of nervous. I don't know what it is about kids Moroni's age being on the table. He loves to wander around and graze off of everyone's plate. All of my kids have done that and it is kind of nerve racking because they make a mess, and I worry about them falling off all of the time.
Oak's birthday was yesterday and much fun was had by all. My mom and dad also took him toy shopping on Friday and he made quite the haul. They bought him one of those radio controlled helicopters, and all of the kids including Ryan has loved it. They like hovering it around the house. They also bought him some glow-in-the-dark bubbles and I noticed that they got dumped on the dog. He was glowing around at night.
For Oak's birthday he wanted to go to McDonalds, and to Discovery Park. I invited some of his neighborhood pals, and his girlfriend and took them to McDonalds. They got some weird toys that looked like slugs. Rings were supposed to be tossed around the slugs' neck. It was a little bit of a disappointment, but some of the toys were action figures with wings and these were a hit. They played at the play place, and I was able to visit with Amber Williams, one of my best friends. Oak likes to hang out with her boys and they were at the party too. Most of my kids stayed home and helped Ryan work on his truck. Chlo wouldn't quit bawling when it was time to leave, and I kept trying to talk her into coming with us. I had my hands full with all of the kids and so I finally just left without her. She bawled and bawled until Rooshkie built her a neat hut. This seemed to excite her.
Ryan and I bought Oak some nice gifts. He got a radio controlled truck. (He asked for a remote controlled car, black with flames.) The truck does have flames on the side and it is black. Ryan figured it would get better clearance on grass and rocks etc. Rooshkie kept being spotted in the road with it. He also got a new scooter. Kaden and Brady Williams gave him some throw poppers. The kids have had a ball with those. They go and dump a bunch in the road when no one is watching and then laugh hysterically when a car goes by popping loudly. A few times people have slowed down wondering where the popping noise is coming from, and my kids are being sneaky somewhere laughing. I am glad that they are so easily entertained. Ryan and I were outside having a nice evening chat alone last night. A car drove by and made a bunch of loud popping noises and we couldn't help but laugh.
I took my eyes off of Moroni for a few minutes yesterday and this was a huge mistake. Ryan was having issues with his truck and had it in the driveway for repairs. He had emptied all of the oil into a five-gallon bucket. Moroni really had a hayday while I was being spacey. He painted the side of Ryan's truck with it, painted the cooler with it, and I noticed his work on a welding tank. He had also streaked it all over his body and through his white-blond hair. I got him cleaned up and the bathtub looked like a oil slick. Poor little Mo. I cannot lose sight of him like that. Havoc gets reeked if I do. Ryan came home and asked who had been painting his truck. Of course it was little Mo. He did a good job in his mind.
We also went to Discovery Park just for Oak. The kids had a great time playing hide-n-seek up there. They were having some karaoke concert up there too and summertime magic was in the air. You can't beat the summertime evenings in Cedar City. They are fragrant, cool and wonderful. Moroni kept us all hopping as we attempted to keep up with him.
Today was Shrsh. (Jazzerz cute spelling of the word after kidnergarten) I loved church today. It was a great meeting. Ryan took Mo out first thing and I was amazed that the kids were being quiet during the sacrament. That is, until I looked up and noticed that they were building a hut out of hymn books. I am really trying to teach them to reverence the sacrament. We will have to have another FHE lesson on this topic. Chlo was difficult. She had been playing cops with some guns that Uncle Barry left them for Oak's birthday and was unhappy to be interrupted to get ready for church. She felt that she was needed worse as a cop this morning. After all, she was catching bad guys. Her hair is a real challenge, that Jamie tried to take on today, but after rubbing her head on the bench several times, she looked like a q-tip Chlo. Ryan sang today and did great. I was upset, because I had a sleeping Mo on my lap, and Jazz and Chlo were having a raukous wrestling match on the next bench during his nice song. I kept seeing Chlo's underwear, and I was embarrassed. It is definitely time for more reverence lectures. Anyhow, Chlo has now been threatening to cut her eyelashes off. I have been begging her not to. She is such a pretty little thing, but we have struggled enough with her self hair-cuts. I told her to keep her eyelashes, but she claims, if given a chance she is going to cut them off. We will just have to watch her close. Mo thought that he was Johnny Carson in Relief Society. He kept going into the curtains, and then making squeals as he exited them. He would expect the crowd to roar. He was also clapping his hands and making gestures as I led the singing. I finally had to shut his curtain act down because the gal teaching the lesson, is a little on the quieter side. He was pulling way too much attention from her lesson.
Ryan, Mo and I had a great nap this afternoon. When I got up, all of the curtains were drawn, and the house was eerily quiet. I came up to Rooshkie, her back to the wall, and a play gun in her hand. They were all sneaking around playing cops once again.
On Monday, Mom and Dad came over and invited us to lunch with them at Brad's. Doug and Larissa also met us there and it was fun. Lyvia was full of excitement and she had her toe nails done with butterflies. I didn't want Chlo to see them as I was sure she would be demanding butterflies on her toenails too. Mo tried to climb a magazine rack, and tipped it over, and he also insisted on eating on the table which made my dad kind of nervous. I don't know what it is about kids Moroni's age being on the table. He loves to wander around and graze off of everyone's plate. All of my kids have done that and it is kind of nerve racking because they make a mess, and I worry about them falling off all of the time.
Oak's birthday was yesterday and much fun was had by all. My mom and dad also took him toy shopping on Friday and he made quite the haul. They bought him one of those radio controlled helicopters, and all of the kids including Ryan has loved it. They like hovering it around the house. They also bought him some glow-in-the-dark bubbles and I noticed that they got dumped on the dog. He was glowing around at night.
For Oak's birthday he wanted to go to McDonalds, and to Discovery Park. I invited some of his neighborhood pals, and his girlfriend and took them to McDonalds. They got some weird toys that looked like slugs. Rings were supposed to be tossed around the slugs' neck. It was a little bit of a disappointment, but some of the toys were action figures with wings and these were a hit. They played at the play place, and I was able to visit with Amber Williams, one of my best friends. Oak likes to hang out with her boys and they were at the party too. Most of my kids stayed home and helped Ryan work on his truck. Chlo wouldn't quit bawling when it was time to leave, and I kept trying to talk her into coming with us. I had my hands full with all of the kids and so I finally just left without her. She bawled and bawled until Rooshkie built her a neat hut. This seemed to excite her.
Ryan and I bought Oak some nice gifts. He got a radio controlled truck. (He asked for a remote controlled car, black with flames.) The truck does have flames on the side and it is black. Ryan figured it would get better clearance on grass and rocks etc. Rooshkie kept being spotted in the road with it. He also got a new scooter. Kaden and Brady Williams gave him some throw poppers. The kids have had a ball with those. They go and dump a bunch in the road when no one is watching and then laugh hysterically when a car goes by popping loudly. A few times people have slowed down wondering where the popping noise is coming from, and my kids are being sneaky somewhere laughing. I am glad that they are so easily entertained. Ryan and I were outside having a nice evening chat alone last night. A car drove by and made a bunch of loud popping noises and we couldn't help but laugh.
I took my eyes off of Moroni for a few minutes yesterday and this was a huge mistake. Ryan was having issues with his truck and had it in the driveway for repairs. He had emptied all of the oil into a five-gallon bucket. Moroni really had a hayday while I was being spacey. He painted the side of Ryan's truck with it, painted the cooler with it, and I noticed his work on a welding tank. He had also streaked it all over his body and through his white-blond hair. I got him cleaned up and the bathtub looked like a oil slick. Poor little Mo. I cannot lose sight of him like that. Havoc gets reeked if I do. Ryan came home and asked who had been painting his truck. Of course it was little Mo. He did a good job in his mind.
We also went to Discovery Park just for Oak. The kids had a great time playing hide-n-seek up there. They were having some karaoke concert up there too and summertime magic was in the air. You can't beat the summertime evenings in Cedar City. They are fragrant, cool and wonderful. Moroni kept us all hopping as we attempted to keep up with him.
Today was Shrsh. (Jazzerz cute spelling of the word after kidnergarten) I loved church today. It was a great meeting. Ryan took Mo out first thing and I was amazed that the kids were being quiet during the sacrament. That is, until I looked up and noticed that they were building a hut out of hymn books. I am really trying to teach them to reverence the sacrament. We will have to have another FHE lesson on this topic. Chlo was difficult. She had been playing cops with some guns that Uncle Barry left them for Oak's birthday and was unhappy to be interrupted to get ready for church. She felt that she was needed worse as a cop this morning. After all, she was catching bad guys. Her hair is a real challenge, that Jamie tried to take on today, but after rubbing her head on the bench several times, she looked like a q-tip Chlo. Ryan sang today and did great. I was upset, because I had a sleeping Mo on my lap, and Jazz and Chlo were having a raukous wrestling match on the next bench during his nice song. I kept seeing Chlo's underwear, and I was embarrassed. It is definitely time for more reverence lectures. Anyhow, Chlo has now been threatening to cut her eyelashes off. I have been begging her not to. She is such a pretty little thing, but we have struggled enough with her self hair-cuts. I told her to keep her eyelashes, but she claims, if given a chance she is going to cut them off. We will just have to watch her close. Mo thought that he was Johnny Carson in Relief Society. He kept going into the curtains, and then making squeals as he exited them. He would expect the crowd to roar. He was also clapping his hands and making gestures as I led the singing. I finally had to shut his curtain act down because the gal teaching the lesson, is a little on the quieter side. He was pulling way too much attention from her lesson.
Ryan, Mo and I had a great nap this afternoon. When I got up, all of the curtains were drawn, and the house was eerily quiet. I came up to Rooshkie, her back to the wall, and a play gun in her hand. They were all sneaking around playing cops once again.
Sunday, June 2, 2013
Well, we have hit summertime at last! I am so glad because those last few weeks of school are always killer. Between the play and Jamer's procrastination habits, I had smoke coming out of my ears a few times. Now we can breathe in and out and relax a little bit. Jams and Sags had a field trip the day before school let out. They were able to go to the Brigham Young home, the Jacob Hamblin home, the Veyo pool, and the Mtn. Meadow Massacre sight. I have heard nothing but how much fun they had swimming. We are definitely going to have to visit the Veyo pool this year. Yep, it is where its at. They also had an end of year party out at Zerkleville playing night games and had a great time. They were very upset with me when I came to get them. Too bad their mom isn't cool and gets tired at like 9:00 pm. I am not ready for this out all night stuff. I don't think they are old enough anyway, but I like to tease them when they get invited to late night parties by telling them that I will be picking them up at 8:30 sharp. They groan and whine and bawl about staying until mid-night. Whatever...10 pm is my limit...10:30 if it isn't a school night and I am feeling saucy. Ryan and I are definitely entering the new teenager territory and so far it is kind of fun. I like threatening to embarass them. It gets great results. When I went to pick them up from playing night games they were dragging their heels and didn't want to come. I threatened to exit the van bleating loudly like a sheep...they hustled it out of there real fast. They didn't want to offend the boys they have secret crushes on.
We went out to Mt. Trumbul for Bundy reunion work day on fridee. It was pretty clunky because we have to jam pack in the cab of Ryan's truck, and we had invited a boy from the ward who is struggling. We were packed in there like tuna fish. 10 people in a truck supposed to ride 6. Anyhow, the family needed Ryan to bring a trencher out there on his skid steer and dig for them to bring electricity to more of the camps.
We didn't get out of here very early and so when we got there it was time to throw out a sleeping bag and get ta sleep. We did let the kids roast 'shmallows for a little while and Ryan quizzed the kids on the north star and all of that. It was so peaceful and tranquil out there. I had a few weird dreams about deer stompling around me and I am pretty sure there were deer around that night. I also had a dream that some wards from St. George had come out to our camp to do a road show. I was kinda relieved when I woke up to Chlo, and Mo and the regular gang. Ryan cooked breakfast, dickered around with a random cousin about where to place the trenches and went to work.
We ended up staying at Orvel Bundy's camping spot because that was where Ryan was going to start his trenches. Someone in that family has brought out a nice piece of culvert and turned it into a cool slide. The kids slid down over and over. Mo even loved it because the girls would send him down the slide on a pillow. He loved it, but Chlo, ended up bawling and bawling non-stop. I am not sure if she was clanking into someone else, or what, but her bawling got old. Luckily we found her a caterpiller that she lovingly named "Daisy." She played and played with Daisy and suddenly her world looked much brighter. I was so grateful for Daisy. She hauled her everywhere. We went over to the slab with her, she carried her in all of her travels. Daisy saved us because it was hot, dry, and miserable out there.
Ryan came back after his trenching was done and we discussed what to do next. Everyone had gone home and it was extremely dry and hot. He fell asleep and so did I for awhile. Finally he woke up and just declared that he wanted to go home. We hurried and packed and left. I didn't question Chlo about Daisy, and I forgot about her. About half-way down the road, I got concerned about Chlo. She was riding in the back, and she had fallen to sleep. I figured she was going to get fried by the sun. We brought her up front and she wallered all over the cab. When we got back on the pavement, everyone had to get up front and Jazzerz took one look at Chlo's back and gasped. They all started making all of the "Ooo gross" type comments. My shoulder's slumped way down, because I figured I was going to have an unpleasant mess to clean. I finally got up the nerve to ask what the problem was. Jazzerz exclaimed that Chlo had sat or rolled on Daisy and she was squashed on Chlo's backside. Oh boy did Chlo ever mourn over that news. I handed Jazz a baby wipe and asked her to clean up Daisy. Jazz was reluctant but did as she was told. After a few minutes of Chlo's wails, Jazz looked harder and said, "Eww, I missed Daisy's eyes!" This just sent Chlo into hysterics. Poor Chlo and poor Daisy. She was a great caterpillar. She will be missed by all who knew her.
We got up for church today and Oak and Jerusha were dizzy, hungry, and nauseous. I assumed they got a touch of heat stroke. I kept them home together and the rest of us went to church. Chlo had to give a speech in primary. I whispered what to say to her and she would whisper one word out of the sentence silently into the microphone. Cute Chlo and her first speech. I was proud of her.
Mo was being such a wild cat that I finally sent him with Ryan. When I came out of Relief Society, Mo was swinging around on the hand rails, and Ryan was snoozing with his hat on his face. All in all, a great day at Shrsh. (Cute Jazzerz spelling of the word.)
We went out to Mt. Trumbul for Bundy reunion work day on fridee. It was pretty clunky because we have to jam pack in the cab of Ryan's truck, and we had invited a boy from the ward who is struggling. We were packed in there like tuna fish. 10 people in a truck supposed to ride 6. Anyhow, the family needed Ryan to bring a trencher out there on his skid steer and dig for them to bring electricity to more of the camps.
We didn't get out of here very early and so when we got there it was time to throw out a sleeping bag and get ta sleep. We did let the kids roast 'shmallows for a little while and Ryan quizzed the kids on the north star and all of that. It was so peaceful and tranquil out there. I had a few weird dreams about deer stompling around me and I am pretty sure there were deer around that night. I also had a dream that some wards from St. George had come out to our camp to do a road show. I was kinda relieved when I woke up to Chlo, and Mo and the regular gang. Ryan cooked breakfast, dickered around with a random cousin about where to place the trenches and went to work.
We ended up staying at Orvel Bundy's camping spot because that was where Ryan was going to start his trenches. Someone in that family has brought out a nice piece of culvert and turned it into a cool slide. The kids slid down over and over. Mo even loved it because the girls would send him down the slide on a pillow. He loved it, but Chlo, ended up bawling and bawling non-stop. I am not sure if she was clanking into someone else, or what, but her bawling got old. Luckily we found her a caterpiller that she lovingly named "Daisy." She played and played with Daisy and suddenly her world looked much brighter. I was so grateful for Daisy. She hauled her everywhere. We went over to the slab with her, she carried her in all of her travels. Daisy saved us because it was hot, dry, and miserable out there.
Ryan came back after his trenching was done and we discussed what to do next. Everyone had gone home and it was extremely dry and hot. He fell asleep and so did I for awhile. Finally he woke up and just declared that he wanted to go home. We hurried and packed and left. I didn't question Chlo about Daisy, and I forgot about her. About half-way down the road, I got concerned about Chlo. She was riding in the back, and she had fallen to sleep. I figured she was going to get fried by the sun. We brought her up front and she wallered all over the cab. When we got back on the pavement, everyone had to get up front and Jazzerz took one look at Chlo's back and gasped. They all started making all of the "Ooo gross" type comments. My shoulder's slumped way down, because I figured I was going to have an unpleasant mess to clean. I finally got up the nerve to ask what the problem was. Jazzerz exclaimed that Chlo had sat or rolled on Daisy and she was squashed on Chlo's backside. Oh boy did Chlo ever mourn over that news. I handed Jazz a baby wipe and asked her to clean up Daisy. Jazz was reluctant but did as she was told. After a few minutes of Chlo's wails, Jazz looked harder and said, "Eww, I missed Daisy's eyes!" This just sent Chlo into hysterics. Poor Chlo and poor Daisy. She was a great caterpillar. She will be missed by all who knew her.
We got up for church today and Oak and Jerusha were dizzy, hungry, and nauseous. I assumed they got a touch of heat stroke. I kept them home together and the rest of us went to church. Chlo had to give a speech in primary. I whispered what to say to her and she would whisper one word out of the sentence silently into the microphone. Cute Chlo and her first speech. I was proud of her.
Mo was being such a wild cat that I finally sent him with Ryan. When I came out of Relief Society, Mo was swinging around on the hand rails, and Ryan was snoozing with his hat on his face. All in all, a great day at Shrsh. (Cute Jazzerz spelling of the word.)
Sunday, May 26, 2013
This week has been great, but so busy that I am glad it is over. The play was this past weekend and so the kids had a lot of hours of practice to put in. We also had orthodontist appointments, young womens, and all of the regular end-of-school year stuff that makes me want to scratch my eyeballs out. I have been so busy this week that no one has had any socks to wear. I am way behind on laundry. Anyhow, this week should be less busy. I will get caught up.
Chlo has been on one this week to top it all off. We have just raced from one thing to the next, and have been at home only at scattered intervals. The kids kept complaining that Chlo was stealing the silverware. I couldn't for the life of me figure out why she would do this, and so I spacily ignored their complaints. Anyhow from time to time I would notice that there seemed to be less spoons, but I thought it was because I was loading the dishwasher too full. Anyhow, finally on Saturday, Jazzerz came to me to say that she had found Chloee's stash of silverware. Why was she taking it???? I have no answer for that. I did notice a few times that the kids would ask her for a spoon and she was able to produce one though. She had been stashing them in between the couch and the window.
She also took a few of my round cake pans and proceeded to clank and clomp all over the house with them. It was crash, crash, all over the tile floor. I must admit that my nerves were quite shot over this activity. She has also been taking my step aerobics step and playing with it quite vigorously. She was being a "hover cricket?" (these are her own words.) Ryan and I found the step aerobics step covered with towels in our bathroom, covered with blankets in our bed, and spread out amongst blankets and pillows in the hall. I still haven't quite figured out what she is doing. Anyhow, I am glad she has had a good time amidst all of the busy chaos.
Sager, Rooshkie, and Wams did a great job in the play this weekend! I was as proud as punch! I was way impressed with how much Sage had memorized. It was like an entire book. The kids did great and it was way fun to see all of their hard work pay off. The last night they had bought Sage a bouquet of roses and were sure to tell everyone that she was only in sixth grade. She and my other girls really wowed them. My mom and dad came over the first night and helped me chase Moroni around. Sage had even reserved Ryan and I a seat up front, but I couldn't sit there too much. Momo was wanting to be the star of the show. He was one step away of climbing on stage at one point, but luckily I caught him in the nick of time. My Dad finally took him out, and Mo had him worn out in no time. Watching Mo brings out the athlete in all of us. Barry and Mindi came over the next night. Ryan kept the kids and I was able to video tape most of it. I am sure we will love watching it again and again.
Ryan got the kids some show steers rounded up this week too. He has been busy with little Oak, fixing fences and hanging gates. He has leased a piece of property just under the overpass so the kids can do their chores and work their steers. Jamie's steer is just lazy and likes to eat, but Sage's is going to give her a run for her money. I am glad Ryan has some tricks to try to tame him down. I wouldn 't have the foggiest clue what to do. All in all, a great week. I am glad we found our silverware, and I am glad there is no more play practice!
Chlo has been on one this week to top it all off. We have just raced from one thing to the next, and have been at home only at scattered intervals. The kids kept complaining that Chlo was stealing the silverware. I couldn't for the life of me figure out why she would do this, and so I spacily ignored their complaints. Anyhow from time to time I would notice that there seemed to be less spoons, but I thought it was because I was loading the dishwasher too full. Anyhow, finally on Saturday, Jazzerz came to me to say that she had found Chloee's stash of silverware. Why was she taking it???? I have no answer for that. I did notice a few times that the kids would ask her for a spoon and she was able to produce one though. She had been stashing them in between the couch and the window.
She also took a few of my round cake pans and proceeded to clank and clomp all over the house with them. It was crash, crash, all over the tile floor. I must admit that my nerves were quite shot over this activity. She has also been taking my step aerobics step and playing with it quite vigorously. She was being a "hover cricket?" (these are her own words.) Ryan and I found the step aerobics step covered with towels in our bathroom, covered with blankets in our bed, and spread out amongst blankets and pillows in the hall. I still haven't quite figured out what she is doing. Anyhow, I am glad she has had a good time amidst all of the busy chaos.
Sager, Rooshkie, and Wams did a great job in the play this weekend! I was as proud as punch! I was way impressed with how much Sage had memorized. It was like an entire book. The kids did great and it was way fun to see all of their hard work pay off. The last night they had bought Sage a bouquet of roses and were sure to tell everyone that she was only in sixth grade. She and my other girls really wowed them. My mom and dad came over the first night and helped me chase Moroni around. Sage had even reserved Ryan and I a seat up front, but I couldn't sit there too much. Momo was wanting to be the star of the show. He was one step away of climbing on stage at one point, but luckily I caught him in the nick of time. My Dad finally took him out, and Mo had him worn out in no time. Watching Mo brings out the athlete in all of us. Barry and Mindi came over the next night. Ryan kept the kids and I was able to video tape most of it. I am sure we will love watching it again and again.
Ryan got the kids some show steers rounded up this week too. He has been busy with little Oak, fixing fences and hanging gates. He has leased a piece of property just under the overpass so the kids can do their chores and work their steers. Jamie's steer is just lazy and likes to eat, but Sage's is going to give her a run for her money. I am glad Ryan has some tricks to try to tame him down. I wouldn 't have the foggiest clue what to do. All in all, a great week. I am glad we found our silverware, and I am glad there is no more play practice!
Monday, May 20, 2013
It has been a great week and weekend! Time flies faster and faster the older I get. Anyhow, last week was insanely busy. Jamie still needed some work done on her braces, and so I shuttled her to and from the orthodontist. Mo was naughty of course in the waiting room.
Jams and Sags also had a concert and it was just excellent. I have been so happy that they have gotten so good on their instruments. All of the screechy and squeaky practice those first few years were totally worth it now. I love watching them. For this concert, I got to watch Jams, but not Sags because Moroni started screeching loudly. I do not know what he was trying to prove, but he got very loud with his squeals. I would step out, and then step in, and SCREECH! It was not good. They sounded very good through the door though. I was so proud of them. Jams looks swift and cool working her bow. I am so grateful for Mrs. Hughes and Mrs. Doyle. They have spent many an hour with my children and their instruments and it shows.
These pictures were snapped after the concert. They actually played with Parowan High School's band and orchestra. It sounded awesome, especially the Indiana Jones song.
We ended up going to Nevada for the weekend because Ryan had a childhood friend pass away. It came as quite a shock to him. Anyhow, this meant that the kids had a great time living in Grandpa's ditch for the weekend. They had a great time. They caught frogs until all hours of the night too. I think 25 was their final count. I am so grateful for the ranch. It is an awesome place. We watched an awesome lightning storm on friday night and some of the bulls were making a lot of noise about it. I love going to sleep listening to the sound of the frogs this time of year. We could hear the water rushing in the ditch, and the frogs. How fresh and tranquil is that!? I love it, love it, love it! They also have a dogie calf down there who is always eager for the girls to bottle feed him, and Oak gets to haul buckets of grain to the cows. My kids are so blessed to have those experiences. They are so lucky.
Arden was awesome and took all of the kids swimming while Ryan and I attended the funeral. I know from personal experience that this is no easy task. Jams told me that Oak kept bawling too. How patient is Arden! He also took Oak fishing. Much fun was had by all, and Ryan cooked their trout for them.
The one downer to the weekend was the fact that Oscar was not there for Chlo in church. I feel kinda bad, because I am not aware of Oscar's last name, but he is Chlo's sunbeam teacher in the Bunkerville ward. She loves Oscar and was eager to go to his class. What a disappointment that he happened to be out of town for the weekend. Poor little Chlo! She looked and looked for Oscar!
We also went to visit Grandma Grapes. Most of the Bundy's refer to her as "Grandma Great." My kids somehow mixed it up by calling her Grandma Grapes, and in their defense, she does have grapes. Anyhow, I love her, but she has a million trinkets and it was quite maddening to keep Mo boy out of her stuff. He also kept throwing blocks at Chlo's face, and so a bulk of our time was spent outside. He really wanted to hang out with grandma's sheep, but I was afraid they were going to jump on him. He had a great time shuttling around her yard. We would take him in, he would chuck a block and out we would go. I enjoyed the visit though. We are grateful to grandma grapes.
Jams and Sags also had a concert and it was just excellent. I have been so happy that they have gotten so good on their instruments. All of the screechy and squeaky practice those first few years were totally worth it now. I love watching them. For this concert, I got to watch Jams, but not Sags because Moroni started screeching loudly. I do not know what he was trying to prove, but he got very loud with his squeals. I would step out, and then step in, and SCREECH! It was not good. They sounded very good through the door though. I was so proud of them. Jams looks swift and cool working her bow. I am so grateful for Mrs. Hughes and Mrs. Doyle. They have spent many an hour with my children and their instruments and it shows.
We ended up going to Nevada for the weekend because Ryan had a childhood friend pass away. It came as quite a shock to him. Anyhow, this meant that the kids had a great time living in Grandpa's ditch for the weekend. They had a great time. They caught frogs until all hours of the night too. I think 25 was their final count. I am so grateful for the ranch. It is an awesome place. We watched an awesome lightning storm on friday night and some of the bulls were making a lot of noise about it. I love going to sleep listening to the sound of the frogs this time of year. We could hear the water rushing in the ditch, and the frogs. How fresh and tranquil is that!? I love it, love it, love it! They also have a dogie calf down there who is always eager for the girls to bottle feed him, and Oak gets to haul buckets of grain to the cows. My kids are so blessed to have those experiences. They are so lucky.
Arden was awesome and took all of the kids swimming while Ryan and I attended the funeral. I know from personal experience that this is no easy task. Jams told me that Oak kept bawling too. How patient is Arden! He also took Oak fishing. Much fun was had by all, and Ryan cooked their trout for them.
The one downer to the weekend was the fact that Oscar was not there for Chlo in church. I feel kinda bad, because I am not aware of Oscar's last name, but he is Chlo's sunbeam teacher in the Bunkerville ward. She loves Oscar and was eager to go to his class. What a disappointment that he happened to be out of town for the weekend. Poor little Chlo! She looked and looked for Oscar!
Bailey also brought down little Jaylee for us to see and she is awesome. She seems really easy going, and she is a beautiful baby. The picture above shows grandma holding her. She was great fun.
Today was Miss Sager's birthday. She decided she wanted some cash, and so we cancelled her party and spoiled her as a family instead. She seemed to enjoy her day and the cheesecake birthday cake.
Monday, May 13, 2013
Well, the weekend was great. Jerusha has been hounding Ryan to fix her bike tires, and so he got up and spent the whole morning fixing bike tires. We have puncture weeds all over the neighborhood, and our tires are constantly popping. In the afternoon, he and most of the kids decided to ride their bikes to the new park. They just updated the city park and added new equipment. Anyhow, Oak even wanted to go which surprised me because he knew how to ride a bike last year, but has seemed to have forgotten over the winter. Ryan's employee gave him a boy bike, but it still had training wheels, and that seemed to throw him off too. Anyhow, he rides, but pretty slow. I decided to wait for ten minutes and follow in the van so that I could pick up a tired Oak and Jazz. I figured they would wear out quickly. Not so, they rode the whole way...even Oak with his clunky training wheels. The kids played on the new equipment for awhile, and Ryan rode over to a floral shop and bought me some flowers for Mother's day which was a great surprise. They then rode all the way home (Oak included!) I was way surprised at Oak. He did great even though he said he hated the trip. It was probably an eight mile ride. It was only 30 minutes before he was clunking around on the training wheels again.
Jams, Sags, and Rooshkie at the top
Yesterday was Mother's day, and it was great. I think I have enjoyed my last few mothers days because I refuse to feel guilty and picked on. I used to feel inadequate on Mother's day when I would hear all of the heroic mother stories that they tell in church, and I also used to have all of these grand expectations of my husband and children. A little thanks and recognition is all that I now require. Jamie wrote me a nice note, Jazz had made me a pen with a flower on the end of it, Jerusha made me a crepe paper flower, and Chlo had dictated a nice note. It was great. Oak also attempted to do the dishes. He fizzled pretty fast, but hey, he thought about helping out. Ryan told the girls to clean up lunch, but they were all dragging and so I told them that they were going to go to bed earlier. Ha, that was a joke. They decided they wanted to sleep outside, and so they piled their bags on the back lawn. They giggle goofed until 11pm or so. It made me mad because they wouldn't wake up for school. This was after all kinds of promises to just go out there and go to sleep. Anyhow Chlo took the skull from Halloween to sleep with and I just cannot figure out how a cackling, flashing, skull with a zombie-like voice can be a comfort to her, but it must be. She slept with it around Halloween time too. I find it kinda morbid, but hey, Chlo needs it, so more power to her.
Thanks to Mother, Chlo has been demanding waffles in the shape of butterflies. I usually just cook her a waffle and give it to her no matter what it looks like and just exclaim "look.. its a butterfly!" This morning she wanted a waffle in the shape of a lion. I had to draw the line.
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