Sunday, March 29, 2009
SETH: We need to look for an up and coming Hispanic neighborhood to move into.
ME: (completely confused by this random comment) Why?
SETH: I am tired of being around all these whites!
HAHAHAHAHA! He was completely joking...but I do think that he (as well as myself) misses the diversity that we had grown to appreciate in Louisiana. I know there is plenty of diversity and culture out here in Texas... we just have not found ourselves immersed in it very well.
And as for the cowboy culture...I have a hard time embracing it. I chose to skip the Rodeo (which in doing so I may as well have written LOSER all over our foreheads in bright red sharpie!). When I asked if the animals got hurt when they were "roped"...I got several looks of disgust. And when I was told, "well, it can't feel good" and "sometimes it breaks the cattle's necks"-- I had made my decision. I didn't think the kids needed to see that, to which I was then told it was very "un-Texan" of me. Oops! :) But in all fairness... I am sure there are fun parts to a rodeo. But as for myself, I think I would find the most fun in laughing AT everyone else... which might mean the cows may not be the only ones with a broken neck! Yeah, I think it was probably for the best that we stayed home. ;)
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Last night as I was saying personal prayers with Connor before bed, he prayed that he could be good at school so that he could be moved back to a table and that he could get a blue star. (That is the best behavior grade you can get for the day.) I was touched by his unprompted sincerity of wanting to change.
Then today as I picked him up from school the first thing he said was, "Mom! I got a blue star today and my teacher moved me back to a table!! Just like I prayed for. I had faith inside Jesus and that I could get a blue star, and it happened!" It was a really neat experience for me to see. I was happy to hear that Connor's behavior had been improving. But I was truly grateful that not only my child's prayer was answered, but that he recognized that prayer takes faith!
His teacher told him he is just on a trial run at a table...to see if he can keep up the good work. But that he has been doing really well the last few days. I am proud of my little boy...not just for being able to control his talking, but for his sweet example of simple faith. I love you, Bear!
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Connor had to do a school project on an inventor. You could pick anyone you wanted (they suggested people like Thomas Edison). You had to research that person then make a paper doll of them of what they looked like on the outside and then put your report of facts on the inside. Connor's favorite food in the world is Ramen Noodles (I know, doesn't say much for my cooking!). So when given the option of studying the invention of anything...he chose noodles! This kid makes me laugh! I had assigned this project to Seth, and I think Connor and he did such a cute job! So, they researched it. This is Mr. Momofukko Ando. After WWII he wanted to create a cheap food that could help feed Japan. Thank you Mr. Momofuko... at 16 cents a pop I would say you did a great job of feeding Japan and my 6 year old little boy!
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
CONNOR: I told everyone at school I have a girlfriend... but I wouldn't tell them who it is.
ME: Oh really? Who is it?
CONNOR: (sounding slightly annoyed that I didn't already know this) Marilynn!
ME: Oh, right. Does she know she is your girlfriend?
I don't know why but that struck me funny. Then today when he got in the car after school this conversation really made me chuckle...
CONNOR: When everyone was watching TV today at school, I told Marilynn that she is a hottie.
ME: (A little taken back that Connor knew of the word 'hottie'-- let alone what it meant). And what did she say?
CONNOR: I'm going to tell the teacher on you!
HAHAHAHA! Good for her... I am pretty sure that is considered sexual harassment these days! ;) I am starting to like her already!
Monday, March 2, 2009
I know...I am a blogging monster today! :) I've had many of these posts on the back burner for awhile...and just have recently had the time. :)
We recently transferred Dallin from the bassinet to the porta-crib as he outgrew it about two months ago. We have a real crib upstairs with a room painted all cute and waiting for Dallin. But until he is sleeping through the night...I am just too lazy to make the switch. I don't want to walk ALL THE WAY upstairs to feed him. (Hey, upstairs is farther away than you think...especially in the dark...at 3am. :) Elijah already has a bad habit of walking into our room and waking up Dallin for company when he is bored. Thus, it didn't take Eli long to discover this new sleeping arrangement and realize that there was room for two in there! So now I often find the two of them playing and laughing (sometimes one of them is crying) together.
Elijah's newest obsession is drawing with (but not limited to) permanent markers all over our house. It started on Super Bowl Sunday. Seth and I were engrossed in the game. We both noticed and commented on how eerily quiet it was for our family of 5. Connor was watching and cheering along next to us. Dallin was with in an arms reach. But Eli was no where to be heard of or seen. Hmm... that combination is always a little unnerving. However, neither of us were willing to pull ourselves away and check. After about 20 minutes Seth got up and walked into the kitchen and found Eli sitting quietly with a permanent marker in his hand and his scribbles all over his little body from head to toe, all over the tile floor, all over the lower kitchen cabinets (outside and inside), and on all the kitchen appliances that were in the cabinets. I was too infuriated at the time to think to take any pictures of it all. Long story short...Eli walked around with permanent marker all over his body for a week, and we got most of the "decorations" off the house with the wonderful blessing of Mr. Clean's Magic Eraser. The only places we could not get the marker off was in the grout between the tiles and the inside of the cabinets. Thankfully, the kitchen floor and the outside of the wood cabinets were saved. But stupid me put the permanent marker right back where it was...tucked away in a box... inside a drawer... he can't even see into... and can barely reach. It seemed safe enough, right?...WRONG!
Eli got it out AGAIN just the other day. I was upstairs hunting through old photos and Eli walked in the room covered in globs of lotion. I was worried what else had lotion all over it so as I washed off Eli I asked Seth to find the lotion bottle. He found it...right next to the permanent marker in the boys bathroom. He had drawn on his step stool. I went in to investigate and Eli looked at me proudly as he beamed and said, "See! Mommy face!". It was his first drawing of me (let alone of anyone) ever. It melted my heart...how could I get mad? But this time I remembered to put the marker away someplace different. :)
Honestly, could I look any more pathetic?
This picture was taken of Dallin shortly after his 6 month check up and he certainly does NOT like me forcing him to sit in his Bumbo. :) We have been working on sitting up more and more everyday and I can tell his stomach is getting stronger. We still are not there yet...and are almost 7 months old. But even the daycare lady at the gym mentioned she thought he was getting stronger (without knowing any of his background). That made me very happy to hear! He can at least sit up for a few seconds now before falling over. (Literally a few seconds and he has to be positioned just right...but we will take anything we can get!)
Every party needs a party pooper...that why we invited you...Party Pooper! We could not believe it...Eli feel asleep amongst all the loud music, dancing, junk food eating, and free toy throwing! What's up with that!?!
Tired Eli and Daddy at the Spanish Town Children's Parade
Dallin all partied out...but people sure threw him A LOT of toys!