Something to make you smile

If there is ever a moment of sadness or depression I now know what to do...

watch videos of my kids.

For a little over a year I was EXCELLENT at taking pics and videos of the kids (ironically it was when I was totally into blogging before, AND had a working camera). Tonight I was downloading pictures from my external harddrive onto my NEW laptop that Dalen just gave to me. I thought I check out what was on there. And found some FABULOUS videos of my chillins. They are just awesome, in case you were wondering.

It made me miss the cuteness of how young they were. It made me smile at how much they've grown. It made me happy to be their mom!

Silliness

People,

Y'all are just silly.

I guess I am too.

I have missed blogging but have abstained for various reasons.

I have hated to disappoint, but really??? I have been uber-busy with life.

Yes, that is my EXCUSE. It is an excuse not a reason, cuz I know that I could have made the time to entertain the masses with my cunning wit and sparkling personality.

I'm at a loss as to what to say right now. There is so much churning in my brain matter, but nothing that really can be told or wants to be told. So help me out here... what do you wanna hear about. Leave your comments on what you wanna hear. If it fits the following criteria you just might see your topic posted in the near future.

1. MUST be entertaining. I need a few laughs and to get the creative juices flowing.
2. MUST be something I am okay with talking about. I know that with all my openness in the past (what with my bad parenting skills and messy house) it seems silly that there is anything I wouldn't be okay with talking about... TRUST ME, there is! At least for now.
3. IT CANNOT have anything to do with politics. There is enough crap in my life without having to start world war 3 via the world wide web!
4. And for the moment it CANNOT have anything to do with my recent surgery. I want to keep y'all in suspense as to what kind of fantastic surgery I underwent earlier this year. Keep in mind I am 35, have 4 kids and breast fed all of them.... Curious? Heehee... get your mind out of the gutter!

Song for today... Tonight Tonight by Hot Chelle Rae. Why? Cuz I wanna dance and this song makes me boogie!

All I Ever Needed To Know...

...about myself I learned from my son.

1. "You're almost Beautiful." (He said this to me when I was not quite finished getting ready for the day. Apparently all I needed to do still was fix my hair. Then maybe I would be all the way beautiful.)
2. "You know the wiggly part on the back of your arms. When it wiggles like that it means you're chubby... But that's okay mom. You're working on it." (Said as we were leaving the gym. I had my workout clothes on, which afforded him a perfect view of my wiggly arms.)
3. "Do you think Malia's hair will ever be dark like ours? Well, not like your's mom, cuz yours is white."

Is it a wonder why some days I just don't wanna get out of bed?

Really, kids are just too honest. He loves his momma though. He tells me everyday, "You're the best mom." Now, I don't think I qualify as the best mom, but I do think I can forgive the chubby, old, and almost beautiful comments when he tells me he loves me.

Did you know?

Trying to survive Spring Break... so I took the kids to the park today. I know it isn't the same as taking them on a super cool vacation to California, Florida, or even St. George, but it is free and the best I could do.

Anyhow, at the park the following conversation actually took place.

Oldest Child: "I hate being short. Everyone that is my age or younger are all taller than me."

Mom: "That's not true. You are just right for your age. Besides, I'm taller than all my sisters. I'm even taller than my mom. You can't control how tall you are."

Oldest Child: "Of course you are taller than your mom. Old people shrink."

True Story!

I'm Slow... Deal With IT!

Thought I'd post some pics of what we have been doing at our house lately!

Perfect place to fall asleep, right?

We were pirates...

Malia was a cyclops :)

Mommy and Daddy put a super cool shelf up in our room after we painted.

The shelf actually runs along 3 walls. It's AWESOME!

Then we started work on the front room.



What do you think of the colors?

Then we had Easter at Aunt Gramma's house. So much fun!


Aunt Gramma reading to the kids while the parents and teenagers hid the candy and eggs for the kids' hunt.






Then, Easter Sunday we went to Gramma Reyes' house and had lunch and another candy hunt!




Now we are just trying to make it through Spring Break alive!

It's Not ALL Bad

I'm not dead (although I walk with the living dead- working the nightshift). I am not sick (although I sometimes am sick to my stomach and constantly tired). I am really alive and kicking (sometimes kicking mad- but that is not for today's story).

So, since I haven't died I thought I would bring some holiday cheer to y'all! True story! (and I'll try REALLY hard to only add the important details since I am famous for too many details)

FiM lost his wallet today, while he was at an unnamed store (Ross Dress for Less- which to me is the equivilent of ghetto shopping- sorry for those of you who love the place, I'd rather shop at Wally World- never had a good experience at Ross). Anywho... He was at the counter, checking out and reached for his wallet, which he knew he had with him. Apparently he had to go back and look for it, people just stared, no one offered assistance. UGH! Where is the Christmas Spirit of kindness, love, charity, giving???? It was totally missing. No one offered to help look, so he ran home to cancel all the cards.

A little side note, which is uber-important to this story, FiM worked a side job this month to make some extra money for Christmas. He was paid in gift cards... which happened to be in his wallet.

Missing items : license, debit card, work debit card, temple recommend, library card, social security card (don't even get me started on this one) and 4 gift cards (non-replaceable). Other things too, but this just gives you an idea of the stress he had when he lost it, and the stress I had when I found out.

After confusion and annoyance on the phone with the credit union and such to cancel said cards and shaking from frustration with whoever thought it was okay to take it right before Christmas I just wanted to cry. Thankfully my wonderful friend/sister Sherry was here and she helped me through it.

THEN....

All of a sudden....

I kid you not....

a car pulled up to the house (like 2 or 3 hrs later).

Sherry and I looked at each other wondering who the heck was parking in front of my house. Didn't recognize the car, didn't recognize the lady...

But I did recognize what she had in her hand as she walked up the front steps. I ran to the front door and pulled it open before she even had a chance to knock. Think I probably scared her. I already had tears in my eyes. She said she found it at Ross (yup). She had called the library to get the number, they wouldn't give it but they tried to call us to let us know. They didn't know we disconnected our house line. Oops! Then the lady called blockbuster. Same problem. Oops, again! So she then decided to just drive over to the address on the driver's license. She apologized for looking through the wallet. Ummm, I don't care, she brought it back. I only wish I had something to give to her to tell her thank you. I hugged her and thanked her and told her she was so wonderful.

So for all of you out there.... no everyone is a selfish, rude, obnoxious, awful person this time of year. There are good people out there who will do the right thing. I doubt this lady will ever look at this blog, but I want to thank her and tell everyone I know that an angel touched my life today!

Lesson from the Bits

I was on my way to the instacare (Snake has Strep throat) when I got stuck behind a man riding a bike. Now, I don't mind sharing the road with bikers, but this guy was literally in the middle of the road. The road was wide enough for a bike lane (and to my understanding bikers should ride in the understood bike lane if possible). If I am wrong don't bother telling me. It isn't like I care. I only tell you this to set the stage for what happened.

Me: Oh, come on! Move over guy! (there were cars coming the other way so I couldn't just go around him)

Bits: (as we passed him FINALLY) MOM! Hims can't ride fast. He is an old man.

Me: (smiling) Oh, really?

Bits: Ya, we have to be nice, mom!

There you have it. Straight from the mouth of a 4 year old. Guess I needed my kindness lesson for today.