Wasting away....

My daughter keeps asking me today if I am going to die. I finally asked her why she thinks I'm going to die. She said it's because I'm so old. I asked her how old she thought I was. She said "12" I didn't dare tell her how old I really am. Then she would really be scared I was going to die.

Speaking of old, I was tempted by Mom Interrupted to get a facebook account. So I did! I'm so excited! I now have 5 friends. They are my 3 sisters, 1 brother and 1 brother-in-law. Thank goodness for family and since they won't talk to me on my blog, maybe they will talk to me on facebook, except I have no clue how to work the silly thing. They'll have to do all the talking and for once, I'll be forced to listen.

Okay, here's the part about feeling old. I can't find anyone my age-ish that I know on facebook! What's up with that? Blogging seems to be alot of young moms, which I am, right? But I get so excited when I find a mom with lots of kids and over 30. Facebook seems to be young single adults or REALLY old mom's (I'm an old mom too, remember?) keeping an eye on their high school and college kids social life. At least I am still ahead of my kids on this one. (Barely!)

So, do you have a facebook account? Do you want to be friends?

Sisters!

These 3 all wanted their hair cut, so yesterday afternoon, we did hair cuts. I basically only know how to do one hair style (straight and short) and they were happy with it.

Today, A was home from school because she has strep throat. She hasn't been sick at all but the doctor called on Saturday and said that her strep test had come back positive and she would need to stay home for 48 hours. After missing Thursday and Friday pink eye, she is home again today for strep. S was home today also because she didn't feel well when she woke up and since I am now babysitting during the days, I can't take her to school so she's having a freebie.

The little boy I am watching was very sick today so I held him all day while he fussed and slept. H is fighting an ear infection and jealousy issues so he's been fussy all day. It worked out good to have the two older girls home today because they entertained K and distracted H for me.

They decided to play a High School Musical DVD Game. I loved listening to them singing and giggling and just enjoying being together. I miss their sounds when they are at school and they are in different schools so they really miss each other and the weekends just are not long enough.

Today is one of those days that makes me wish I was still teaching my children at home.

Funny K !?!

-On Thursday, I had to take A and H to the Immediate Care Center because they both had pink eye and my doctor couldn't see us that day . We had to wait for 2 hours before we were seen. They had a fish tank in the waiting room that was dirty with one big nasty fish on the bottom and then lots of little neon fish swimming all around. It was yucky but it was entertaining for the kids. K was describing the fish to me and she was very animated in her description. The woman sitting next to me was reading a magazine but she must have been listening to K talk to me because she suddenly laughed out loud and smiled at K. K scowled at her, put her chubby little hands on her hips and in her sassiest voice said to the woman, "I am not funny and I don't want you to laugh at me!" Ummm.....who's child is this? (Sorry to the poor innocent lady. She was a good sport about it. She hid her face in her magazine and shook with quiet laughter. )

-On Friday night, I was putting H to bed and Hubby was playing on the internet. K was laying next to me and we were just talking about girly stuff. She says to me, "I can't wait until a I grow up and become a mommy cuz then I will have boobs." Me coughing, "Ummm, yes! When you grow up you will be a mommy." Kate dreamily adds, "Yes, with big beautiful boobs....." Moving on!

-Last night K was wound up, and wouldn't settle down for bed. Hubby and I sent her to bed with the other girls. About an hour later they brought her to us. S and A were both crying because they were so tired and K wouldn't stop talking so that they could go to bed. Hubby and I were almost asleep, so I told K to climb into bed with us. I thought she would just fall asleep since the house was dark and quiet. Nope! She just kept talking and talking and talking. Finally Hubby asked K if she wanted to play the quiet game. K wanted to play, so Hubby explained the rules. Hubby told K that to win you have to be really quiet. The person who is quiet the longest, wins. K was excited to play.

Ready, Set, Go!

It was very quiet for about 2 minutes. I was almost asleep, and I was thinking Hubby is brilliant. Hubby's breathing was getting more even so he was almost asleep also. K was a good player. She was being really still not making a sound.

Suddenly K popped up and said, "Okay Daddy. You win! Let's play again!"

AHHHH! Seriously, where did this girl come from?

Each week J has to do a writing assignment. This week the topic was: We have been studying the patriots of the American Revolution. What does an American Patriot look like today? Why do you want to be one?

Here is J's paper:

3/06/08

An American patriot is somebody who is fighting for freedom, and is not afraid to stand up for what is right. Sometimes they help keep our country clean right here in our own communities. Sometimes they fight in the army overseas in other countries. Some patriots are old and some are young. Anyone who tries or believes in American freedoms can be a patriot.

My dad is an American patriot. He is a police officer. He protects our freedoms by enforcing the laws of the land right here in our city. My great-grandfathers were both American patriots because they fought in World War II. They served our country by fighting for our freedoms in other countries. I am learning how to be an American patriot. I am a Cub Scout. Every day I am learning about my environment, my country, my history, and the world around me while I am developing a core set of values.

Someday it will be my turn to choose to serve my country as an American patriot. I will fight for freedom and I will not be afraid to stand up for what is right. I am an American citizen and it is an honor to serve my country.

Blogging Questions

I have a friend (I won't tell her name cuz she might be embarrassed by me posting this about her) and I want her to start a blog!!! It's mostly for selfish reasons on my part. I just want to keep in better contact with her. (No, phone calls and emails are not enough!) Her reason for not blogging is, she needs a good name for her blog. It can't be cheesy. She wants it to be cool.

So, here's where you come in.

I would like to know your blogging story.

How long have you been a blogger?

Why did you start a blog?

How did you chose your blog name?

What are your current reasons for blogging?

Please help me convince my friend and some of my other non-blogging family members that blogging is a good thing and that they really want to have one for their own.

My Mouse Story...Part 3

This is part one and part two.

My neighbor now has mice. I feel guilty. She found him in her underwear. When she opened her drawer, he popped his friendly little head up, said hi and then disappeared. I'm sure he's NOT the same one that I parked in front of her house hoping to share with her. She says she has mice everywhere. They didn't even know they did until their kids saw us dumping our traps. (What made Walt Disney think that little mouse eating scraps off his floor was cute?)

Hubby found this sound thing that is supposed to bug the mice so that they leave. I hope it works. If it does, I'm going to buy one for my nieghbor as a peace offering. Not that she knows of my horrible plan to share my mouse problem with her, I'm just very thoughtful like that. (Okay. OKAY! I have GUILT!)

Tasting Heaven...

On Saturday, our Stake had a Women's Conference. I attended a class taught by my dear friend Ruth Ann on food storage. Among many wonderful things that I learned, she told us of a study done by USU on the nutrition of bread, They compared one slice of white bakery bread to one slice of homemade whole wheat bread. The study showed that a person would have to eat 150 slices of bakery white bread to equal one slice of homemade wheat bread. I told Hubby of my desire to eat healthier.

This is Hubby's solution:

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Too Hot!Yum!


Only 149 slices to go!

It's got to be a little better than the store bought bread. We'll slowly work our way up to the healthy whole wheat.