Sunday, October 28, 2007

I am so far behind!

I just realized I haven't blogged on this blog for over ten days...the horror!

Actually I have just been very sick and mostly in bed for the last week. Because I was in bed I didn't hear the boys say as many cute things as I normally would.

Update on #4...the mole biopsy came back yay! And he will have that lovely curved scar to show for it the rest of his life!

We went to my sister's house yesterday for her annual pumpkin carving party. The kids dress up in their costumes, and we all carve pumpkins and eat good food. Its great fun for all. We actually don't really take the kids Trick or Treating...we just have a family movie night and eat junk food and have fun together. The pumpkin party is like their Halloween so the dressing up is there. Being sick, I had a hard time getting their costumes together but we made do.

Here are a few pics.

Jango Fett vs the Jedi...

#1 being the good sport he is decided to go as a black hole at the last minute...

What was going to be a Yoda costume was adapted to become a regular Jedi since the boys lost part of Yoda's ears...

Luke...use the force Luke...

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

#4 is a brave kid

#4 had a mole removed from the side of his head today. It was a relatively small mole, but somewhat new, and had a few things about it that were flags to the Doctor, so they wanted us to have it removed just to be safe.
We had to be at the hospital at 7:30 this morning. This involved getting everyone up early and dropping the three older boys off at a friend's house so they could ride the bus to school. Then we were off to the hospital with #4 and #5 in tow.
Once we got there, they checked us in right away, took us down to weigh #4 and take his blood pressure (#5 kind of freaked out about that because for some reason he thought they were trying to electrocute #4 with the blood pressure machine). Then it was a waiting game. I had brought some paper, pens and stickers and #4 drew some ninja turtles, while he and #5 watched an episode of Clifford. Finally the doctor showed up, and it was time for the surgery. D took #5 to the foyer (D doesn't like blood) and I stayed with #4 for the surgery. At first the anesthesia didn't work and it took three tries with it to get that area numb. I was really proud of him for not flinching or screaming, he just squinted up his gorgeous green eyes and cried a little. I held his hand the whole time, and occasionally peeked over to see how things looked (I don't mind blood as much as D does). After what seemed like forever they were finally through and sewed him up. Can you believe a relatively small mole took 9 stitches?! When we had first gotten there the nurse thought the mole was so small that he wouldn't need any stitches at all for it. 9 stitches and a small bald spot later, our boy is doing fine. He even went to Kindergarten this afternoon and had a great day. Now its just waiting to find out what the lab says about the mole, and waiting for the bill for our 20% of the cost. For #4 the painful part is hopefully all over, but for us its not even close to over ;o)

Monday, October 15, 2007

A scary story by #4

Once upon a time there was a glowing green house, and there was this guy with black hair, and a stick, and glasses, and his name was Harry Potter.
So Harry Potter went into the glowing green house, and he looked up, and didn't see anything, and then a big oreo smashed him and he was NEVER SEEN AGAIN...

Quality Time...

My kids seem to need a lot of attention. Most kids are that way, but it seems like my kids really want the attention right when I am feeling too busy to give it to them. Notice I said the word "feeling".
Often this feeling comes when I am trying to make dinner and they are all clustered around me begging for food, dying of boredom, or just bugging me.
Last week I was making Cheeseburger Soup (which is VERY good by the way). The boys were restless so I put some of them to work. We have four potato peelers (because if they think something is fun and you never tell them its actually work, they will enjoy it more!) so some of them started peeling potatoes, and some of them started peeling carrots. My four year old is pretty good at peeling carrots (except for the few inches he misses on one end). Their least favorite part is picking up all the peelings that missed the garbage can.
I have a small hand cranked food processor. I have seen them at the store advertised as salsa makers, but in this case I got this one back when I was a Tupperware lady...(yes, I will pause while you adjust your image of me from cool to frumpy). I like it because I don't have to cry while chopping onions. I just cut it into a couple of large pieces and process away. I also don't grate carrots as my little chopper will mince them right up. That food processor is like a ride at Disneyland to my boys (because they haven't been to Disneyland yet and don't know any better) so they are always asking to help me chop things up with it. So not only did I get help peeling potatoes and carrots, but also chopping onions, carrots and celery for the soup. They did most of the hard work for me.
At first it felt like dinner took longer to cook, but I don't think it really did. I think time just slowed down for a while because we were spending it together. Typically on most evenings I am shoving them all out of the kitchen so they won't be in my way, but that night has changed my thinking. If I let them help me, I am getting two things done at once...dinner, and quality time together, and not only that but as a bonus they are learning all about how to be good cooks! Something I am sure their future mission companions, roomates and my future daughters in law will thank me for later.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Towels and tissues...

#3 came to me today and said, casually, but in all seriousness, "Mom, did you know our towels, the towels we use to dry off after we take a bath or a shower?...are like tissues for Heavenly Father and Jesus..."
I said, "Why is that?"
#3 answered, looking at me like I was weird, "Because they are bigger than us..."

Sunday, October 07, 2007


#3: Technically, everyone is allergic to being burned up.

So true...

Thursday, October 04, 2007

Sometimes Thank You is Enough

Today after I gave the boys their afternoon snack #1 said, "Thank you for clogging up our innards with sodium and sugar."
I think that just a plain old thank you should have been enough.