Bad Mom Moments While Moving

1. Letting Tyler choose his wardrobe this past week and allowing him to wear his bathrobe all day Tuesday and Wednesday and his swimming suit all day Thursday.

2. Tyler spending so many hours playing computer games on pbskids.org that his hair started to form a dent from the headphones he wore so I wouldn't have to hear "Thats not right" for the 100th time that day.

3. Feeding Bryce leftover pizza crust for lunch on Saturday while sitting on the kitchen floor because everything in our house had already been taken away including the food and I forgot to get out some lunch for him.

What can I say. . . it was a "survival" week for us. Kids have endured worse.

Moving...Again

Tomorrow morning we will be moving for the 5th time in almost 6 years of marriage. For the third time in six years our belongings will be going into storage while we move into Andy's parents house while they're on their mission in Belgium. Don't miss understand - I am extremely grateful for this chance to save a lot of money which will mean buying a house once we move out in a year and finally being able to lay down some roots somewhere - I just hate moving. After the 5th time, Andy and I have worked out our system. I stress for weeks before about all of the packing I'm going to have to do, start a week in advance and chip away at it until the morning the moving truck arrives. Andy sorts through and packs his belongings at 9:00 the night before. Day of the move - Andy is in charge of getting our stuff where it needs to go and I begin the cleaning process. Its become a science for us.
Sadly this is the first moves that I think Tyler really gets and has shown some emotion about. On Thursday night I had taken down all of the pictures from the wall and piled up some of our decorations in the family room to put in a box. The house didn't look like a home anymore and we were all starting to feel sad. I put Tyler to bed and when I walked back into the family room all of the picture frames and decorations had been put back where they were before. I think Tyler was trying to tell us he doesn't like moving either. He keeps checking with me to make sure all of his stuff is coming to Grandma's too (i.e. his bed, toys, books, even his toothbrush).
Bryce on the other hand is quite oblivious to it all. However, he did think it was a good week to come down with a cold and sprout 2 new teeth. Lucky mom.
We won't be far away, only in Provo. But I'll still miss Spanish Fork. I was pumping gas at a gas station on Main St. last week and had a Ford F350 on either side of me and two men with cowboy hats, boots, and handle bar mustaches walked out of the gas station. You don't see that everyday in Provo.

We're focusing on the future right now and excited for our next adventure.

The Curiosity of a Three year old

"Can we talk to Jesus on Skype?"

"Whats inhale?"

"What are bones?"

"But dogs eat bones?"

"Does Bryce have bones?"

"Do we have bones in our bum?"

"Does Bryce have bones in his bum?"

A Fish Out of Water

Bryce is 9 months old today. Most of the other babies his age at church have begun to crawl. We know the desire is there - he's just having a hard time with the coordination. Each time we think Bryce wants to crawl he resorts to this "fish out of water" move, thinking it will somehow propel him forward. We think he may make a great swimmer some day.

Just One of Those Days . . .

 

My Little Boy is 3!

Three years really flies by. Tyler is becoming less and less "a baby" and more and more a "big kid." He told me now that he's three he can play with knives "big guy ones." I think we have a few more birthdays to go before that. He did pick out his own clothes for his birthday and can dress himself if he's motivated enough to. Hence the double polo shirt.


I decided to try my hand at a little creative cake decorating this year. The cake is just a box cake mix and I bought some colored fondant. Tyler requested a lion cake so I did my best. Using fondant is a little like playing with edible play dough. It turned out better than I thought. For his birthday Tyler got some play swords (better than knives!), some wooden puzzles, puzzles that teach abcs and numbers (I'm trying to push that in any forum), sun glasses, a new movie and a pretend grocery cart with fake food. Andy thought this last gift was a little too feminine but so far its been a hit.


Standing by his "Potty chart" full of Cars stickers.

Recent funny Tyler comments:

When I asked him what kind of a birthday cake he wanted:
"A big one, a really big one. (thinks about it for a second). No, I want it to fit in the house."

After leaving my sister-in-laws house I asked Tyler if Bryce was asleep yet in his car seat. "Yeah, but lets let him sleep."

"This day, I'm not going to pick my nose." (An appropriate goal for a 3 year old)

"Bryce needs to go back to the ospibable (hospital)." After questioning Tyler on why Bryce needs to go back and wouldn't he miss having Bryce around etc. "Yeah, he's gonna miss us."

In the car riding to the park on his birthday "I love my birthday."