The other day Y was walking around my mom's house holding his hands up to his eyes like binoculars. When my mom asked him what he was doing he proceeded to say, "I am sightseeing."
Where on earth does a three almost four year old know what sightseeing is and where did he learn that word.
Needless to say it was hilarious. We were rolling with tears in our eyes. What a goof.
11/11/09
10/16/09
Here is an update for all those that read. It's probably not many if any at all but here it is if you are wondering. Well I am not making excuses for not blogging. Sorry haven't been in the state of mind and there are times I don't care too much.
It's fall time, which I love. If there were a place on earth that had fall time weather all year round, not on the coast to avoid the extreme rain, has the beautiful mountains that we have here, snow capped and all, I would move there. However there isn't, so I will suffer through the winter, spring and the heat of the summer(which isn't too bad sometimes). I just wish we could take out the Halloween part of the fall. There are too many things to hate about it, like the costumes, the gory, bloody costumes. It scares the little ones and the big ones don't want cute do-gooder costumes. I hate that I have to spend more money to get them dressed up and money for candy and blah blah blah. I would rather just take the kids to the store, let them buy what candy they want and have a fun home night without the scary part of Halloween. But I will let them decide if they want to freeze to go trick-or-treating. I won't be a scrooge, I will comply.
There is a ton going on so I will update.
Shaylan has started his own business as a Farmers Insurance Agent. If you have insurance needs... your call would be appreciated. You can email too and he will call you.
I am still working in dental offices. I can't get away. Not that I try to hard either. Not driving to Provo, which is pleasant, and working part time now. Loving that I have more time with the boys. I also started a clogging class, something I have missed immensely. Now I just have to learn how to learn again. When you quit something for so long, there is a bit of a learning curve. I haven't learned anything new so quickly for so long now that I am trying to catch up now. It's coming along, I am getting a good workout once a week, and I don't know why I ever quit. Something about the politics of the old situation that make me cringe.
Y started preschool. The we quit. I went to help one day and realized that I was wasting money. It was supervised playtime. I am not paying for that. We will do some home preschool and then try again with another program next year. We still have time.
J is J. Insanely busy and talkative for a two year old. We are trying to decide if I am ready to potty train. he is ready. I am not. Diapers are easier sometimes and I hate the clean up when you potty train. Boys can be a pain too. Playing is better than going potty so there is an insane amount of bribery that goes into potty training. J also knows way to much about what is going on around him. He forms complete sentences that just blow my mind. I wonder how is two year old brain processes all the info sometimes. I guess this is the prime learning time so I should take advantage of it.
I have to admit though. I did not go to school to be a teacher and this is more of a learning process for me than it is for the kids. I don't know where a two or a three year old should be at this point so I am not sure what to work on. I think my kids are smart, but dumb people think their kids are smart. I may fall into this category. Not sure.
Life is life. It goes and goes. Too quickly for me sometimes but we run the rat race just like the rest of you. Try to get ahead, fall behind, and play catch up. That is the way life is right. I have pictures but I hate that blogger is so slow to upload so they will be on facebook and you can click the links to the right to see them all. Thanks for catching up. Hope you call come back soon. Kids do the darnedest things. I will have some stories soon. Just can't think of them right now.
Later...
It's fall time, which I love. If there were a place on earth that had fall time weather all year round, not on the coast to avoid the extreme rain, has the beautiful mountains that we have here, snow capped and all, I would move there. However there isn't, so I will suffer through the winter, spring and the heat of the summer(which isn't too bad sometimes). I just wish we could take out the Halloween part of the fall. There are too many things to hate about it, like the costumes, the gory, bloody costumes. It scares the little ones and the big ones don't want cute do-gooder costumes. I hate that I have to spend more money to get them dressed up and money for candy and blah blah blah. I would rather just take the kids to the store, let them buy what candy they want and have a fun home night without the scary part of Halloween. But I will let them decide if they want to freeze to go trick-or-treating. I won't be a scrooge, I will comply.
There is a ton going on so I will update.
Shaylan has started his own business as a Farmers Insurance Agent. If you have insurance needs... your call would be appreciated. You can email too and he will call you.
I am still working in dental offices. I can't get away. Not that I try to hard either. Not driving to Provo, which is pleasant, and working part time now. Loving that I have more time with the boys. I also started a clogging class, something I have missed immensely. Now I just have to learn how to learn again. When you quit something for so long, there is a bit of a learning curve. I haven't learned anything new so quickly for so long now that I am trying to catch up now. It's coming along, I am getting a good workout once a week, and I don't know why I ever quit. Something about the politics of the old situation that make me cringe.
Y started preschool. The we quit. I went to help one day and realized that I was wasting money. It was supervised playtime. I am not paying for that. We will do some home preschool and then try again with another program next year. We still have time.
J is J. Insanely busy and talkative for a two year old. We are trying to decide if I am ready to potty train. he is ready. I am not. Diapers are easier sometimes and I hate the clean up when you potty train. Boys can be a pain too. Playing is better than going potty so there is an insane amount of bribery that goes into potty training. J also knows way to much about what is going on around him. He forms complete sentences that just blow my mind. I wonder how is two year old brain processes all the info sometimes. I guess this is the prime learning time so I should take advantage of it.
I have to admit though. I did not go to school to be a teacher and this is more of a learning process for me than it is for the kids. I don't know where a two or a three year old should be at this point so I am not sure what to work on. I think my kids are smart, but dumb people think their kids are smart. I may fall into this category. Not sure.
Life is life. It goes and goes. Too quickly for me sometimes but we run the rat race just like the rest of you. Try to get ahead, fall behind, and play catch up. That is the way life is right. I have pictures but I hate that blogger is so slow to upload so they will be on facebook and you can click the links to the right to see them all. Thanks for catching up. Hope you call come back soon. Kids do the darnedest things. I will have some stories soon. Just can't think of them right now.
Later...
2/23/09
Death Rays, Tasers and Cell Phones
I am always looking for a good laugh. Hilariousness. Robert Kirby is one of those people who invoke fits of gut busting laughs from me. I have a weird sense of humor. Sometimes he is irreverent, which is needed, and sometimes he hits the nail on the head. For instance, the following was posted sometime in the last month:
Kirby: Cell phone is not the problem, it's the idiot holding it
By Robert Kirby
Tribune Columnist
Posted: 01/27/2009 06:00:00 PM MST
I wish there was a death ray in my truck. I'd use it on people who drive while talking on their cell phones. I'm just not patient enough to wait for them to get brain cancer.
Some goof in front of me would be blathering away to his girlfriend or stock broker while using two lanes to drive and -- ZAP! -- a smoking hole would suddenly appear where his head used to be.
I know what you're thinking -- with advanced death ray technology, couldn't I just shoot the cell phone out of the offender's hand?
You're a child. The phone isn't the problem. It's the guy's head. If he can't figure out that he shouldn't be driving while talking, he doesn't deserve to have one. If he still had a head, he'd just buy another phone.
I realize this isn't entirely safe. Not only would the driverless vehicle suddenly wander out of control (which it was doing anyway), but lining up the shot would also briefly distract me from my own driving.
I don't have a death ray yet, but if I did, it would be exempt under House Bill 95, sponsored by Rep. Phil Riesen, D-Hollady. Although it does send a message, a death ray is not a form of wireless communication.
I haven't read Phil's bill in its entirety (nor do I plan to) but I've heard it's very comprehensive, outlawing all forms of wireless communication while driving including mental telepathy, wishful thinking and even promptings from the Holy Ghost.
Rep. Carl Wimmer, R-Herriman doesn't care for HB95, saying it's too restrictive. Theoretically it would target people who drive just fine while trying to refinance their mortgages by phone.
According to Carl, "Instead of banning bad behavior, we're banning what could possibly lead to bad behavior."
I like this logic and plan on using it the next time the UHP stops me for driving 400 mph.
Hey, speeding isn't bad behavior if I'm doing it successfully.
Trooper » "License and registration, sir."
Me » "Absolutely not. I haven't killed anyone yet. In fact, this stop is illegal and I'm leaving."
After the Taser probes are removed from my forehead and neck, I'll use my cell phone to arrange for bail.
The problem with making it illegal to use a cell phone while driving is the enforcement. How do you prove that someone was actually communicating? You can't tell just by looking at them. What if they just like holding a phone against their head even if no one is on the other end?
All hope is not lost. My Taser incident gives me an idea. What if all drivers were required to wear cell phone-activated shock collars in addition to seat belts? It's pretty hard to talk on a cell phone with your tongue stuck to the windshield.
It's not a death ray, but we'll all be much safer drivers until the technology comes along.
Back to me: I just started a job in Provo (oh the words I would use on myself here I HATE HATE HATE Provo (there is no words to explain this hatred, it's there and deep)) and my commute some days is horrible. With grandma in front of me and the dude next to me who won't turn off his blinker, which means I have no clue when or if I can expect him to move over, I want to SCREAM. And cell phones just make the commute worse. People who don't realize that their exit is in 400 feet (400 feet is a long way to walk but when traveling at 85 MPH, which is common in Utah as we all have to be in front of the guy in front of us, it can be quite a short amount of space) a screech to the right lane and cutting off seven people in the meantime makes for a lovely drive.
Mercy where is my death ray?
Kirby: Cell phone is not the problem, it's the idiot holding it
By Robert Kirby
Tribune Columnist
Posted: 01/27/2009 06:00:00 PM MST
I wish there was a death ray in my truck. I'd use it on people who drive while talking on their cell phones. I'm just not patient enough to wait for them to get brain cancer.
Some goof in front of me would be blathering away to his girlfriend or stock broker while using two lanes to drive and -- ZAP! -- a smoking hole would suddenly appear where his head used to be.
I know what you're thinking -- with advanced death ray technology, couldn't I just shoot the cell phone out of the offender's hand?
You're a child. The phone isn't the problem. It's the guy's head. If he can't figure out that he shouldn't be driving while talking, he doesn't deserve to have one. If he still had a head, he'd just buy another phone.
I realize this isn't entirely safe. Not only would the driverless vehicle suddenly wander out of control (which it was doing anyway), but lining up the shot would also briefly distract me from my own driving.
I don't have a death ray yet, but if I did, it would be exempt under House Bill 95, sponsored by Rep. Phil Riesen, D-Hollady. Although it does send a message, a death ray is not a form of wireless communication.
I haven't read Phil's bill in its entirety (nor do I plan to) but I've heard it's very comprehensive, outlawing all forms of wireless communication while driving including mental telepathy, wishful thinking and even promptings from the Holy Ghost.
Rep. Carl Wimmer, R-Herriman doesn't care for HB95, saying it's too restrictive. Theoretically it would target people who drive just fine while trying to refinance their mortgages by phone.
According to Carl, "Instead of banning bad behavior, we're banning what could possibly lead to bad behavior."
I like this logic and plan on using it the next time the UHP stops me for driving 400 mph.
Hey, speeding isn't bad behavior if I'm doing it successfully.
Trooper » "License and registration, sir."
Me » "Absolutely not. I haven't killed anyone yet. In fact, this stop is illegal and I'm leaving."
After the Taser probes are removed from my forehead and neck, I'll use my cell phone to arrange for bail.
The problem with making it illegal to use a cell phone while driving is the enforcement. How do you prove that someone was actually communicating? You can't tell just by looking at them. What if they just like holding a phone against their head even if no one is on the other end?
All hope is not lost. My Taser incident gives me an idea. What if all drivers were required to wear cell phone-activated shock collars in addition to seat belts? It's pretty hard to talk on a cell phone with your tongue stuck to the windshield.
It's not a death ray, but we'll all be much safer drivers until the technology comes along.
Back to me: I just started a job in Provo (oh the words I would use on myself here I HATE HATE HATE Provo (there is no words to explain this hatred, it's there and deep)) and my commute some days is horrible. With grandma in front of me and the dude next to me who won't turn off his blinker, which means I have no clue when or if I can expect him to move over, I want to SCREAM. And cell phones just make the commute worse. People who don't realize that their exit is in 400 feet (400 feet is a long way to walk but when traveling at 85 MPH, which is common in Utah as we all have to be in front of the guy in front of us, it can be quite a short amount of space) a screech to the right lane and cutting off seven people in the meantime makes for a lovely drive.
Mercy where is my death ray?
1/24/09
WOW. What more can I say? I am the worst blogger in the world. I get on Tara's case about updating her blog so I can see the cute little one and I don't update mine for four months. I am a slacker. How awful can you be? We new year resolution number one (actually the only one): update the blog regularly. What regularly means... we will have to see.
Not much happening in these parts of the woods. Shaylan graduated from the U with his bachelors. Now to find a job. That sucks really bad in this economy. He has the degree but little experience in the professional world. We may have to take drastic measures and join some faction or something. I don't work as much as I used to so we are in desperate need of a full time job for him. I am still selling Lia Sophia and need some shows. I am calling on the love and pity of others and asking you to host shows. They are tons of fun and I do theme party's too!! You pick and I will supply. Anyway... Wyatt turned three in December and we are still potty training. He pretty much has the pee thing down. I am having the hardest time with the poop. Can't figure out why he won't do it in the toilet. Time will pass and he will get it. Patience, NEVER ask for it cause it will come in ways you don't expect it. Jay is growing up too fast. He is almost to full sentences now. He is only 19 months old and I don't think he should be able to talk as well as he does yet. He is way way too smart. Wyatt is quite the older brother; stubborn, bossy, territorial, bossy, typical oldest child. Too much like his mother. Child out for my own heart. Check out the new picts with the link on the side. Thanks for checking back!
Not much happening in these parts of the woods. Shaylan graduated from the U with his bachelors. Now to find a job. That sucks really bad in this economy. He has the degree but little experience in the professional world. We may have to take drastic measures and join some faction or something. I don't work as much as I used to so we are in desperate need of a full time job for him. I am still selling Lia Sophia and need some shows. I am calling on the love and pity of others and asking you to host shows. They are tons of fun and I do theme party's too!! You pick and I will supply. Anyway... Wyatt turned three in December and we are still potty training. He pretty much has the pee thing down. I am having the hardest time with the poop. Can't figure out why he won't do it in the toilet. Time will pass and he will get it. Patience, NEVER ask for it cause it will come in ways you don't expect it. Jay is growing up too fast. He is almost to full sentences now. He is only 19 months old and I don't think he should be able to talk as well as he does yet. He is way way too smart. Wyatt is quite the older brother; stubborn, bossy, territorial, bossy, typical oldest child. Too much like his mother. Child out for my own heart. Check out the new picts with the link on the side. Thanks for checking back!
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