Things I want to remember and am trying to forget.
Last Thursday I had to take Brendan to the dentist for him to get some sealants in his molars to prevent cavities. I hadn't prepped him that well this time to go to because last time he did so well (who wouldn't if you could just lay back in a chair and stare at a movie on the ceiling?) So I just told him the morning of the appointment that we would be going to the dentist so that the dentist could make his teeth stronger. His response was classic!
His eyes welled up with tears and his chin started to quiver as he choked up and asked, "But mom am I never going to be able to brush my teeth at night ever again?" I just had to chuckle as I pulled him close to me and explained that he could continue to brush his teeth and that the dentist and mom and dad would really like it if he continued brushing his teeth.
Now something Brendan has asked me to try and forget:
Last night at dinner he asked me if yelling was a bad choice or a good choice. I asked him what he thought it was and he said a bad choice. I agreed and then he asked me "Well then why do you and dad yell every day?" Ouch. It really hurts when your kids call you out on something. So I am trying to forget how to yell. I really need to do better and usually I do pretty good at not yelling and speaking nicely to my children, but these past couple of days-I'll admit-have been pretty bad. No tellin' why. I can't even figure it out, but I have lost it one too many times for a while. So Brendan and I made a deal. I played his little game about trying to figure out if whining was a good choice or a bad choice and he guessed it was bad. So if he can stop whining, I can stop yelling...wish me luck.
Next up:
Now we have instituted something new at our house. We have been trying to hold regular Cleaning Parties! A Party? Yup. We get our new timer out and set it for 15 minutes. Then one of the kids get to choose an index card out of a bowl and figure out which room we get to go to. We then make our way into that room and clean for 15 minutes. We actually try to beat the timer. When that 15 minutes is up, someone else gets to choose the next card and figure out which room we are headed to and we set the timer again and clean for only 15 minutes more. I can usually get through 3 rooms with the kids and then they are distracted, but while they stay interested, they are so much help to me! Even Lincoln.
One day I was just trying to tidy up quickly -not having declared that it was a Cleaning Party Day-and Brendan walks into the room. He stops, looks at what I am doing and asks, "Hey mom, are you having a Cleaning Party without us?"
Loved it!
They soon had rags in their hands and were helping out...of course we had to get the timer out, though. I have really enjoyed being able to work along side my kids. They sure have made it fun and I appreciate all of their help and enthusiasm.
Next let's forget again:
I really don't know how she could be comfortable in this sleeping position, but when this girl crashes, she is gone. More and more often she is crashing at about 5pm, sleeps until 7 or 8 and then wants to be awake until 1 or 2 in the morning! I am trying to forget about how tired I am the next day after one of these crashes hits. I really would like some help in this department because it really drives me crazy when she does this, but she is an absolute bear if I try to keep her awake...I know, I know, how could you ever be upset with a girl as pretty and cute as this?
Sleeping during the night has started to be quite the fiasco if you ask me. 3 days ago, all 5 of us ended up in the same bed in the morning. Neil has promised a bigger bed after school is over. That is what I look forward to these days. Last night was better so maybe we are getting through this spat of sleepless nights.
Next something that the kids have remembered:
Now hopefully Neil will forgive be for posting such a flattering picture of him (one of the kids took it and it was the only one on the SD card that I have right now). Last Friday I went out with girlfriends to a high school play. One of the young women in our ward did an awesome job with her part! But before I left, I made dinner for my cute family and then Neil said the blessing on the food. Well, in the prayer he prayed that I would have a good time that night, but that I wouldn't be too crazy with my friends. Well then I poured everyone a glass of water and Neil does this crazy thing where he pulls the pitcher of water way up high and then lets it fall into the cups. The kids love it! So that night, I tried to do it--and spilled some water and I said that I didn't need to be with friends in order to be crazy. All of the kids thought I was crazy, though.
Well, days have passed and with Neil working in the ER right now he cannot be home for dinner and so I try and fly solo. I tried to liven things up again the other night by pouring the water crazy...and spilled again. Eliza said "Mom are you being too crazy again?"
It made me think of Neil and how much I miss all of the support and help that he is and that he has a way to always make things fun and helps us to laugh. This is something that I really need to remember. I love my husband! I am proud of him for going to school so that he can spend more time with us in the future.
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He is just so cute...almost ready for school with a haircut like this.
And that about sums this catch-up post up. Thanks to all of those faithful friends and family for reading all the way through this monstrous post.


