Showing posts with label Family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Family. Show all posts

Monday, November 24, 2008

I spy

I spy with my little eye. It is a game we play to pass time and divert my kids attention. It is also kind of fun. You know, I spy with my little eye something red. The other people look around and guess all things red.

The other morning while my daughters were taking a tub. The girls were fighting over a tub toy so I called out "I spy with my little eye something brown" Ella sat straight up, dropped the toy and looked at her sister then herself and said in the most confident, sweet way "Is it me and Leah"? It's so endearing how Ella has embraced her skin color, she looks at it, as she should, like it's her hair or eye color. She loves that she has brown, cocoa (as she calls it) skin.

So when she asked if what I spied was her, I had to giggle before telling her it really was her mom's shirt.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

A trip to Bountiful?

I just want to thank the Neff Gang for a great time on Sunday. We just got back from Provo. Provo is far away from reality. We had a great time but we're happy to be home. Utah by 5.

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Shut up?

Wow! I know I know it has been a long time since my last entry. I was waiting for just the right story. I know none of you care about my weekend plans, my latest purchase, pictures of my feet, what town I was in last or what things I baked this weekend. If anyone does care about that, it was chocolate chip cookies. I know a few of you do care about my children and the stories about them. Well this a very unusual story.

It all started last Sunday when one of my nephews told another one to, "shut up", in front of Ella. A discussion ensued about bad words and how we should not use them. It was decided that, "shut up" was rude and should never be used. If someone said it, that person would have to go to time out. If any of you know my wife you know, "shut up!" is one of her favorite phrases. She uses it most often when talking on the phone or when someone is telling her a story. She uses it so much it even replaced "pants on fire" several years ago.

So, last night we had my sister in-law and her boyfriend over for dinner. During dinner my sister in-law said something, I can't even remember what it was, but sure enough my wife blurted out, "SHUT UP"! Well you can imagine Ella's reaction. She came over got on my lap, and whispered softly in my ear. "Mommy said, shut up" I asked her what we should do? We both agreed that time out was appropriate. Susie was almost excited that she would get some alone time and was ecstatic that the norm was one minute for every year, until she forgot that in time out you can't talk, move or do anything. In the end, since we had guests over, we all decided that we would set the timer for one minute. I think that was one of the longest, quietest minutes of Susie's life. I'm guessing shut up is getting replaced quickly with something else!

Saturday, June 7, 2008

1365 Days with an Accident

Well guess what we did the other night? (I am knocking on wood as I type.) We actually went to Instacare for a traumatic injury. We have been very lucky we have not had an injury requiring a trip to Doctor since becoming parents.

E and L were playing a game of chase around the house before bed. Like most kids, both girls really don't like going to bed, so right before bed time they attempt to wind themselves up. E ran down the hall L followed. E ran to the bedroom and attempted to shut the door before L got there. L however attempted to keep the door open by placing her hand in between the door and wall on the hinge side of the door. E placed her full weight on the door to shut it. She was not actually trying to slam it (she's been getting into trouble for doing that lately) just shut it over and over and over again.

I was on the other side of the house and heard my wife yelling for my help. Then I heard L scream. L had an imprinted line of the door between her knuckles and wrist about a quarter inch deep on both sides of her hand. She was not moving it. It was swelling and turning various shades of purple and blue and just hanging there. After icing it, administering Motrin and giving lots of cuggles (that's E's word for snuggling and cuddling) we decided we better get an x-ray, thinking her hand may be broken.

Luckily Instacare wasn't very busy and we were able to get in quickly. I actually called for an appointment. We realized everything was going to be fine when just as the doctor came in L started clapping furiously. Sort of embarrassing for us...I guess we're paranoid parents. The Doctor was nice and understood our nervousness and took the x-ray, i think just to appease us. Great news, it wasn't broken. Good thing too...a cast in the summer on a toddler would be awful!

On a side note. E does not want sails (buggies) for dinner.

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Let's get ready to RUMBLE!

In this corner weighing in at 23 pounds L ...... the hair puller. And in this corner weighing in at 30 pounds E.... the screamer!! I am have no idea how it began. I was making dinner. The girls were playing dolls on the floor. They had spent the day with Grammy. She said they were absolutely perfect. I had come home a little early and began dinner. I was over the sink rinsing and cutting strawberrys. I heard a few little screams, then two huge screams. I looked over, L had her older sister by the ponytail. E had flipped L over her head and was now pinning her to the floor. L's hand never let go of E's hair.

I had to pull one sister off the top of the other and pry E's hair out of L's hand. One cried and said the other should go to time out. One just cried. Having no idea who was at fault I placed them on opposite ends of the couch. Cleaned up all the dolls and the toys, which could have caused the up roar. For the next 30 minutes making dinner was pointless. I should have put on a black and white striped shirt and grabbed a whistle.

The problem is each little girl has amazing huge dark eyes that look so innocent. Each know exactly how to look at their Dad as if to say, how could I do anything wrong. My mind flashed forward to the teenage years and a slight panic attack ensued. I can hear all of the slamming doors now!

I know exactly how it ended though. It ended with 2 little girls both in tears and blaming the other one. One pinned to the ground. The other had a hand full of hair.

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Yard work?

There is nothing quite like work to bring people together. Last night I spent a few hours doing yard work and planting flowers at my mother-in-laws home. I really enjoyed it. It took me back to the first time several years ago I worked all day mending a fence at the family cabin with my brother-in-laws. I have to say I really enjoyed that day too.

I think I could have worked a little harder last night and stayed longer, but with the girls running around it was a big distraction. Not to mention the excitement from a 3 year old who for the first time enjoyed playing with bugs and worms.

Hard work is a good bonding experience and I had a great time with the extended family.