The cost of gas to get you to your destination: way too much
The cost of a new battery to get your car going after it is all packed up with kids and stuff: $90
The cost of an emergency room visit to stitch your kid's chin: $100
The cost of food: reasonable
The cost of the memories: PRICELESS!!
We hit the road this past weekend and headed out to St. George. I was a bit nervous because it was the first long car ride my boys have done...the max so far has only been 2 hours. And I have to say they did really well. We did get stuck in a traffic jam in American Fork that added an extra hour on to our drive, but since they were travelling with their mom and her small bladder, they were ok. We went with my family and the motorcycles, and I knew that I wouldn't be able to ride, but I was glad for a change of pace and atmosphere. Scott got to do some golfing, we ate at In 'n Out burger, and I got to read a book and take a nap. What more could a girl ask for?? Ethan and Aiden enjoyed lots of time with aunts and uncles, and Fammie and Bomps. They walked a lot, collected rocks, and found a lot of golf balls on the golf course. We did have one mishap...on Sunday we ended up at the emergency room to get stitches in Ethan's chin after he chased a golf ball into the hot tub surrounded by slate steps, slipped and sliced his chin open. He was amazingly brave, and only cried on the way to the hospital. They wrapped him up like a mummy, and right as they were getting ready to start, he looked up at the doctor with his big eyes filled to the brim with tears and said, "Just be careful." And after that he didn't make a peep. He was rewarded with his favorite pink bubblegum ice cream for being such a brave little thing, and then we went home and collected rocks, did puzzles, and boxed with dad on the wii. I was proud. We are now two for two with stitches...I guess we are creating a pattern!!
On Monday, we felt like we finally had a window of decent weather for the planned harley ride, so we packed up and rode through Zion. (Marsha, ignore the last sentence) It is so beautiful there...I wish we had more time to spend. I can't wait for the day when I pack my family up and we spend a couple of days there looking at and appreciating it's beauty. And riding through the tunnel with five bikes roaring was a great sound too. Oh, and by the way, I did try to ride, but decided that my gutt was too big and it was akward. But I had to try.
All in all it was a great time, and now we can look forward to the next event in our lives...which I can admit I am not ready for. Thanks Mom and Dad for the great time!
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
A good day...
As a mom, I look forward to the days that I had today. Nothing special happened, well to you at least. To me, today was the day that I wish I could have every day. It was the kind of day that hardly ever happens, but when it does, you go to bed thinking "I could do this more. What did I do right today, and how can I make it happen again? Could we have two days in a row please??"
My kids got a long beautifully. They shared. They loved one another. They helped each other out. They didn't tease. I didn't have to say, "Be nice or go to time out"...I think you get the picture. Ethan let me rest. I got my bathroom clean AND the floor boards cleaned. They ate all their lunch and dinner. Aiden didn't hit me in the tummy or face. He was more patient and was better about telling me what he wanted instead of screaming at the top of his lungs. I got to go to enrichment tonight and feel like a person instead of a tired mommy. There was no messing around when it came time to put on pajamas...it was done before I could turn around. And when I came home, toys were picked up, there was harmony in the home, and laughter. It was great. Two of the best moments happened in the last 45 minutes before the boys went to bed, so I thought I would share.
When I walked in, Ethan was shirtless, Scott was shirtless, and they were beginning their wrestling match for the evening. When Aiden saw that they were getting ready for the smack down, he wanted in, but couldn't figure out how to get his shirt off so he could be like the boys. So there he stood, in the middle of the match, holding up his shirt and looking at his belly like, "don't forget about me, help the little guy out!"
The last thing was when Ethan and Scott were having their nightly snuggle and man talk. Ethan said to Scott, "Dad, do you know who bed for you?" To which Scott replied, "What?" "Do you know who bed for you?" And Scott said, "No, who?" E said, "Jesus, because He loves us very much." It was a great story to hear after such a great day. I gotta figure out how to have more smooth days!!!
My kids got a long beautifully. They shared. They loved one another. They helped each other out. They didn't tease. I didn't have to say, "Be nice or go to time out"...I think you get the picture. Ethan let me rest. I got my bathroom clean AND the floor boards cleaned. They ate all their lunch and dinner. Aiden didn't hit me in the tummy or face. He was more patient and was better about telling me what he wanted instead of screaming at the top of his lungs. I got to go to enrichment tonight and feel like a person instead of a tired mommy. There was no messing around when it came time to put on pajamas...it was done before I could turn around. And when I came home, toys were picked up, there was harmony in the home, and laughter. It was great. Two of the best moments happened in the last 45 minutes before the boys went to bed, so I thought I would share.
When I walked in, Ethan was shirtless, Scott was shirtless, and they were beginning their wrestling match for the evening. When Aiden saw that they were getting ready for the smack down, he wanted in, but couldn't figure out how to get his shirt off so he could be like the boys. So there he stood, in the middle of the match, holding up his shirt and looking at his belly like, "don't forget about me, help the little guy out!"
The last thing was when Ethan and Scott were having their nightly snuggle and man talk. Ethan said to Scott, "Dad, do you know who bed for you?" To which Scott replied, "What?" "Do you know who bed for you?" And Scott said, "No, who?" E said, "Jesus, because He loves us very much." It was a great story to hear after such a great day. I gotta figure out how to have more smooth days!!!
Thursday, May 15, 2008
4 years ago today...
I sat in the hospital holding a beautiful baby boy, wondering what I had just done to myself and if I was really up to the task. I always knew I wanted to be a mom, I just couldn't believe that I actually was at that moment. How grateful I am to be the mom to Ethan, and how he changed my life forever. I love being with him everyday and laughing and playing together. I love teaching him and how he teaches me. We may have our moments of frustration with eachother, but I wouldn't trade my life for the world!
Some of the things that I love the most about Ethan is his soft heart, how he loves to make friends with ANYONE (sometimes that really worries me and we have lots of stranger talks) how he loves to help me around the house, how he is such a great big brother who is concerned about Aiden yet still big brother enough to tease him, how he worries about me having a baby and having medicine in my hand and if it will hurt, his big brown eyes, his long eyelashes, his dimples, his talent of noticing wheels and rims on cars (it can't be genetic, can it?) how he still says a prayer every night for the dog we got rid of almost 8 months ago, his mischevious side, how he calls me his girl, and most of all, the fact that I get to enjoy this wonderful gift every day. I am so blessed to be his mom, and I am grateful that he has the patience to deal with me as I learn to be a mom. I love you Ethan, Happy Birthday!!!
And by the way, I went to his preschool today to spotlight him to his class, and he was so excited to tell his dad about his girlfriend Caroline who wears bows in her hair. He said, "Dad, this is Caroline, she's my girl." "Mom, you got bumped."
Some of the things that I love the most about Ethan is his soft heart, how he loves to make friends with ANYONE (sometimes that really worries me and we have lots of stranger talks) how he loves to help me around the house, how he is such a great big brother who is concerned about Aiden yet still big brother enough to tease him, how he worries about me having a baby and having medicine in my hand and if it will hurt, his big brown eyes, his long eyelashes, his dimples, his talent of noticing wheels and rims on cars (it can't be genetic, can it?) how he still says a prayer every night for the dog we got rid of almost 8 months ago, his mischevious side, how he calls me his girl, and most of all, the fact that I get to enjoy this wonderful gift every day. I am so blessed to be his mom, and I am grateful that he has the patience to deal with me as I learn to be a mom. I love you Ethan, Happy Birthday!!!
And by the way, I went to his preschool today to spotlight him to his class, and he was so excited to tell his dad about his girlfriend Caroline who wears bows in her hair. He said, "Dad, this is Caroline, she's my girl." "Mom, you got bumped."
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Love it!
So, we are taking swimming lessons to gear up for the many days ahead at Cherry Hill (until July) and having a blast. Today we were extra lucky to have my mom join us and lend a helping hand in the end. (I am taking a mom and tots class with Aiden while Ethan is in his own lesson) After we had finished our lesson, had our clothes back on, and looked outside to see a ton of rain coming down, we decided to go up to my mom's house and play for awhile. On our way, we passed the temple and the following conversation occured:
"Mom, I see the temple. It's beautiful. Who is that guy on the top?"
"It's the Angel Moroni."
"What is he doing with that thing?"
"Blowing a horn."
"What's his name again?"
"The Angel Moroni."
"Oh, Angel Ramon-i. I can't wait to tell dad about him."
And then, to top it off, we were getting the kids in pj's for the night and bathed, and I was tickling Ethan and I said something like, "tell me why you love me" so I would stop getting him. He said, because I do. I said why, and he said, "because Heavenly Father sent you to me." That was a great way to start off the mother's day weekend, especially since it is a day I would rather pass by. I never understood why my mom said she didn't like the day until I became a mom. Now I know.
And not to leave Aiden out, he is getting a vocabulary, FINALLY! I was getting worried about him. Some of my favorite things that he says are, "way to go" "here you go" "please" "i speed" (quoting Lightning McQueen. Can you see a pattern in our family???) and he is really trying to say I love you. When the day is done, and I look at my boys, and think back of the things we have done and what I can do better the next day, I am grateful for them that they are patient with me and love me unconditionally. I really am grateful, and even though I don't like mother's day, I am the luckiest girl in the world!!!
"Mom, I see the temple. It's beautiful. Who is that guy on the top?"
"It's the Angel Moroni."
"What is he doing with that thing?"
"Blowing a horn."
"What's his name again?"
"The Angel Moroni."
"Oh, Angel Ramon-i. I can't wait to tell dad about him."
And then, to top it off, we were getting the kids in pj's for the night and bathed, and I was tickling Ethan and I said something like, "tell me why you love me" so I would stop getting him. He said, because I do. I said why, and he said, "because Heavenly Father sent you to me." That was a great way to start off the mother's day weekend, especially since it is a day I would rather pass by. I never understood why my mom said she didn't like the day until I became a mom. Now I know.
And not to leave Aiden out, he is getting a vocabulary, FINALLY! I was getting worried about him. Some of my favorite things that he says are, "way to go" "here you go" "please" "i speed" (quoting Lightning McQueen. Can you see a pattern in our family???) and he is really trying to say I love you. When the day is done, and I look at my boys, and think back of the things we have done and what I can do better the next day, I am grateful for them that they are patient with me and love me unconditionally. I really am grateful, and even though I don't like mother's day, I am the luckiest girl in the world!!!
Thursday, May 1, 2008
One brave kid
So, I have temporarily lost the cord to my camera so I can post pictures. Today was a pretty crazy day for Ethan. We knew that he had a few cavities that needed to be taken care of and we attempted once to no avail. He did not go for it. So, the next step was to knock him out completely, which scared me, but I couldn't really see anyway around it. When we got him asleep, we discovered that 2 of the 4 cavities that needed to be fixed needed root canals. I sure hope this poor kid does not have my teeth. I have had more root canals than I care to remember. So many that I can fall asleep in the dentist chair--it was a second home to me at one time. I was sure proud of him!
On another note, we are definately procrastinating the arrival of our new boy. I can remember the hustle and bustle of the first. It was constantly on my mind. The week that we found out Ethan was a boy, his bedding was ordered, the crib was put together, and then we sat and waited. (We had a lot of time when I was on bed rest!) I miss the excitement that came with a first baby. Not that I am not excited, but I guess I have a lot more anxiety this time than any time before. I just looked at the countdown and saw that it said 88 days...and knowing my history and having a great doctor, I know that 88 really means 74 because I have big babies and my awesome doctor tries to avoid me having c-sections. So I always have been started 2 weeks early at least. Guess I better kick it into high gear and get ready, because ready or not, he's coming sooner than later!!!
On another note, we are definately procrastinating the arrival of our new boy. I can remember the hustle and bustle of the first. It was constantly on my mind. The week that we found out Ethan was a boy, his bedding was ordered, the crib was put together, and then we sat and waited. (We had a lot of time when I was on bed rest!) I miss the excitement that came with a first baby. Not that I am not excited, but I guess I have a lot more anxiety this time than any time before. I just looked at the countdown and saw that it said 88 days...and knowing my history and having a great doctor, I know that 88 really means 74 because I have big babies and my awesome doctor tries to avoid me having c-sections. So I always have been started 2 weeks early at least. Guess I better kick it into high gear and get ready, because ready or not, he's coming sooner than later!!!
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