Thursday, December 31, 2009

Corban practicing his alphabet.


The first line of the alphabet looks great. Guess I know what we need to work on. They love this easel. Thank you "Santa" (aka Mom, Dad, Lindsay). Now if they could stop breaking all the chalk into tiny pieces. :)

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Sunday Best


He looks so grown up! If you look close his belt buckle is Sponge Bob. He loves it.


Izzy is not always easy to photograph... She loves pretty dresses. I even put cute flowers in her hair and before church they were missing. Oh, well. I tried.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Push Play

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Corban says "that was awesome.

Jingle Bells

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Thursday, December 17, 2009

kids are funny

Sometimes our kids come up with the funniest ideas. Sometimes they are so much more intelligent than we give them credit, for example:

We were out on a drive, the whole family. Corban tells Dave he wants to go the store to get candy. Dave tells him he doesn't have any money, asks Corban if he has any money. Corban says yes (his money bank of change), but then says they could use the Dave's card. Dave asks what card. Corban asks dave if he can use his card to buy candy. Dave asks him what card. He tells Dave he wants the card that is in his wallet so he can go to Harmon's and buy candy. Dave asked him a few questions about why they would take a card, and how the store would get money. Corban just kept telling Dave you use the card to get things.

He is a smart kid. I guess he has just seen us use the Debit card and figured it out.

I need to get better at writing down their funny stories, there are so many times I have to turn my head away or leave the room so that I don't laugh or encourage him sometimes. He says some pretty funny stuff.

Did I ever tell you he likes to make up stories? He starts with a truth and then goes where ever his cute little brain takes him.

W while back he told his teacher, "Once my mom took me to the doctor to get some shots. They looked at my head and legs. Then they cut me up into pieces and stuffed me with socks. Then my mom took me home."


Where does he come up with that stuff?

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Come on Baby . . . let's do the twist.


Corban's first attempt at Twister. We played while his cousins were at Grandma Ruby's, the week of Thanksgiving. He did pretty good too, only needing little reminders, "other foot", "try your other left", etc. I meant to have all the kids play when they got back, I guess I forgot.

Bowlers







I meant to put these up last week. I just never got around to it. We went bowling with Grandpa Gordon, Rebecca, Marty, Alayna, Carter, and Preston. My kids loved it! They were all over the place. Then they kept asking everyday after that if we were going bowling with Grandpa. Corban even TOLD grandpa they were going to go bowl later on our way to Carolyn and Conrad's house. He just likes to make up his mind and stick with it.

Saturday, December 5, 2009

DAY 4

TODAY.

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Friday, December 4, 2009

The Progression or Corban's bruising.

Poor Corban got his first black eye. This is what he gets for jumping on the coffe table after I asked him not too... So I guess technically it was my fault too. I tried to stop him from the jumping and he tried to bolt and he fell and smacked right into the table. Gina witnessed the whole terrible incident.

So now I have given my son a broken leg (Feb 2007) and a black eye.



Day 1




Day 2


Day 3

Thursday, December 3, 2009

videoA message for her dad, plus a song.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Do you think they're excited?

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You can almost smell it, the glorious plastic Pine.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Cousins

Just a preview of some of the fantastic pictures Grandpa Gordon took last week. It was so much fun to be together. A little crowded at times, but it is all my mom ever wanted- all her babies (grand and not so grand) under one roof. I love how relaxed Izzy looks in the first picture.


(Ian just wanted you all to know how happy he was to sit for this picture. He loves his cousins. )

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Sunday Dress



She loves her bew-a-full new dress. Thanks Grandma and Grandpa!

Sunday, November 22, 2009

I'm really mustachey


"I'm really mustachey."-Corban

Monday, November 16, 2009

Stop or I'll get your mom.

Dave is Corban's Sunbeam teacher. Corban is often worse for Daddy than for subs that come in when Dad is out of town. I think he is just testing his boundries. Yesterday, Corban was being disruptive during Singing Time and Dave asked me to come in to help Corban sit quietly. What does this say about our family when Corban needs his mean mom to come in and sit there so he will be good. We have reversed roles in my family. Daddy threatens to get mommy... Does this make me the Alpha Male?

Speaking of Alpha Male..... have you seen this? Read the reviews (scroll down), but beware you might pee your pants. The funniest thing about this shirt is that is ended up on Dwight in an episode of The Office.

Friday, November 13, 2009

I won!

A big thank you to Camille at .


I won this apron for Izzy.
















I am not sure I will ever get it off her. She is dancing... hence the blur to the picture. She loves her "skirt".


Thursday, November 12, 2009

Happy Thanksgiving.

During Institute the kids made there great turkeys!

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Saturday, November 7, 2009

Another First

Corban has his first loose tooth! Top front left (his left)- It is barely wiggling but he is so funny about it.
He keeps trying to explain to me that the reason his tooth is loose is because the germs got to his teeth. The same germs I tell him about to get him to brush his teeth. So he was listening...



I will let you know when it's out.

Friday, November 6, 2009

This just in. . . I won.


He woke up hungry. Suprised?


Don't you just love his happy face as he eats the food he refused hours before? I do! He was so cute and happy. He even ate more than the 5 bite minimun. If you are confused by this post you must have missed the story about him going to bed hungry. Try two posts down. He was laughing with me as I tried to keep a straight face so I could do granny's voice for him. What a cutie!

Granny is back.

Old Hag or Young Lady? Can you see them both.

I always see the young lady first then have to look to find the old woman. The chin of the young is the nose of the old.

Since you may have read the previous post about Corban and the Casserole, I will now tell you a the story of Izzy involving the same casserole but a day earlier. This one is less tramatic.

Yesterday Izzy was supposed to be in time out for throwing her plate on the ground, because, you guessed it folks, "She hates casserole." She was mad and slinking down the floor and asking for her dad. I tried a few things to help her calm down but keep her in timeout. Instantly I knew what to do. I wrapped my lips around my teeth and started asking her in my best old women tone if she would like to try my casserole. She stopped short and then smiled, "your funny" she says. We played the game until she had eaten everything on her plate and even some seconds. She just kept laughing and commenting on my ability to be funny. Then she joined in the play and told me she was a cat. Which was perfect because it was Tuna Casserole. She was a good kitty and ate all the tuna. She loved it.

So there you have it. Grandma was reborn. Yes, reborn.

You may not know that grandma had short visit in my life when I was a young teen. To pass the time in the car or van on long rides we (my sisters and I) would often turn to utter silliness. Granny was born and used in excess until Dad told her it was time she moved on. He used a stong voice and I guess I was a silly girl that took an annoying voice too far. She died that day and nothing Dad or the rest of the family could say would bring her back. I am sure it was a stubborn case of teenage pride. So there you have it, when your child won't eat, turn into an old hag. (btw, I tried this with Corban today. He almost laughed and then remembered he was not to be fooled.)

To bed without dinner.

Lately, the little people in my house have been a bit whiney when it comes to ... everything. So, naturally, being the mean mom that I am, I have been putting my foot down more and more. Giving them choices. But they are choices that I can live with like, you can put on your shoes and and then go outside, or you get to stay inside. Sort of forcing them to make the decision I need them to make. I mean it's for their own good, right? He needs to wear shoes when he goes outside. He has scrapes on his feet to prove how it only takes him about 5 seconds to hurt himself without them. (Think dragging feet behind his skateboard. Poor kid.)

Tonight he (Child #1) was playing outside and was suddenly very emotional, proabably preparing for his chance at an oscar, and I told him it was time to go inside and eat dinner. (No more asking in our house. It doesn't work.) He came in all tornado like, flayling and angry that I helped him come inside. There was plenty of casserole from last night, so that is what I served up. Corban started yelling that he hates casserole. (He ate about 5 bites last night and was just fine.) He wants a sandwich or cereal or chocolate milk. Izzy jumped in saying, "Um, I like casserole." And rubs her belly. That's another story in itself- last night ... well. I will explain later. I am making a mess of this story. The sentence structure sucks... oh well.

Back to Izzy, I tell her I am glad she loves casserole and get her eating then turn to Corban. After waiting for a break to talk I make a deal.  (He was filling the air with all sorts of noise. Chaos.) I told him he could have 5 bites of casserole and then I would make him whatever he wants. He dropped to the floor in a tantrum. Fun. I picked him up and took him in his room and told him when he was done with his fit. He was so mad. He kicked the wall for a few minutes. I went in and turned him so his feet wouldn't hit the wall and asked if he was ready to come eat, telling him I was happy to make him a sandwich or get him some cereal after the casserole was eaten. I was surprisingly calm and loving through all this. Sometimes I have to fight to keep my cool .... I kept thinking of the clip from family guy about the real Kelly Ripa (Dave loves that show... so I have seen more than I would ever want to see.... anyway) See below.



He told me he would not eat the casserole. He fell asleep crying. Sad, but if I gave in then it would have made him think that next time he would just have to throw another fit to get his way. I know Corb (or Coyb if you talk like Izzy) isn't your average child, but doesn't the lesson apply to all kids. You give into their fit then they will start throwing fits for everything. It reminds me of helping a child learn to sleep through the night. Be calm, loving, and firm.

I went in a few minutes ago and changed him into jammies. He was so sad and started talking in his sleep asking me why I wouldn't give him any food... then he turns over and is asleep again. That was a sad moment for my heart. Did I make the right choice? I still think so. Our usual rule is you have to have 2 bites of everything. He has been doing so well with that. I said five because he had that many last night and was fine. He had already had cereal for breakfast and a sandwich for lunch. This was the first time he has fallen asleep without dinner.... It just made me sad.

I know there is a family in our ward whose rule is "If you don't like what mom made, make your own dinner." They have kids from 10 and down.

What are your rules for eating dinner?

Mom.... You can stop twisting my arm.

Yes, Halloween is over. I know. My dear mom would like this picture posted... I told her I already posted it on Facebook, but she needs to see it here. Speaking of Facebook, Other Mom (aka Connie), why are you not on Facebook? Just curious.



Can you guess my costume? The picture isn't the greatest, but here you are.


My favorite thing about being Cleopatra, all the kids (trick-or-treaters) telling me they learned about her in history and then them going on and on telling me about her and everyone that died.... Very entertaining. We have some bright kids in the ward. I love working in the Primary.

Funny #2: Izzy asking me "Where's your Nake-Up?" all morning the next day and would touch my eyes. She was sad I wasn't "pretty" anymore. It's ok folks. She recovers well, a few times a week she tells me how biew-i-ful I am. That's beautiful in English. The other days she tells me I am a big mommy.  Emphasis on the Big. She is too cute when she says it so I can't even feel bad.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Was your costume this warm?

Dave did an awesome (and quite practical, if I do say so myself) costume this year. So here he is Mr Yukon Cornelius himself.




If you can't remember Yukon, think of Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer.



I was Cleopatra. Dave and I sure know how to coordinate when it comes to costumes.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Kids at the Soup-n-Scare.


Wolf boy (some called him Teen Wolf) and The Spoiled Princess.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Chicken.

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Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Random Activity #1


Corban's school gives us the option to recieve "homework" on a weekly and monthly basis. The weekly email is usually a bag with a book and 4 activities to do- sometimes with accompanying toys. Corban loves these. You complete the bag and then send it back and they get a new one. The monthly packet is a about 3 pages on average and has a numbered list of things to do with your child ranging from talking to them about their name and having them repeat it back to working on the alphabet with flashcards. There are always fun activities that are easy and inexpensive. I often think I should share the wealth of ideas. Many of the homework assignments are just ways to interact with your child and help them have fun learning.

So, for my first random activity you need a length of yarn. I think this one is around ten feet long. you make shapes on the floor and have them identify what it is. We took turns making things and after basic shapes started making other things, like flowers or a snail. My kids loved this activity and loved taking their turn. Amazing, how long this occupied them, since it's just a piece of yarn.

I bet you can't wait for the next random fun.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

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About to fall asleep and still she sings. When this song ended and it was quiet for a second she started singing Another One Bites the Dust. Funny. P.S. I was at a red light waiting to turn.

Monday, October 5, 2009

How awesome is this kid?

Pretty dang.

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Explanation of Bandage

I upload pictures from my cell phone straight to the blog sometimes. I meant to get online that day and tell the tale of this accident. Better late than never.

It was a dreary day, and the kids were growing weary of playing nice together. They were in the living room with Jenga and a few other toys. I took my leave of them to visit the loo, when I heard the scream. Now, I hurried to the kids, but initially I was rolling my eyes, seeing that my kids are in a phase of who can get the other to cry first. I entered the room to find Izzy laying on her back, her head near her eyebrow and left hand covered in blood. Corban, of course, was hiding. I scooped her up and rushed to the bathroom. I set her in the tub, then found a washcloth and the first aid kit. I wipe away the blood to find an inch long cut above her eyebrow. I finished cleaning her up, because she needed the blood off her hand. She was very still and patient after that. I was proud of her being so calm. the cut didn't seem deep so I put a modified butterfly bandage over the cut and put a regular bandage over top to catch any seeping blood. I was really surprised the cut was barely bleeding. Kids heal so quickly. I called Nicole (thanks Nicole and Dan) and asked if I could let her sleep and ask about the cut and if I should go into the doctor.


I continued to change the dressing a few times throughout the day. Adding fresh butterfly bandaged to keep the wound closed, but every time she moved her eyebrows their was a gap in the cut. I was worried about it, but she was fine otherwise. When Dave came home the cut wasn't bleeding and you could see into it enough that he said it should have had stitches. At that remark I felt terrible. I waited 2 days to have Corban's leg looked at when it was broken and now I missed my opportunity for stitches because it was too late.

I put a fresh butterfly on it before she went to sleep and it was mostly sealed the next morning, thank goodness. I have waited a few days to slather the Neosporin on it to help with the scarring, just to make sure the wound is sealed.

So, there you have it. Izzy's first head wound. You know you're a mother when you can't go the the bathroom without someone getting into trouble.

30 minutes after it happened. (10/1) And Today. I can't get a great picture, she keeps moving!

Friday, October 2, 2009

Finally Documented


Izzy is very verbal. She also has this weird habit of pulling in her bottom lip when she says certain words. Is there a name for something like that? It's just some sort of impediment, I guess.


Here are a couple pictures of my wacky offspring.
(Thanks, Dad. All pictures were cropped from group pictures taken by Grandpa Gordon, who I lovingly call the Paparazzi at times- Dad, just think of it as a longer version of Pop. I love you, Pop!)

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Funnies

Did anyone else love to read the "funnies" as a kid? That was a favorite Sunday pastime of mine. You know breaking out the 3 page layout of comics that were in color for the Sunday paper was great.

My kids often have moments of their our greatness. Here are a few recent happenings:

Scenario: We are sitting in the car getting ready to go into the C-store (aka Costco. Tangent- Corban calls stores by their first letter... He reads letters not words.Anyway...)

Corban says to Izzy, "When you are big you will have muscles like my mom. Then you can pick up cars and buses and stuff."

Didn't know I could do that!

Scenario: Izzy is sitting at Grandma Nina's table. Corban tells Grandma (from across the room) that he went to a carnival at school. He says he got a ride on a train. Izzy pipes up, "Tickets please," then smiles as her shoulders scrunch up around her ears. She likes to pretend she is a timid child. We know better.

As I think of more I will share them, because my kids are pretty much amazing when they aren't driving me bonkers.

Friday, September 25, 2009