Soccer Saturdays

How You Can Tell If It's Been A Great Day?

Look and see how dirty your feet are. The dirtier, The Greater. 

He's a cheater

If I don't let him win... He will totally cheat. 

Things as of Late

We got a babysitter a couple weeks ago and went to Kansas city. I did a temple session while Pat golfed. When we got home, the kids were still in their pajamas, had eaten a bunch of chocolate and watched all the episodes of Ben 10... Oh teenage babysitters. Sigh. 

 Jadyns 2nd grade music program. I almost literally had to drag her into the school. She really really did not want to go. And whined about how some of her friends moms weren't making their kids go. As usual I didn't have much sympathy and made her go anyways. And I'm glad I did, cause she is so stinking cute.

Snuggle Bug Bodey.

Why do we even buy our kids beds? 50% of the time they sleep on the floor. 

The other 50% of the time is spent sleeping in our bed. 

 Before bedtime twirls.

Finally got the crib up. It's still going strong after 9 years. 

 
Bodey jumped in and out of it a couple hundred times.

 I could eat Bodey up right now. 4 has got to be one of the best ages.

I was worried about regretting taking him out of preschool. I haven't at all. Olaf obsessed. 

At the cemetery desperately searching for baby names. 

 

 Maybe found a winner. Maybe. It's still debatable.

Counting down the weeks! My back could use the break.

 

And I just had to add this one. Bodey "mom do I look cute like this?"



And this one. She's obsessed with the invention of the shower cap.

Maddux and Bodey are both in soccer. Maddux is also in basketball. Maddux scored 4 goals and Bodey actually kicked the ball in his game. I was sad because I had a primary training and missed all their games. :(

What else is new.
I am exhausted from cleaning, painting and decluttering. Our house will officially be on the market thursday.
We are headed to Utah next week for Kris's wedding.
Jadyn asked me if I could blog about Fern.... I don't want to.

School Papers and Keeping it Real

Some melt our hearts.

My dad likes to play ball with me.

True Story. Pat and Maddux spend hours playing ball.

I want to be a mom because I want kids. I want to be a mom because it will be fun. I want to be a mom because I love my mom.  I want to be a mom because I want to be nice to my kids. I want to be like my mom.

(this made me feel on top of the world as a parent this day)

And some I'd rather they just not share.
My Chicken attacks me and my brother. I'm sure his kindergarten teacher thinks we are the weirdest family.

I can only hope that Jadyns teacher has read "Heaven is here" and understands why my daughter would draw a picture of a burned woman. "nigh nigh" or you know Nie Nie. 

I recently let Jadyn read this blog. The first night I let her she went back and read the past 2 years, before I made her turn off the computer and go to bed. Sometimes she would laugh and laugh. There were a few posts (mostly about the death of her pets) that she said she couldn't read because they were making her cry. And sometimes she would say "Mom you're embarrassing me!" 

I didn't have much sympathy. I like to be honest and keep it real. Apparently I have handed this trait down to my kids. And I guess that's ok. Here's to keeping it real, whether your 4, 6, 8, or 29. 

N I N E

Today makes 9 years with this guy, holy smokes! I always forget that he is a whole head taller than me until I see a picture of us together. Someone remind me to wear high heels more often. I'd lie and say I think we are getting younger, but when I looked at our wedding pictures today...we look about 12. So I'll just say we are younger at heart. :)

Highlights of a mondee: 

 Today was a beautiful sunny day. We spent alot of it outside. Rode bikes around the block with friends. Jadyns bird cage that I ordered from e-bay arrived. It's a really cute cage and made me happy. I was in a fabulous mood from the sun, and took the back roads home from school. I let my kids hang their heads out the window. Then I let them take turns driving. This makes me the coolest mom in the world to them. Spring is coming. Oh happy day!

Lowlights of a mondee:
I helped a dear friend pack. My eyes got teary when she gave me a baby present and told me to make sure I sent her a picture. I don't want to send her a picture, I just want her to come over. How can I be losing another friend! I tried to put on several different shirts today and could not find a thing that fit. I had a break down over my enormous belly, and my double chin from pregnancy.  Plus I was having a bad hair day and cried in front of the mirror for 20 min. It was childish and I knew it, but I couldn't help it. Dear pregnancy can you please be over.