Why Michael is the Cooler Parent!

I was doing my work and Michael apparently wanted to be Mr. Fun Dad today. This is how it started...

And here's how it ended.

The kids, as you can see, had so much fun. The kitchen floor was completely covered in paint, and so was Maren. She got a bath that turned out to be purple! This is something I would've NEVER done because I wouldn't want the clean up. After I took the video, I went right back to the computer and continued working. Ha! Lucky me. The kids are very blessed to have such a fun, wonderful, involved dad who adores them so much!

That's More Like It!

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Who knows what kind of bizzarre cosmic shift happened last time, but the way I flew threw this one, I can tell you that there is NO WAY anyone could type 292 wpm or ANYWHERE CLOSE to it! :-) Happy to feel a little more human again.

Cuteness...

Michael talks a lot to Evan about what food does for our bodies, from our digestive tracks to our brains and everything in between. Well, we had tacos for dinner tonight and he said he wanted some sour cream on his. Then he asked me if sour cream helps your brain to think better. I didn't give him a very good answer and hmmed and haaaed (sp??) about it because it's FOOD and heaven knows he needs to eat more of it. But, it's not particularly terrible food and not particularly good for you either. Anyway, he clearly wasn't satisfied with my answer because he then turned to Michael and said the cutest thing: "Daddy, can I learn something from you for a minute?" Oh, the sweet, sweet way kids put things. I thought that was so tender. Then, of course, he asked if sour cream helps your brain think better. Of course, Dad's answer was needed no further clarifying. I just loved the way he put that.

I guess I'll do a Maren update while I'm here. Feisty Spice is doing wonderfully. Her hair is getting longer, her walk is getting faster and her words are getting more plentiful. She is such a big love, too. She absolutely loves to give kisses and they are so sweet, with the perfect pucker. She also loves to sing. You know, I feel like I'm having deja vu. I've said all of this before but it's still true. She still loves to sing The Farmer in the Dell but she has added I Love You, You Love Me to her repertoire. She loves to be outside. If she's clingy and driving me crazy, all I have to do is get her outside and then she doesn't want me touching her at all. I can't even hold her hand without a fuss. She tears down the driveway and right out into the street. That's her favorite place to be...walking down teh middle of the street. I don't know why. Doesn't prefer the sidewalk. Thank goodness for living in a very, very quite cul de sac, but still!

All right, why does Blogger have to do this to me? Half of my options are gone. Like my font, centering text, etc. etc. It's so strange how things just freak out on this system from time to time. Ugh. Anyway, this post may not match the others, but now you know why.

Typing Speed?

Okay, last time I checked I typed about 115 wpm. Then I saw this test on someone's blog so I decided to try it out. Um, yeah. I don't think this is accurate. It takes a few minutes to take the test so I'm not going to try it again for a while because my fingers need to rest. But someone else try it out and see what happens. I don't think it's even possible to type 292 wpm. On the upside, I was supposedly ranked #24 out of 1,136,113 people who took it. Ha! Seems like a sham to me. Try it out and let me know.

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Glad I Woke Up this Morning!

Looking back now, last night was pretty comical. I thought I'd appreciate reading about it later...when I'm healthy again. I felt pretty awesome about getting into bed at midnight. That would mean about 8 hours of sleep before the kids got up. Great! But after all the work I'd done yesterday, I needed some down time so I actually read in bed until 12:30. I'm still doing good. Well, until I laid down, that is. Whose idea was it for coughs to get out of control when you lay down? Let me cough all day, that's fine. But not when I'm trying to go to sleep! Well, I laid there and coughed nearly non-stop until 1:15. I asked Michael a couple of times if he wanted me to go sleep on the couch because I could hear that he wasn't asleep either. AND his ride was picking him up at 6 a.m. for school this morning. Eek! But he told me to stay in bed every time. I think he's going for the Husband of the Year award right now. We don't have any [adult] cough medicine so I went and raided the kids medicines. To make my long, self-prescribing story short, I ended up taking three different things, two in child doses, one in infant (had to drink about half of the bottle! Oh, yes! And all three of them were at least a year over the expiration date!) and laid down with high hopes of getting to sleep sometime soon. That didn't happen. At 2 a.m. I finally decided I'd tortured Michael enough and I wasn't even going to ask. I just took myself out to the couch so at least one of us could sleep. I don't know when I finally stopped coughing and fell asleep but I was thrilled when Evan woke me up at 9:20 this morning! A little prayer had been answered. And I've learned NOT to ask Heavenly Father that my kids will sleep late because I usually don't get it and have come to realize that getting 4 hours of sleep is just part of being a mom. So, I was very grateful this morning for extra sleepy kids and that my drug concoction didn't leave me in a comatose state. Tonight I'll take the cough medicine BEFORE bed! I'm hoping for a better night.

The Big Funny

I can't believe I completely forgot to put the funniest thing on here last night. At least I think so. So, about Michael's grade...there is also a spot on his grade sheet for comments from his teacher. They usually say amazing things and this time it says, "Don't be so helpful, wait until you are asked!" WHAT?!?! What the heck does that mean? So I asked Michael if she was serious or if she was just kidding around. He said he didn't know. It's been bugging me ever since. If she's joking around, that's fine. If she's being serious, that's pretty weird. Don't be so helpful??? Um, okay. Why is it that no one would ever say that to me? Michael gets all the breaks. Ha! :-)

One Big Conglomeration

Well, many of you may have been wondering (yeah, right! Like I'm really that important!) where I've been lately. Uninterestingly, I've been here...on the couch as much as possible. Actually, we've all been sick around here since two weeks ago. I've ventured out from time to time as I've had pockets of well feelings, but it's been a bummer of a couple weeks. Now I'm in the terrible, hacking cough stage. You remember the one...the seal bark that keeps me up for hours at night. Oh well. The worst part is that Michael had Spring Break last Wednesday through Friday and he was sick, too. There were all sorts of fun things I wanted to do but the most we did was a trek to Fred Meyer and pulling weeds in the front yard. So, enough of that. This post will be about random stuff with NO pictures. Bummer, I know, but I have none. What can I say?

Michael's 35th Birthday!

So, let's first start with Michael's 35th birthday. I was so distraught when I just pulled this up and realized that I hadn't posted about that. Anyway, that happened on the 23rd of last month. I told him to pick out his very favorite dinner, dessert and drinks and I would put it together for a dinner for our family members. He chose the Olive Garden salad, Puttanesca pizza (Mediterranean) from Pizzicato, mango Italian cream sodas, pineapple upside down cake and black raspberry chocolate chunk ice cream. Well, it was quite an undertaking for ME (probably much easier for most of you out there!) but I pulled it all off. Instead of making the Olive Garden dressing, which had about 15 ingredients and I just didn't have time for, I drove out to the restaurant and bought some instead. They give it to you in a cute little bottle. Definitely worth the trip. Everyone loved the Italian sodas and I think Michael was really happy about it. Of course, there is no earthly way I could've done it without my sister, Danica, who completely ran the pizza making (I think she ended up making seven pizzas that night!) AND made two pineapple upside down cakes. THANK YOU! The terrible thing is that I was so wrapped up in this dinner thing that I didn't have the time to even think about a gift to get him. So he got nothing. So sad. Sorry, honey! We still love you!

Michael's Term Grade

Lastly, Michael got his grade today for the last term he just completed, which was X-Ray. And you know what he got? Yes, he got an A, of course. But he also got 100%. That's 100% for the whole class! I'm so proud. Poor guy, though. I told him if he even tries to come home with a 98% next term, he's going to have to sleep outside with the dogs (what dogs?). You're amazing, dear!