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Saturday, October 30, 2010
Friday, October 29, 2010
Sophia's Riding Lessons
I blogged about Sophia and her riding lessons a day or so ago, but here are some pictures that I took a few months ago when she was getting started. She has to help brush the horse off.
And then she helps saddle it. Here she's tying her "pretzel" knot.
The battery died on my camera before I got any pictures of her riding.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Catching Up: Pumpkin Carving FHE
So I'm catching up a bit. Our family had our second annual Pumpkin Carving FHE. We like to make it interesting, so we turn it into a competition. Last year, Miguel and Gabriela won. So this year I was out for revenge. I had it all planned out. I was going to make a pumpkin that Sophia would love and that might catch me the prize. We don't believe in using kits bought at the store. Our designs have to be original and the only tools you get are the kitchen knives and spoons.
Our comptetion kind of went down the toilet when Sophia dropped the camera after these few shots, so we never got one of Miguel's finished masterpiece. He created a cyclops. So without an official blog vote, I guess it's a tie. At least you can see mine and Sophia's. We topped the evening off with some homemade pumpkin chocolate chip cookes and milk.
Gabriela has her first dance performance this season at the Covey Center on Nov. 12th. She is in the matinee performance if you would like to come support her. But not only will you be supporting her, you will be supporting a great cause. This concert is a benifit concert for Shriners Hospital. All proceeds go to the hospital. It's a little pricey, but it's for a great cause. The Dance Club is amazing and promises to give a great show.
Also if you can't come or can't afford the show, she is selling hearts for $1.00 a piece that will go up in the children's hospital with your name on it. If you would like to help us with this fund raising event, please leave us a comment and we can come by your home to pick up the donation. Thanks everyone.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
My happy
Yesterday was an o.k. day I guess. Nothing memorable or thrilling, but then again there was not a whole lot accomplished. Or at least I thought. Last night as Miguel and I were going to bed and we were removing all of the laundry that was covering our bed, he asked, "have you washed my green swimsuit?" As I looked around at our room with a dirty laundry pile over there and a clothes basket with the girls clothes in it over here and an empty laundry basket with clothes draped over there, I immediately read into it and said "NO!!!, look, I know the house is a mess and it looks like I haven't done anything all day, but I did get the white load of laundry folded and another load washed and well, come to think of it, that's about it.
He just looked at me and stared. He said, "I didn't mean anything by it!" I then proceeded to tell him how discouraged I was with the house and how behind I was and then he simply asked, "What was your happy today?"
I stopped. Thought for a minute and then told him that I actually had a good shopping trip with the girls to the grocery store. They were helpful and then on the way home we talked about the little red hen and how Mommy needed helpers to get dinner ready for us to eat. They all helped me carry in the groceries and then actually helped me prepare dinner. I had the little ones shucking corn and Gabriela preparing biscuits. It was a really successful time by us all and we enjoyed working together. Those moments are rare, but I was really enjoying them and so proud of their behavior.
Once I related the story, I laid down with a smile on my face and realized the day was worth while anyways, despite the mountains of laundry all over my room. I'll get to it today.
(Our family started doing Happies and Sads at the dinner table some time ago. The kids love it and it helps us reflect on the day. Everyone gets a turn telling everyone else what their happy and sad was for the day. We've kind of slacked off lately, but it surprised me when Miguel asked me that. He's a smart one.)
He just looked at me and stared. He said, "I didn't mean anything by it!" I then proceeded to tell him how discouraged I was with the house and how behind I was and then he simply asked, "What was your happy today?"
I stopped. Thought for a minute and then told him that I actually had a good shopping trip with the girls to the grocery store. They were helpful and then on the way home we talked about the little red hen and how Mommy needed helpers to get dinner ready for us to eat. They all helped me carry in the groceries and then actually helped me prepare dinner. I had the little ones shucking corn and Gabriela preparing biscuits. It was a really successful time by us all and we enjoyed working together. Those moments are rare, but I was really enjoying them and so proud of their behavior.
Once I related the story, I laid down with a smile on my face and realized the day was worth while anyways, despite the mountains of laundry all over my room. I'll get to it today.
(Our family started doing Happies and Sads at the dinner table some time ago. The kids love it and it helps us reflect on the day. Everyone gets a turn telling everyone else what their happy and sad was for the day. We've kind of slacked off lately, but it surprised me when Miguel asked me that. He's a smart one.)
Sunday, October 24, 2010
What's the latest?
Since my blogging is almost nonexistent these days, I thought I better write something before people start not checking it altogether. But I can say that my disappearance has been justified.
You see, first off, I'm about 11 weeks pregnant with baby #4. I feel like I'm going to loose the contents of my stomach every waking moment of the day. If I move, I get severely nauseated. My kids probably think I'm dying from all the laying around I'm doing these days. We are excited, but boy am I ready to be over this first part. I usually clear around 12 weeks, so I'm crossing my fingers that it's the same this time.
Secondly, I've been fluish sick for a straight two weeks now. I eventually ended up on antibiotics, but I think it amplifies my nausea. The bright side is, I'm not blowing my nose every five seconds and I only have one more day left of the medicine. Although my throat feels a little soar right now...not a good sign.
Thirdly, I don't have a camera right now. So sad. Sophia killed our last working camera last Monday during family home evening. We carved pumpkins and when I asked her to take a picture, she dropped it right on the lens. Without pictures, I loose the motivation to blog. I better figure out something, because the holidays are coming up quick!!!
But on a brighter note, I completed and executed my second Primary program today. The kids did amazing and I was very proud of them. I have THE BEST chorister ever. She's amazing! Gabriela sang a solo again to "Follow the Prophet." She eats that kind of stuff up. And for the record, I did not write my child a solo into the program. The chorister picked her to do it. I don't want people getting the wrong idea since she sang a solo last year as well.
Sophia is taking horse back riding lessons (maybe I'll have pictures one day). She absolutely loves it with every fiber of her being. It has been the best thing for her and Julianne has overcome her fear of horses since she goes and watches every week with me. She brushes it, helps saddle it, leads into the arena by herself, and is really really good at riding. She started trotting last week and she can weave the horse through cones all by herself. Her teacher told me that most kids her age get stuck on one skill for a month or so, but with Sophia, she teaches her something new each week. Another trainer actually commented on her last week as well. Who knows where we'll go with this?
Gabriela lost her first (well really her second) tooth yesterday. She has had this wriggly tooth for like two weeks and the other tooth has actually popped up behind it because it wouldn't get out of the way. It was never really loose enough for me to feel confident I could pull it out. Well yesterday, Gabriela and I were talking about it and she told me she had an idea. She's been full of ideas lately and most of them are pretty good ones. Anyways, she proceeds to tell me that she needs some of that stuff you put on your teeth and you can't feel them anymore. Are you talking about Orajel? I told her I didn't think I had any of that stuff, but I got up to check the medicine cabinet just to humor her. I did not think this was going to work. Well low and behold, right there, front and center, was the Orajel. I gave her a tiny drop on her finger and she sticks it in her mouth. It wasn't three seconds later, that she didn't pop that tooth right out of there on the first attempt. It shocked her. It shocked me. I was totally impressed. She has carried that tooth around 24/7. She actually lost it last night and was devastated because she couldn't put it under her pillow. We found it later and then to my horror, I noticed she had taken it to church and had it out showing it to her primary teacher up on the stand. I could not believe she brought it to church and I apologized profusely to her teacher about it. I will be happy when the tooth fairy comes and picks that thing up!
And lastly, our biggest challenge right now is Sophia and the potty. The child has reverted back to peeing and pooping her pants. Don't know why? Can't figure this one out. It is about to kill me though. She was completely potty trained for six months at least. Now it's like she has no bladder or bowl control. My only guess is that she just holds it and when she decided to go, it's too late. It is gross, frustrating, and did I mention gross. But here's the crazy thing. She wakes up in the middle of the night to go potty, just about every night. I guess she's not distracted at night. I don't know. Who knows?
You see, first off, I'm about 11 weeks pregnant with baby #4. I feel like I'm going to loose the contents of my stomach every waking moment of the day. If I move, I get severely nauseated. My kids probably think I'm dying from all the laying around I'm doing these days. We are excited, but boy am I ready to be over this first part. I usually clear around 12 weeks, so I'm crossing my fingers that it's the same this time.
Secondly, I've been fluish sick for a straight two weeks now. I eventually ended up on antibiotics, but I think it amplifies my nausea. The bright side is, I'm not blowing my nose every five seconds and I only have one more day left of the medicine. Although my throat feels a little soar right now...not a good sign.
Thirdly, I don't have a camera right now. So sad. Sophia killed our last working camera last Monday during family home evening. We carved pumpkins and when I asked her to take a picture, she dropped it right on the lens. Without pictures, I loose the motivation to blog. I better figure out something, because the holidays are coming up quick!!!
But on a brighter note, I completed and executed my second Primary program today. The kids did amazing and I was very proud of them. I have THE BEST chorister ever. She's amazing! Gabriela sang a solo again to "Follow the Prophet." She eats that kind of stuff up. And for the record, I did not write my child a solo into the program. The chorister picked her to do it. I don't want people getting the wrong idea since she sang a solo last year as well.
Sophia is taking horse back riding lessons (maybe I'll have pictures one day). She absolutely loves it with every fiber of her being. It has been the best thing for her and Julianne has overcome her fear of horses since she goes and watches every week with me. She brushes it, helps saddle it, leads into the arena by herself, and is really really good at riding. She started trotting last week and she can weave the horse through cones all by herself. Her teacher told me that most kids her age get stuck on one skill for a month or so, but with Sophia, she teaches her something new each week. Another trainer actually commented on her last week as well. Who knows where we'll go with this?
Gabriela lost her first (well really her second) tooth yesterday. She has had this wriggly tooth for like two weeks and the other tooth has actually popped up behind it because it wouldn't get out of the way. It was never really loose enough for me to feel confident I could pull it out. Well yesterday, Gabriela and I were talking about it and she told me she had an idea. She's been full of ideas lately and most of them are pretty good ones. Anyways, she proceeds to tell me that she needs some of that stuff you put on your teeth and you can't feel them anymore. Are you talking about Orajel? I told her I didn't think I had any of that stuff, but I got up to check the medicine cabinet just to humor her. I did not think this was going to work. Well low and behold, right there, front and center, was the Orajel. I gave her a tiny drop on her finger and she sticks it in her mouth. It wasn't three seconds later, that she didn't pop that tooth right out of there on the first attempt. It shocked her. It shocked me. I was totally impressed. She has carried that tooth around 24/7. She actually lost it last night and was devastated because she couldn't put it under her pillow. We found it later and then to my horror, I noticed she had taken it to church and had it out showing it to her primary teacher up on the stand. I could not believe she brought it to church and I apologized profusely to her teacher about it. I will be happy when the tooth fairy comes and picks that thing up!
And lastly, our biggest challenge right now is Sophia and the potty. The child has reverted back to peeing and pooping her pants. Don't know why? Can't figure this one out. It is about to kill me though. She was completely potty trained for six months at least. Now it's like she has no bladder or bowl control. My only guess is that she just holds it and when she decided to go, it's too late. It is gross, frustrating, and did I mention gross. But here's the crazy thing. She wakes up in the middle of the night to go potty, just about every night. I guess she's not distracted at night. I don't know. Who knows?
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Today was definately refining
Man alive, has it been tough around here this week. We've got every ailment under the sun under one roof. I've been sick since Sunday. Call it a head cold, call it the flu, call it what you want, but it is miserable. I think my voice is going to go out tomorrow, because it has moved into my lungs and the coughing is killing my throat. Julianne ended up with a double eye infection and taking her to the doctor is like taking a cat to the carwash. Not a good thing and then you have to WWF her to get the eyedrops in her eyes. She runs away proclaiming, "I don't want toooo!!!"
Well then Gabriela has the Egore eye today, so I started her on drops and then Sophia's complaining that she doesn't feel well either. She coughs here and there, but nothing serious...that is until about 7:00 tonight when she starts crying about how bad her ear hurts. I make and afterhours appt. for her and take the perscription to Walgreens. As we are standing in line, she pukes in the floor, right in front of the massive crowd around the pharmacy. I was kind of stunned and didn't know what to do next. I eventually, with the kind suggestion from a spectator, rush her off to the bathroom where I strip her of her jammies, wash her off, and zip her into my jacket and we bolt for the door.
Oh and did I mention Julianne is naughtier than ever and has taken full advantage of me everytime I try to lay down and get some rest. I rented and movie for the girls today and while I was watching with them she was upstairs, ditching her diaper, and pooping in Sophia's closet. Yep, you read that right! She pooped in the closet. It's actually a really large amoir, but sill, who does that? But before I discovered that I had to make my way up the stairs trying not to step on the entire bag of trail mix that she dumped down the stairs. Not one peanut, chocolate chip, or cranberry left in the bag. I think I'm going to lease her out for a year. Anybody want a naughty two year old. She has a great smile, but that's about it lately.
It's hard not to get depressed at times like this. The house looks like a bomb went off, I feel like I am a walking time bomb, and well I feel like I've been hit by a bomb, so my spirits are a little down and out. I can't really rest because I have naughty preschoolers who as soon as they know Mom is laying down, drag kitchen chairs over to the pantry to start their rade. It never fails and what is more astonishing is that they think I can't hear them. Anyways, I'm tired and am going to bed. Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.
Well then Gabriela has the Egore eye today, so I started her on drops and then Sophia's complaining that she doesn't feel well either. She coughs here and there, but nothing serious...that is until about 7:00 tonight when she starts crying about how bad her ear hurts. I make and afterhours appt. for her and take the perscription to Walgreens. As we are standing in line, she pukes in the floor, right in front of the massive crowd around the pharmacy. I was kind of stunned and didn't know what to do next. I eventually, with the kind suggestion from a spectator, rush her off to the bathroom where I strip her of her jammies, wash her off, and zip her into my jacket and we bolt for the door.
Oh and did I mention Julianne is naughtier than ever and has taken full advantage of me everytime I try to lay down and get some rest. I rented and movie for the girls today and while I was watching with them she was upstairs, ditching her diaper, and pooping in Sophia's closet. Yep, you read that right! She pooped in the closet. It's actually a really large amoir, but sill, who does that? But before I discovered that I had to make my way up the stairs trying not to step on the entire bag of trail mix that she dumped down the stairs. Not one peanut, chocolate chip, or cranberry left in the bag. I think I'm going to lease her out for a year. Anybody want a naughty two year old. She has a great smile, but that's about it lately.
It's hard not to get depressed at times like this. The house looks like a bomb went off, I feel like I am a walking time bomb, and well I feel like I've been hit by a bomb, so my spirits are a little down and out. I can't really rest because I have naughty preschoolers who as soon as they know Mom is laying down, drag kitchen chairs over to the pantry to start their rade. It never fails and what is more astonishing is that they think I can't hear them. Anyways, I'm tired and am going to bed. Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.
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