My new friend

In the world of a big move comes lots of new friends. Friends are scary to make because what if someone gets attached to you and later on you find out their crazy. Well my new friend I pay tribute to today I believe is crazy, she sits next to me at gymnastics each and every week. Gymnastics is somewhat of a challenge with three kids. Between wrestling Mason the entire time and my friends shocking comments there was always something to look forward to on Tuesday afternoons.

Impression 1: I was told what a disadvantage my kids had because there were more then two of them. (She only has two because of course, she's perfect). They'd have less of my time and be involved in less activities because we couldn't afford it. "Each additional child, is one the less thing they'll all get to do".
Impression 2 shocking comment: Charlotte is allergic to peanuts. She asked me if we can go to chick-fil-a. I told her no, or at least not when Charlotte's with us. She then told me if any kid of hers was ever allergic to peanuts that she would disown that child. I tried to reason with her by telling her that she wouldn't (it's not that big of a deal), saying that you'd look at them, see how cute they were and not even care. I guess she thought I felt attacked because she told me "No, I wouldn't disown Charlotte, I'd disown my kids. I couldn't live with out Chick-fil-a.
Impression 3: Mason had just thrown his bottle after he'd finished drinking it, a bad habit I know. She went on to tell me how her friends son did the same and really hurt her friends head because the son would throw it while they were driving in the car and it would bean the back of her head. Her friend asked her (phyco lady) if her kids ever chucked their bottle when they were finished to which she replied "Is Sydney still breathing. If that was my kid I'd be pulling over on the side of the road and giving them a little smack, smack, smack." Hello???? Oh so I guess I'm supposed to start beating him right now.
Impression 4: (Are you starting to see the things I look forward to hearing each week.) Our internet, phone and cable T.V. are all the same, if the internet is down so is every source of media outlet in the house. I told her how I'd been without a phone all day. To make me feel better she told me that her internet company had recently called and asked her to switch and get a phone through the computer. She told them "What, do I have stupid written all over me?" Which apparantly I do because 30 seconds prior I told her thats how we were set up.

I realize this is the longest, probably boring for you all, grammatically incorrect post ever. There is plenty of confusing "he said, she said". I just had to share the news of my gymnastics friend. I'm switching days of gymnastics to the evenings or Saturdays when Chris can watch Mason, and in a wierd sad way I'll miss the shocking comments. A week never went by with out one, I only filled you in on some of my favorites. I thought it appropriate to finish with a tribute to her. For your own enjoyment I wish you all success in the future at finding a phyco friend to sit with at some extra curricular activity.

A New Monster Lives in our House

Charlotte is her name. The good news is that she loves school, the bad news is that she wants to make sure she doesn't miss it and so she wakes up at the earliest hour. The first few days of school I had to go in her room, shake her around, talk to her, tickle her, carry her downstairs. Well she must have amazing body rhythym because this is no longer necessary. She wake up 1/2 hour earlier then needed like clockwork. We can throw the new cock-a-doodle do alarm clock away.
I can't have her wake up before 7, because there are certain mom jobs I have to do before I need her help, making the lunch, showering, reading, getting ready, all things I'm great at by myself.
Yesterday, she woke up so early came running down stairs yelling "Mom you said we could make stickers today, I want to make stickers" (writing on scotch tape, and ripping the piece off). That activity definately shouldn't happen before 10am, let alone 7am.
Last nigth Chris and I went on a date, she was with the babysitter going crazy when we got home at 10:00. Now school nights, she's in bed at 8:00, so I'm thinking she'll sleep in this morning, after all it's Saturday. However, I wasn't willing to take any chances, so I had a lecture of you stay in bed as long as you can. Then you come downstairs wait quietly on the couch, and read a book quietly. Most importantly don't wake up mom or dad. At 6:30 am, on a Saturday, I wake up to "see Dick run, go Dick go, oh Dick" in a loud voice. My precious sleep had been robbed once more.
What am I to do with this Monster?

Preschool Drama

So kindergarten has started and its going so great. . . . .and now for Rozzie's turn. Since Charlotte started school Rozlyn has been so excited because she wants to do anything that Charlotte does. On Tuesday when we dropped Charlotte off at the school, Rozlyn in her nightgown, went wandering into the classroom crying to go to school. Thursday was her very own big day. I really wanted to keep her at a home preschool, rather then a more traditional school. This was my first error. She was going to Miss Shelia's preschool, a lady who has done it for twlevle years. She seemed like the pro (despite having a 1:12 ratio of 3 year olds), but I knew it would work because it had for all those years. While I can barely handle a 1:3 ratio, I just figured she knew what she was doing. At the conclusion of her first day, Rozzie came stumbling out in her backpack that is bigger then her with the mysterious pink letter. The pink letter indicated that Miss Shelia had recently gotten her Real Estate's license and from time to time the two (preschool and real estate) would conflict. So lucky for us she hired this great assistant, her 18 year old son, Mr Lindon. Hello????? Now instead of the expert we have a teenage boy ALONE with 12 kids. Would any of you be alarmed? Would you ever sign up and pay for your child to attend a preschool where she has an 18 year old BOY for a teacher, by himself with 12 kids? (not to mention he is a home schooled kid - I know there are homeschoolers that turn out great, however my general stereotype is not a positive one). My lesson learned is that when we decided to do a preschool in a home we lost out on alot of professionality and accountability. A public place would not allow a teacher that just came and went as her real estate business permitted. There also would be more then one adult, for emergencies, comforting, bathroom assistance, etc. When Mr. Lindon has to attend to an emergency, call a parent who knows what the other 11 will be doing. In addition Rozzie has bad boy phobia. So no more preschool for Rozlyn for now. She doesn't know the news yet, it will break her heart because she was just so excited. My sister-in-law suggested that I tell her preschool is only one day. She is on a waiting list at several other places. When you wait until August 10th, the slots are usually full. Chris is doing the "break-up" today in exchange for a large desseret. I was to afraid of the confrontation. Thank heavens I can bribe him with sugar to do my dirty work for me.

All about Mason

3 things that scare me:
*Mom's dinasoar sound effects
*The electric drill
*My sisters love

3 people that make me laugh:
*Mom
*Dad
*My Sisters

3 things I love:
*Food
*The gameroom
*Stairs

3 things I hate:
*When the food runs out
*Holding still
*Diaper changes

3 things I don't understand:
*Why I can't be set free on the stairs
*Why mom puts up baby gates
*Why the feedings have to end

3 things on my floor:
*wagon
*books
*horse

3 things I'm doing right now:
*Sleeping peacefully
*Recharging my energy
*Dreaming about stairclimbing

3 ways to describe my personality:
*Busy body
*Happy
*Energetic

3 things you should listen to:
*My new chatterbox vocabulary
* mommy singing
*ESPN sports radio

3 things I want to do before I die (in other words three things my mom wishes for me):
*Marry a girl just like my mom in the temple and have lots of babies
*develop a testimony of my own
*Serve a mission

3 things I love to eat:
*strawberries
*Dannon Activia, its a real boost for my digestive system
*anything else I can find and fit in my mouth

3 things I'd like to learn:
*How to walk so I can play sports
*How to communicate so someone understands me (I have feelings too!)
*How to drink from a sippy

3 babies I tag:*Bailey *Kotter *Mia

The best toy!!!

So I'm always searching for that one magical toy. The criteria is 1)keep my kids entertained for hours 2)Mason can't choke on it 3)it doesn't make noises or sounds that annoy me 4)doesn't cost alot of money. I've found just the toy - pipe cleaners. You might have all discovered them quicker then I did. As for myself and my children we just became familiar with them a few weeks ago. They've given us nothing but happy hours ever since. They make people out of them, letters, spell names, necklaces, bracelets. Even I enjoy scuplting creations with them. We even took them to church because they're even quiet, an added bonus. Anyway if you were slow to learn about these magical toys like me, go grab a bag. I hope they give you an afternoon's worth of time to get something done like they do for me.
As a side note, Kindergarten really happened. Plenty of tears were shed and I fought boldly to contain myself while Charlotte was with me. There should be a prize for that because it was no easy task. She seemed so ready, and acted so brave which gave me another reason to want to cry, tears of happiness, tears of sadness. It's an emotional roller coaster. So she's there as we speak. I'm a short 2 hours away from picking her up and hearing all about her new world. As a tribute to Charlotte here is a picture of her this Monday morning and a picture of her last Monday morning. My crazy wild friend is all dressed up and in kindergarten now.