BITTER:
I accidentally dropped my cell phone in the bath about four months ago, and have never replaced it. Talk about living the dream life. I love not having a cell phone, and not being available every second of the day. The funny thing is that when cell phones came out, Tristen and I were the first to get them out of about everyone we knew. We couldn’t believe how convenient it made life, and what a treat it was to own one. Even when we were in the CougarEat and sitting only two tables away, we would call eachother to see where the other was. Funny when we both stood up and were within ten feet of each other. Anyway, those days have changed, and I love the quiet. The only downside is when Micah needs me. Not having a cell phone has proved to be a bit of a pain for him, and he informed me that now is the time to get one. We renewed our contract, and I can get a pretty good phone for free. He called me to get the process going, and I told him I wasn’t in any rush and that we should wait for a few weeks. He told me there is a reason I need it, and the order was made. But be certain that I am not rushing to the door to see if it has arrived!
SWEET:
Micah told me about a month ago that I need to cross August 22nd off on the calendar because he was sending me and Tristen somewhere for my birthday. We have been dying to know what it is and where. Could it be the spa? Fun, but probably wouldn’t be my first pick. Was he sending us off on a long bike ride? Tristen thought so, but I can’t imagine that my birthday present from my husband involves excercise. We had a ton of guesses, but none of them fit the only clues we had. The clues were….I needed a cell phone, I would be occupied from aroung 10 - 4 o’clock, and we needed to prepare for whatever it was. We were completely lost….until this morning! Micah sent me the link to our mystery day!
We are going to be competing in a two person team in America’s Adventure Race called Urban Dare! Does my husband know me or what! It is like a mini Amazing Race around one city, and the winners move on to a final race in February. I am SO excited. Nothing he gave me would have been better. Tristen and I can not wait! Talk about a husband who really knows his wife. Shmickity Dickity — you are the BEST! Happy Stinking Birthday to me! I hope I do you proud. Tristen — It is my birthday, and I am in charge! And no…..we are NOT wearing tutu’s like you suggested.
I guess I will carry a cell phone for this little day of delight.
At 6 and a half months, Navy Baby is officially going from the laying to the sitting position. I would compare her to Scout, but he never crawled with his knees touching the ground, so it is a no go.
I would also like to record that she is pulling herself up and standing also. I actually caught her very first successful try in the video, and Scout and I were so excited. Nice job baby girl!
Micah’s dad has been counting down the days until he retired as an L.A. City Fire Captain. The time has come, and we got to head up to his station to celebrate for an afternoon. Congrats Tim, and nice work.
The second half of our Utah trip was all down hill. Navy woke up with a 104 degree fever. She is teething like crazy. She has the world’s worst diaper rash. (And NO, I didn’t let her sit in a yucky diaper to cause it….we think it was from a different medicine she had due to a rash she had.) On the other hand, Scout woke up a day later with a burning fever. He had an ear ache. He was irritable and irrational. And he wouldn’t eat anything. Come to find out, he caught “hand foot mouth disease”, and wouldn’t eat anything because his poor little mouth was inundated with little soars that hurt. Poor little things had it bad enough, but the real suffering was in the wee hours of the night. They were the ultimate tag team duo, because the second one was done hysterically crying, the next would start. I finally took Navy to the lobby from 2 - 3:30 am one morning to give Scout some rest.
I knew I was tired after the end of our trip, but the exhaustion level of my kids was manifested today. Navy slept in until 10 this morning. I put her down again at 11:15. Finally, at 6:00 tonnight, we had to wake her up so we could go out to get something to eat. After dinner, I changed her diaper, and she went down again at 8:30. Scout went down for a legthy nap, and was also interupted for our dinner plans. Poor things, and total troopers.
We are in Utah on our annual trip, and Scout is the “two year old”. He has actually been surprisingly good considering he hasn’t had a nap in over a week and he is up until 10:00 or later about every night. But unfortunately for him, a vacation doesn’t exempt him from discipline. We have had our share of timeouts, and luckily for me, there are fewer each day. One reason is because as the days go by, Scout gets quicker and quicker on his feet. Examples:
#1 — Scout was hanging out with Nonnie when all of a sudden, he fisted up and punched her on her shoulder.
Me: “Scout….did you just punch Nonnie?”
Scout: ”No.”
Me: “Yes you did…I just watched you.”
Scout: “No….I knocked on her.”
Nice one buddy (just like the big bad wolf), and due to laughing, he did get out of his timeout. Although we did have a lengthy conversation about synonyms.
#2 — Scout is not allowed to say “no” to me when I ask him to do something. I am trying to teach him to respond with “sure mommy”, but we have a bit of work.
Me: “Scout, hurry and come here so I can get you ready for your shower.”
Scout: “NO!”
Me: “Alright….automatic timeout!” (Meaning there is no discussion.)
Scout: With a little smirk and while pointing, he told me “I said nose!”
I was disgusted while my mom just exclaimed, “He is smart!” Way to validate mom.
He is having the time of his life with his 18 cousins that are here. Talk about a constant party. But in an effort to curb the naughtiness, we have implemented a few new ideas into his nightly prayers. The following statement has been reiterated every night for the past week:
“Please help me to not hit, kick, punch, pinch, smack, spit or say no to mommy.” I guess we will be adding “knock” and “nose” to the list.
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