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Thursday, January 31, 2008
Just Inane Ramblings
So, we got a new computer and we set it up this past week. We also use vonage - VOIP services. We thought it a bit strange, but nice, that we did not get any phone calls for four days and discovered that we had neglected to reset our phone. So, if anyone was trying to call us, we weren't screening calls or anything like that, we were just negligent of our phone services.
I am very upset with the horrible "short-thing conspiracy" at our house lately. It seems to be the goal of all beings under 52" to make sure that I can not get a decent night's rest. If it is not the girl (otherwise known as Aubree), then it must be the dog (aka Boo). I don't do well without sleep, so I am a might bit cranky. We are on night four and the mom is not happy.
Since the gist of this whole blog entry is a wee bit negative, I thought that I might list just a few things that I have really enjoyed lately.
I am very upset with the horrible "short-thing conspiracy" at our house lately. It seems to be the goal of all beings under 52" to make sure that I can not get a decent night's rest. If it is not the girl (otherwise known as Aubree), then it must be the dog (aka Boo). I don't do well without sleep, so I am a might bit cranky. We are on night four and the mom is not happy.
Since the gist of this whole blog entry is a wee bit negative, I thought that I might list just a few things that I have really enjoyed lately.
- My little guy, Ethan, still loves to cuddle with me. I thought by eight he might not, but he does. Kisses have been outlawed for a year or more, but he still wants to sit on my lap.
- We found a jar of Nutella at Costco. I know it isn't healthy, but it is a nostalgic bit of comfort for both Chad and I. MMMMMM, Nutella.
- Chad bought me a snowblower the beginning of December. Although I enjoy shoveling snow because it reminds me of being a kid, we've had a lot and it is tiring to shovel all the snow we have had. So, I love that we bought a small snowblower.
- I love how Aubree accepts compliments. She used to say "I know" whenever I complimented her. Now she actually sounds a little surprised, smiles and says "thank you, mommy."
Well, I figure this is enough inane ramblings for now. I hope all of you are having a great week!
Friday, January 25, 2008
As long as the mom is writing, chances are I will not be adding pictures (at least not that are relevant to the topic). I know that it is easy to upload photos, I just don't do it very often.
Well, in the past few weeks there has not been much that I either want to or feel like I can write about. Ethan had an ear infection and Aubree has had a killer cough, but we thankfully seem to be on the downside of both of these things.
Ethan did do a presentation in school today about what he wants to be when he grows up. All the kids had to dress up like their desired profession. Ethan has abandoned his plan to be a "Ninjaneer" (for those of you not familiar with this phrase - it's an engineer by day, a ninja by night), and has decided to be a zookeeper. We had to research it quite a bit. He discovered that he would have to go to school for four years and would still probably just end up literally poop scooping (as opposed to his parents who metaphorically poop scoop - j/k). He was thrilled to learn he would make around $20,000 - 40,000. Most kids were dressed up as doctors and nurses, I saw a few in Sunday clothes that said they would be accountants, and there was one dance teacher. They were all adorable. I must say, though, Ethan stood out. He wore khaki shorts, a khaki camo shirt, sunglasses, hiking boots, rugged watch and a walkie talkie. The reason he really stood out though was his blatant refusal to smile or show any emotion. The kid looked like he was terrified, but didn't want to show fear. Afterwards, he explained to me that was how zookeepers acted, because you can't let animals know that you're afraid.
Aubree is up to her usual dramatic antics. We were practicing reading, and she was struggling with the book and yelled that she was stupid. When I explained that it is okay to struggle, especially since she is not even in kindergarten, she gave me a dirty look, ran into the corner and yelled, "Just leave me alone to die, I mean it, leave me alone to die!"
She (Aubree) has also been very busy inventing things. We got a new computer and were setting up a network in our office, so there was a lot of styrofoam around. Well, she has had a boat, a stage, a doghouse and a lemonade stand with the same piece. It is so fun to see what she can come up with.
Chad and Corinne both still work, and it takes up entirely too much precious time in our lives, but we got to eat. Other than that, though - it's been a good couple of weeks.
Well, in the past few weeks there has not been much that I either want to or feel like I can write about. Ethan had an ear infection and Aubree has had a killer cough, but we thankfully seem to be on the downside of both of these things.
Ethan did do a presentation in school today about what he wants to be when he grows up. All the kids had to dress up like their desired profession. Ethan has abandoned his plan to be a "Ninjaneer" (for those of you not familiar with this phrase - it's an engineer by day, a ninja by night), and has decided to be a zookeeper. We had to research it quite a bit. He discovered that he would have to go to school for four years and would still probably just end up literally poop scooping (as opposed to his parents who metaphorically poop scoop - j/k). He was thrilled to learn he would make around $20,000 - 40,000. Most kids were dressed up as doctors and nurses, I saw a few in Sunday clothes that said they would be accountants, and there was one dance teacher. They were all adorable. I must say, though, Ethan stood out. He wore khaki shorts, a khaki camo shirt, sunglasses, hiking boots, rugged watch and a walkie talkie. The reason he really stood out though was his blatant refusal to smile or show any emotion. The kid looked like he was terrified, but didn't want to show fear. Afterwards, he explained to me that was how zookeepers acted, because you can't let animals know that you're afraid.
Aubree is up to her usual dramatic antics. We were practicing reading, and she was struggling with the book and yelled that she was stupid. When I explained that it is okay to struggle, especially since she is not even in kindergarten, she gave me a dirty look, ran into the corner and yelled, "Just leave me alone to die, I mean it, leave me alone to die!"
She (Aubree) has also been very busy inventing things. We got a new computer and were setting up a network in our office, so there was a lot of styrofoam around. Well, she has had a boat, a stage, a doghouse and a lemonade stand with the same piece. It is so fun to see what she can come up with.
Chad and Corinne both still work, and it takes up entirely too much precious time in our lives, but we got to eat. Other than that, though - it's been a good couple of weeks.
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Eight Teeth - No Payout for the Tooth Fairy
Well, Ethan lost his eighth tooth this week (December 30). Normally, I wouldn’t be so aware of the number of teeth a child had lost, especially by the eighth. Thing is, we have a special problem with teeth in this family. They never make it under the pillow.
Tooth number one – swallowed while eating a chicken nugget, mom was not about to wade through any “stuff” to retrieve said tooth. So, the tooth fairy received a nice note asking for forgiveness and a payout.
Teeth two through five – Ethan’s two bottom teeth started to grow in without forcing the baby teeth out. So, the dentist had to pull the four bottom center teeth to allow the teeth to come in straight. He put the teeth in this cool, little tooth ring and it came home with us. The mom was so excited to finally see a tooth, that she took the ring. She also noticed something wrong in a flower bed and walked across the lawn with the ring to check the bed out. When she came back from that excursion, all four teeth had fallen out somewhere in the lawn. Mom was not above searching through the lawn for three hours, but finally gave up when Ethan said it was okay. Mom wrote a nice note to the tooth fairy explaining her stupidity, and Ethan received a nice payout.
Teeth six and seven – One of Ethan’s buddies at school decided it would be fun to head butt him, knocking out tooth six in the school cafeteria and leaving tooth seven hanging on for dear life. Tooth six was sitting on Ethan’s lunch tray when the lunch lady came and threw it out. When tooth seven finally came out an hour later at home, he wrapped it up in a paper towel and headed out the door for cub scouts. Dad, not knowing what precious cargo was stowed in the wadded paper towel, through this in the trash and took the trash out to the can. Once again, the tooth fairy received a nice note from Ethan, this time blaming the lunch lady and father. He once again got a payout.
Tooth eight was our last hope. It came out cleanly, nicely – no trauma and not embedded in food. Ethan promptly placed the tooth in a Ziploc baggy and was instructed to place the baggy under his pillow. No notes needed this time. However, that night when Mom and Dad reminded Ethan to make sure his tooth was under the pillow, he said he couldn’t remember where he put the tooth. Everyone looked, we still can’t find it.
Well, the tooth fairy quite used to not receiving the payout at this house, felt bad for the poor kid, the first six were not his fault (the seventh, I have to admit was more his fault than neat-freak dad’s), but the kid deserved a break. So a nice dollar bill was left the first night. Mom saw it herself in the morning. She asked Ethan about it, he said he felt he didn’t deserve anything since he lost it. Mom said he should check again. He didn’t find anything. So two nights later, Mom asked him about it again. He checked under his first pillow right in front of her, and said “See, Nothing.” So Mom said, “What about checking under the other pillow?” He did and found his reward. I DON’T KNOW WHY THE TOOTH FAIRY EVEN BOTHERS AT THIS HOUSE.
Tooth number one – swallowed while eating a chicken nugget, mom was not about to wade through any “stuff” to retrieve said tooth. So, the tooth fairy received a nice note asking for forgiveness and a payout.
Teeth two through five – Ethan’s two bottom teeth started to grow in without forcing the baby teeth out. So, the dentist had to pull the four bottom center teeth to allow the teeth to come in straight. He put the teeth in this cool, little tooth ring and it came home with us. The mom was so excited to finally see a tooth, that she took the ring. She also noticed something wrong in a flower bed and walked across the lawn with the ring to check the bed out. When she came back from that excursion, all four teeth had fallen out somewhere in the lawn. Mom was not above searching through the lawn for three hours, but finally gave up when Ethan said it was okay. Mom wrote a nice note to the tooth fairy explaining her stupidity, and Ethan received a nice payout.
Teeth six and seven – One of Ethan’s buddies at school decided it would be fun to head butt him, knocking out tooth six in the school cafeteria and leaving tooth seven hanging on for dear life. Tooth six was sitting on Ethan’s lunch tray when the lunch lady came and threw it out. When tooth seven finally came out an hour later at home, he wrapped it up in a paper towel and headed out the door for cub scouts. Dad, not knowing what precious cargo was stowed in the wadded paper towel, through this in the trash and took the trash out to the can. Once again, the tooth fairy received a nice note from Ethan, this time blaming the lunch lady and father. He once again got a payout.
Tooth eight was our last hope. It came out cleanly, nicely – no trauma and not embedded in food. Ethan promptly placed the tooth in a Ziploc baggy and was instructed to place the baggy under his pillow. No notes needed this time. However, that night when Mom and Dad reminded Ethan to make sure his tooth was under the pillow, he said he couldn’t remember where he put the tooth. Everyone looked, we still can’t find it.
Well, the tooth fairy quite used to not receiving the payout at this house, felt bad for the poor kid, the first six were not his fault (the seventh, I have to admit was more his fault than neat-freak dad’s), but the kid deserved a break. So a nice dollar bill was left the first night. Mom saw it herself in the morning. She asked Ethan about it, he said he felt he didn’t deserve anything since he lost it. Mom said he should check again. He didn’t find anything. So two nights later, Mom asked him about it again. He checked under his first pillow right in front of her, and said “See, Nothing.” So Mom said, “What about checking under the other pillow?” He did and found his reward. I DON’T KNOW WHY THE TOOTH FAIRY EVEN BOTHERS AT THIS HOUSE.
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