I hate pink!!

Okay, not really. I really like pink. However, I don't think that EVERY DOLL and accessory known to man and little girl in her pink princess dress needs to be PINK!!

I've been trying to find Nathan a baby to have when the baby comes. A baby he can throw around, abuse and otherwise destroy, in hopes he may leave MY baby in one piece. (I know, wishful thinking) At any rate, It took me 6 Targets, 3 Walmarts and 1 Toys R Us to FINALLY find a BOY cabbage patch doll. I was also looking for a stroller or carrier of some kind and some clothes with no luck. Unless I want it ALL PINK. I know Nathan has no problem with pink and has no idea it is a GIRL color, but why can't manufacturers produce other colors? Growing up, I know I had a baby-blue high chair and a multi-color (not pink) stroller for my doll. One year my Mom bought little chairs that hooked onto the table that were light green.

How novel that a girl can have things in other colors!!!

Let me be the first to say, if this baby is a girl, her first outfit will NOT be pink! (Maybe her second...)

It looks like Pepto Bismol threw up in here.....

I am so smart. S-M-R-T!

I love how I think that by yelling "Quiet!!" to my crying 2 year old will actually make him quiet down.
....More to come.......

Let me explain...

Nathan is occasionally a morning person. However, he decides when those times are. Lately, when we wake him to take him to Christian's parents house; (Wed-Fri) he wakes up fine, but the moment we go upstairs to get breakfast and get on our way, he has a melt down. On Friday, I had a melt down too.

Nathan (standing next to the computer): Cars?
Mom: No, we don't have time.
Nathan begins to whine.
Mom rethinks and decides it will be a good distraction while she and Christian get breakfast and his back pack together. She puts the movie in the computer and starts it. She sets Nathan down on a chair in front of the computer.
Dad: (somehow sensing the perfect storm forming, grabs the back pack and his lunch) I'll take this stuff outside.
Mom: Want something to drink, Nathan?
Nathan: No.
Mom: Want some yogurt?
Nathan: No.
The movie starts and Nathan immediately begins to cry. He slides to the floor crying.
Mom: What's wrong? You want to watch Donald?
Nathan: NO!
Mom (putting her bread in the toaster, trying to remain calm. Grandma & Grandpa are asleep in their bedroom.) Shhh, Grandma and Grandpa are sleeping. Do you want to watch Phineas and Ferb?
Nathan: NO! (continuing to whine cry. He then gets up and runs down the hall, right in front of G&G's door. )
Mom (whisper yelling): Quiet! Come back here! (She starts to walk down the hall. Nathan runs back down to the kitchen and falls in a heap on the floor sobbing.)
Mom: (through gritted teeth) Nathan, sshhh! Come and watch Cars right now!
Nathan (now kicking and screaming and crying)
Mom: Fine. I don't know how to communicate with you and I'm done. I put on Cars and that's what you are watching.
Nathan now screams louder. Mom now loses it and turns into a 2 year old.
Mom: FINE!! I don't want to see or hear you right now. Go out to the car right now!
Mom scoops up Nathan, takes him down the stairs, sets him not so nicely on the front porch. Christian is walking back towards the house.
Mom: Nathan is ready to get in the car. Mom is done.
Mom stomps back into the house and attempts to put jam on her toast. She drops half of it on the counter several times. She curses several times. Christian comes back in.
Mom: I cannot handle your son in the morning.
Dad: I'm sorry honey.
Mom gets her toast, forgets her apples in the ziploc baggie (dangit) and stomps out the door. Out of spite, she doesn't go the truck to kiss Nathan good-bye. That will show him!!
Mom proceeds to drive 80 miles an hour to work feeling guilty the entire time because she didn't kiss her baby good-bye. When Nathan arrives to Christian's parents' house. He is a perfect angel.

Hmmmmm. On Sunday in Relief Society, our lesson was on Enjoying the Journey given by Thomas S. Monson. He talks about how one day we will long for the days of the past. I wonder if President Monson ever fought with his 2 year old.....

Line Upon Line

No, I'm not singing Saturdays Warrior. Line upon Line, precept on precept, I am turning into my Mother!!!

Yesterday, Heather and Dan invited Christian and I to got to dinner and a movie. We had a delicious dinner at Ruby River and then headed to The Jordan Commons to watch the action/thriller, Taken. Excellent movie! About 45 minutes into it, a woman about 8 rows ahead of us (we were on the back row) pulls out her cell phone and keeps holding it up, putting it down, holding it up. Finally she just sat there, holding it up. ENRAGEMENT!!!!

The little cell phone back light didn't turn off either. I have no idea what she was even doing. I kept muttering things to Heather and Christian. Christian kept asking me if I wanted to move seats. Why should I have to move? I'm not the idiot. Finally during a quiet moment in the movie, I called out, "Put your cell phone down!" Several people turned around, including the people RIGHT behind the woman with the cell phone. "Her!! Right there!" I pointed.
She made no movement as if she heard and no one around her told her put her phone away.
I sat there for a moment, fuming. Finally I got up out of my seat, marched down the steps and approached their seats. "Can you tell her to put her phone down?" I whispered to her husband. He looked at me confused. I said louder. "Can you tell her put her cell phone down? It's very distracting!" Finally she looks at me and puts her phone down. I didn't see it again the rest of the movie.

Really? I really had to go through this falderal? Ridiculous!! AND it always seems to be me that sits where someone is going to annoy someone else.

In my younger years, I NEVER would have approached someone, let alone call out in a theater. It comes from a lifetime of having a Mom who is very outspoken. It was very embarrassing; especially as a teen. Now the older I get, (and being pregnant makes it 700 billion times worse) the more vocal I am. The less I worry about what people think and the more I worry about what is right and what is fair. Maybe turning into my Mom isn't such a bad thing......and I'm sure I'll mortify my children too.

I love it when this happens!!

When I was on facebook this morning, a friend of mine mentioned that her 5 little girls were sick. Something sparked in my brain and I suddenly remembered a book series I used to read about 5 little girls when I was younger; but I couldn't remember the title. Trusty Google brought back the answer. I freaking LOVE these books!!

All-of-a-Kind-Family by Sydney Taylor. So dang cute! It takes place around the turn of the century in New York City. They are Jewish family. I think I liked it so much because of all the girls in my family. If you're looking for something fun to read to your kids, (or for them to read)check it out!! There are 5 books in the series.

Picture Tag

I had to go to my 6th folder and get my 6th picture. Well, I cheated because it was of us standing by Oma at her funeral. That made me too sad. So I did the 7th folder, 7th picture.

This Carter (Tarter Sauce) playing around while we were trying to find dresses for Jenny's Wedding at VHF. I mean, Draper Pointe, or whatever they like to call it.

My Love

Happy Valentine's Day!!

It's such a funny holiday. As if I don't already tell my lover I love him several times a day! But I still want to make sure he knows it!! I've heard this song before, but I never really paid attention to the lyrics. They are pretty sweet. I like the thoughts of eternal companionship....

"I Will Follow You Into The Dark"

Love of mine some day you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark

No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black
And I held my tongue as she told me
"Son fear is the heart of love"
So I never went back

If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
'cause we'll hold each other soon
In the blackest of rooms

If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the No's on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
Then I'll follow you into the dark