Gather round children and let me tell you a story.
This morning I went to Seven Peaks with my inlaws. It was a beautiful day and we had fun, we stayed for a few hours and both kids were asleep by the time we got home. So I put them both in bed and changed and laid in bed as well. After about an hour or so Lorelai woke up and was fussing, so I was trying to comfort her, when I heard out front door open. I look at the clock and it's 3, not even close to time for James to be home, so I think "Maybe I'm just imagining it..." then I see a shadow on the wall, and I freaked out. I yelled out "Hello" and grabbed our gun and loaded it, because at this point I'm thinking "Holy crap, it's the middle of the day and someone is coming into my house where my two children are sleeping" So then I hear the front door close, and I think "Okay, apparently I scared them off" But I still take the gun and go through the entire house (and my heart is beating out of my chest, I'm so scared) Well no one was there, so I check outside, and no one was there. So I go back into my room grateful no one was actually there, and call James and tell him what happened, and by this time Lorelai (who had woken up when I started to hear things) was really upset, so I nursed her (keeping the gun close at hand) and called James. After she finished eating I came back out to check and see if anything was missing or moved ect. I don't see anything at first, and then I notice something on my kitchen table. My Pass of all Passes, which I had left with James's family that morning so they could get a tube. So I called them and asked if they had come into my house and they said yes, it was my brother in law David dropping off my pass and getting some water, not some crazed psycho. So I told them I was going to have to beat David because he had me thinking someone was in my house, and finally my heart stopped beating so fast.
Let me just tell you, I had a million things running through my mind and here are a few "We have to move" "What if they come back, I'm never going to sleep again" "I'm in my underwear (because I had come home from the water park and immediately taken a nap, I didn't need clothes)" "It's probably a good thing I didn't see David because it would have been very awkward... I wasn't dressed and I'd have pointed a loaded gun at him" "I'm going to punch David for scaring me so much" "James would be so proud of me for keeping my wits about me and getting the gun" "I should write this in the blog because it's actually a funny story" Well it's funny now that I know someone wasn't breaking into my home.
So to sum it up for you: don't come into my house without me knowing, because I'll think your a crazed psycho killer and will load the gun to come make you leave...
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Livin' the life
Lots of things happening! Well, they aren't exactly exciting (unless you're me, and everything my kids do I find exciting!) Lets start with the not so exciting:
Thomas dropped Lorelai. I wasn't even sure I wanted to post about this, because I'm pretty sure it makes me the worst mother ever, but I figure I don't care if anyone judges me, and I feel like a horrible mom either way... I went to the bathroom, and they both started to cry, I figured Lorelai wanted to be held, and Thomas wanted something or other, he comes running in crying asking me to come with him and saying "baby, get!" I told him one second (not knowing anything was wrong) and Lorelai had stopped crying, so I came out and Thomas ran in front of me, and I come into the living room and Lorelai's on the floor (not crying at this point) and I freaked out. I ran in, and grabbed her, scaring her and making her cry (much to my relief!) I held Thomas and Lorelai and comforted them both, and cried. Called the Dr, the nurse was awesome, she told me it happens all the time, and to watch for a few things, and come back if she had certain symptoms. She was fine.
Thomas has figured out hide and seek. Which is cute, and utterly terrifying at the same time. We like to leave the door open in the morning and later evening to help cool the house. So James and I were getting things from the back of the apartment, and I came back out (after literally 1 min) and said "Thomas!" and he wasn't there. So I went into the kitchen, not there, so I went into both bedrooms, the bathroom, the living room and kitchen again, by now screaming his name and becoming frantic. James joined me searching for him, we even checked outside just in case (horrible thought!) he has fallen off the porch. He was nowhere. I was freaking out, screaming his name and almost crying when James yells "THOMAS!" like he does if Thomas is in trouble or about to do something that might hurt him, and Thomas started to cry and came out from behind the desk in our living room. Worst 2 minutes of my life. I started to think horrible things about why I couldn't find my son, and I cried when we found him. Needless to say we both held the kids for the next few hours.
Thomas has smacked his head on the ground twice this week. And I'm sorry to say once was my fault. We went to take family pictures, Thomas was playing with grandpa, tripped and hit his head on the asphalt. He's fine, I was terrified he'd really hurt himself and ran over to him, big lump, a bruise, and he was fine a minute later. Then today on our way out the door for church, I picked him up so we could get down the stairs faster, and fell down the stairs. We were at the bottom, so he only fell about 1 foot, but he hit his head on the handrail, and I twisted my ankle. Again he was fine in a minute and I felt horrible for hours, probably days (I'll let you know)
Now for something happy, because I'm sitting here feeling like the worst mother ever and wanting to hide in a hole.
Thomas is using little sentences, and they are adorable! He'll say things like "Miss daddy" or "want plate" ect, and I love it! He's also started saying "Want!" and shaking his head no if he doesn't want something. He is learning the alphabet really well. He watches different shows, and loves "Super Why" on netflix. Whenever we are out he finds letters and points them out to me. He is also getting better with colors, calling certain things correct colors. He loves to explore, and make messes, and he loves his little sister. He wants to learn all the time, and loves to read. We are trying to get him to read to us, rather than just being read to. And he's started doing it. He has one books called Monster Halloween and we have read it hundreds of times (no joke) and he has it memorized. So he will sit down and "read" it. Each page says "Monster (word)" so he'll say Dress, or scare, or share, or shake, whatever each page says. But he only does that sometimes, he much prefers to be read to. So we do, all the time, every day :)
Lorelai is the cutest baby ever! She has fat rolls on her thighs and I love them! Thomas was never fat, and so the fact that Lorelai pretends to be, makes me so happy! She also has super fat cheeks, the most adorable thing! She is stingy with her smiles though. She loves to look at us (especially Thomas) and makes the cutest sounds! She is pretty much a 2 1/2 month old baby :) But the most perfect one ever!
James is officially in the police academy. Which is awesome! And horrible at the same time... He is going to go through this fall, and I am so stoked for him. He's also very excited! It'll be really great, the downside is it's M-F 5-9:30 and Sat 8-5 from September to November and March to July. So he will work all day and go to school all night. I'm going to be a single mom for all intents and purposes for a few months :( The worst part will be when Thomas wants to play with James and I have to tell him Daddy is at work... I'm glad he's still so young and so it won't be something he remembers, but I still hate it...
And now that I've written a novel I will leave to ponder my words, until I decide to post again :)
Thomas dropped Lorelai. I wasn't even sure I wanted to post about this, because I'm pretty sure it makes me the worst mother ever, but I figure I don't care if anyone judges me, and I feel like a horrible mom either way... I went to the bathroom, and they both started to cry, I figured Lorelai wanted to be held, and Thomas wanted something or other, he comes running in crying asking me to come with him and saying "baby, get!" I told him one second (not knowing anything was wrong) and Lorelai had stopped crying, so I came out and Thomas ran in front of me, and I come into the living room and Lorelai's on the floor (not crying at this point) and I freaked out. I ran in, and grabbed her, scaring her and making her cry (much to my relief!) I held Thomas and Lorelai and comforted them both, and cried. Called the Dr, the nurse was awesome, she told me it happens all the time, and to watch for a few things, and come back if she had certain symptoms. She was fine.
Thomas has figured out hide and seek. Which is cute, and utterly terrifying at the same time. We like to leave the door open in the morning and later evening to help cool the house. So James and I were getting things from the back of the apartment, and I came back out (after literally 1 min) and said "Thomas!" and he wasn't there. So I went into the kitchen, not there, so I went into both bedrooms, the bathroom, the living room and kitchen again, by now screaming his name and becoming frantic. James joined me searching for him, we even checked outside just in case (horrible thought!) he has fallen off the porch. He was nowhere. I was freaking out, screaming his name and almost crying when James yells "THOMAS!" like he does if Thomas is in trouble or about to do something that might hurt him, and Thomas started to cry and came out from behind the desk in our living room. Worst 2 minutes of my life. I started to think horrible things about why I couldn't find my son, and I cried when we found him. Needless to say we both held the kids for the next few hours.
Thomas has smacked his head on the ground twice this week. And I'm sorry to say once was my fault. We went to take family pictures, Thomas was playing with grandpa, tripped and hit his head on the asphalt. He's fine, I was terrified he'd really hurt himself and ran over to him, big lump, a bruise, and he was fine a minute later. Then today on our way out the door for church, I picked him up so we could get down the stairs faster, and fell down the stairs. We were at the bottom, so he only fell about 1 foot, but he hit his head on the handrail, and I twisted my ankle. Again he was fine in a minute and I felt horrible for hours, probably days (I'll let you know)
Now for something happy, because I'm sitting here feeling like the worst mother ever and wanting to hide in a hole.
Thomas is using little sentences, and they are adorable! He'll say things like "Miss daddy" or "want plate" ect, and I love it! He's also started saying "Want!" and shaking his head no if he doesn't want something. He is learning the alphabet really well. He watches different shows, and loves "Super Why" on netflix. Whenever we are out he finds letters and points them out to me. He is also getting better with colors, calling certain things correct colors. He loves to explore, and make messes, and he loves his little sister. He wants to learn all the time, and loves to read. We are trying to get him to read to us, rather than just being read to. And he's started doing it. He has one books called Monster Halloween and we have read it hundreds of times (no joke) and he has it memorized. So he will sit down and "read" it. Each page says "Monster (word)" so he'll say Dress, or scare, or share, or shake, whatever each page says. But he only does that sometimes, he much prefers to be read to. So we do, all the time, every day :)
Lorelai is the cutest baby ever! She has fat rolls on her thighs and I love them! Thomas was never fat, and so the fact that Lorelai pretends to be, makes me so happy! She also has super fat cheeks, the most adorable thing! She is stingy with her smiles though. She loves to look at us (especially Thomas) and makes the cutest sounds! She is pretty much a 2 1/2 month old baby :) But the most perfect one ever!
James is officially in the police academy. Which is awesome! And horrible at the same time... He is going to go through this fall, and I am so stoked for him. He's also very excited! It'll be really great, the downside is it's M-F 5-9:30 and Sat 8-5 from September to November and March to July. So he will work all day and go to school all night. I'm going to be a single mom for all intents and purposes for a few months :( The worst part will be when Thomas wants to play with James and I have to tell him Daddy is at work... I'm glad he's still so young and so it won't be something he remembers, but I still hate it...
And now that I've written a novel I will leave to ponder my words, until I decide to post again :)
Sunday, July 1, 2012
Squats
As I write this Thomas is alternating between running around the living room and doing squats. Apparently my daily living room workouts are having a good impact on not only me and my body but also my little family. It warms my heart that my goal to be in better shape is wearing off on the people I love the most. My sweet two year old is seeing his parents be healthy and exercising, and I really hope that we can continue to do that so he grows up being as healthy as possible. Especially since I have always struggled getting him to eat as healthy as I want him to.
Also Thomas has decided he wants to start potty training. He has used the big boy potty 3 times now, and this afternoon he came up to me while I was going to the bathroom and said "Pee!" and so I asked if he wanted to go pee, and he emphatically said "YES!" so I took off his diaper, and sat him on his little toilet and he went pee in the potty. I was so proud, I can't even express it. He has always been that way, when he is ready to do something new or learn something new, he lets us know. When he was ready to sleep in his own bed he stopped sleeping through the night in our bed. When he wanted to learn to walk he wouldn't let me go anywhere without holding his hands and letting him walk. When he wanted to feed himself he wouldn't take food from a fork unless he was holding it. I am so glad he's so wonderful, because there are so many times that I think to myself "I don't know how to teach him this, or when to teach him this" And then he lets me know, that he is ready for it, and we work together and he is extremely paitent with me as I learn how to teach him. I LOVE being a mom, and I am always amazed at how much divine help I am given on a daily basis.
So a brief overview of our summer so far.... We have a pass of all passes and we have been to Seven Peaks quite a few times, and we went to an Orem Owlz game, and Trafalga. We are going to another Owlz game on Saturday with some close friends of ours. Thomas has painted the bathtub (with washable paints), and his new favorite activity is to play with water. I fill up a big pitcher and give him cups and such and he sits on the front porch step and pours them back and forth. It makes me wish that we had a deck, or a porch that was safe enough for him to play on alone. Alas, we will suffer through apartment living for a bit longer.
Lorelai is growing too fast. She is still in newborn clothes thankfully. But she's getting bigger, and I love and hate it at the same time. She can now lift her whole upper body while doing tummy time. Just think of the Cobra pose in yoga and pilates, she's a pro at it :) She sleeps really well at night, and is just a happy girl. Her hair is getting longer, and I have tried several hairstyles, I still like the mohawk the best :)
I'm also proud to say that I have been doing pretty good at exercising. I have been trying everyday to get in half an hour of straight strength training everyday. I can now do 200 squats, 300 toe raises, 60-90 pushups, 200 jumping jacks, 100 crunches (on an exercise ball), 75 mountain climbers, and about 100 reps of 4 exercises that I don't know the name for... It makes me really happy that I can feel myself getting stronger, I try to push myself to do more and more reps, and it kills me, but I love it. I haven't figured out a way to go running with both children without spending the money on a jogging stroller... So we'll see what happens with that. Maybe I'll get motivated enough to get up at 6 so James can come with me and deal with Thomas, or maybe we'll do it at night (not an ideal situation because I hate being hot when I go to bed...) We'll see, since I am running a 5k in March. We are doing a 5k on the 14th, but we are just walking it. It's a fundraiser, so it's for a good cause.
James is a trooper, he still goes to work at a job I know he doesn't like everyday, and he doesn't ever complain about it. He is so amazing. I love that he gets to come home somedays at 3, and hate that we dont' get enough hours. I complain about it more than he does!! He is going to Wyoming for work in a few weeks... Yes, Wyoming, it's weird and I am not sure why they chose to do a corporate retreat in Wyoming... But he'll be gone for a few days, so I am going to stay with my family. I HATE being home alone at night, it makes me feel like I need to sleep with the gun just in case... So I'll go hang with my family.
Sorry all of my blog posts are like epics now.... I just don't write often enough and then I have too much to say. Although I suppose I have too much to say even when I do write more often...
Also Thomas has decided he wants to start potty training. He has used the big boy potty 3 times now, and this afternoon he came up to me while I was going to the bathroom and said "Pee!" and so I asked if he wanted to go pee, and he emphatically said "YES!" so I took off his diaper, and sat him on his little toilet and he went pee in the potty. I was so proud, I can't even express it. He has always been that way, when he is ready to do something new or learn something new, he lets us know. When he was ready to sleep in his own bed he stopped sleeping through the night in our bed. When he wanted to learn to walk he wouldn't let me go anywhere without holding his hands and letting him walk. When he wanted to feed himself he wouldn't take food from a fork unless he was holding it. I am so glad he's so wonderful, because there are so many times that I think to myself "I don't know how to teach him this, or when to teach him this" And then he lets me know, that he is ready for it, and we work together and he is extremely paitent with me as I learn how to teach him. I LOVE being a mom, and I am always amazed at how much divine help I am given on a daily basis.
So a brief overview of our summer so far.... We have a pass of all passes and we have been to Seven Peaks quite a few times, and we went to an Orem Owlz game, and Trafalga. We are going to another Owlz game on Saturday with some close friends of ours. Thomas has painted the bathtub (with washable paints), and his new favorite activity is to play with water. I fill up a big pitcher and give him cups and such and he sits on the front porch step and pours them back and forth. It makes me wish that we had a deck, or a porch that was safe enough for him to play on alone. Alas, we will suffer through apartment living for a bit longer.
Lorelai is growing too fast. She is still in newborn clothes thankfully. But she's getting bigger, and I love and hate it at the same time. She can now lift her whole upper body while doing tummy time. Just think of the Cobra pose in yoga and pilates, she's a pro at it :) She sleeps really well at night, and is just a happy girl. Her hair is getting longer, and I have tried several hairstyles, I still like the mohawk the best :)
I'm also proud to say that I have been doing pretty good at exercising. I have been trying everyday to get in half an hour of straight strength training everyday. I can now do 200 squats, 300 toe raises, 60-90 pushups, 200 jumping jacks, 100 crunches (on an exercise ball), 75 mountain climbers, and about 100 reps of 4 exercises that I don't know the name for... It makes me really happy that I can feel myself getting stronger, I try to push myself to do more and more reps, and it kills me, but I love it. I haven't figured out a way to go running with both children without spending the money on a jogging stroller... So we'll see what happens with that. Maybe I'll get motivated enough to get up at 6 so James can come with me and deal with Thomas, or maybe we'll do it at night (not an ideal situation because I hate being hot when I go to bed...) We'll see, since I am running a 5k in March. We are doing a 5k on the 14th, but we are just walking it. It's a fundraiser, so it's for a good cause.
James is a trooper, he still goes to work at a job I know he doesn't like everyday, and he doesn't ever complain about it. He is so amazing. I love that he gets to come home somedays at 3, and hate that we dont' get enough hours. I complain about it more than he does!! He is going to Wyoming for work in a few weeks... Yes, Wyoming, it's weird and I am not sure why they chose to do a corporate retreat in Wyoming... But he'll be gone for a few days, so I am going to stay with my family. I HATE being home alone at night, it makes me feel like I need to sleep with the gun just in case... So I'll go hang with my family.
Sorry all of my blog posts are like epics now.... I just don't write often enough and then I have too much to say. Although I suppose I have too much to say even when I do write more often...
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