My Snow White

I was watching Oprah the other day and it was about a family who has a bizarre little girl. Their whole life revolves around her because she is schizophrenic, I think. I kept thinking how do little kids have such big problems...what goes on in that little girls mind is so disturbing. Wait ...what is going on in this little girls mind? At first, I thought how cute and then I kept thinking...this is actually disturbing. Oprah call me.

Payback

A week or two ago my kids came home with a ballot from school for all the parents to vote for something. I glanced over it as I was about to throw it in the trash and I saw my husband's name on the ballot. I called him and asked him what he was doing?...you are already busy enough...After he talked me down from the ledge, he assured me he had no idea what I was talking about. He was not trying to be a parent rep on the school site board for the kids school. We figured someone else was trying to be funny or mean. I called everyone I knew and told them not to vote for him and I did not vote for him. I told the girls that if they saw their friends ballots at school tell them to change who their parents voted for to not include Dad.
Fast Forward a week and we have accused so many and still have not found the culprit until Scott was talking to his mom. Apparently she has been waiting for some payback. 2 years ago, Scott signed her up in the temple to play the organ (which she does not play). She then thought it was not a mistake but a sign that she should work in the temple weekly. So... she diligently has worked there for at least 2 years and finally Scott broke it to her that it was him. I guess his Mom was waiting for the perfect time for payback. Remember our trip to Guatemala...well, she was watching the kids those ten days and the flyer was sent home for candidate volunteers. Payback opportunity!! I think this is the funniest thing she has ever done...Good Work.
What was the outcome? VICTORY!!!! Congrats to our new school site council parent candidate. I think this is the only victory he could not be any less happy about. Payback!!!! Thanks to all his supporters.

Leaving the runway of childhood

My new favorite quote for my child who is a little cautious..."When a great ship is in harbor and anchored, it is safe, there can be no doubt. But that is not what great ships are built for." Although there was no ship involved there was an airplane and nervous girl to fly alone to San Jose. You did it!!! Your ship/airplane is leaving the harbor/runway... You go Girl.

I am so deep today with my analogies. I will have her tell more of her trip soon.

To fold or not to fold

A couple of years ago I stopped folding all blankets that were in my linen closet. My girls would get into this closet daily and mess up all my folding. They would try and put them back but it looked more like a good stuff it job. Why would I waste my time and who cares if the blankets are folded. Well this has slowly led to my new approach on Laundry. I/Scott fold clothes and make them look like perfect piles that could be put on the tables at the Gap. Place them nicely in drawers and am positive my kids will be grateful for the folded clothes magically appearing in there drawers. The next day I walk by there rooms and notice they were looking for one shirt and have destroyed all my work. Yes, they stuff them back and the drawers jammed shut. Why? Why? do I fold. I don't like folding and does it really matter they are stuffed in their drawers. Now, I know all of you that are OCD this would drive you crazy. You know the ones who iron T-shirts...I am not OCD and can sleep fine with their drawers jammed shut with unfolded clothes. Today I am grateful for this approach. Brody was supposed to be sleeping. Instead he found a fun game to throw all his clean clothes over the stairs. If they were all folded nicely I might of freaked out a bit. No, no freak out.... because I will jam them back in his drawers in one fail swoop and might let him jam them back in his drawers. What did I gain today...10 minutes... I might of wasted this time folding his clothes again.

I don't think they look like raggedy children who wear clothes stuffed in a drawer. My little secret to saving moms time. NO MORE FOLDING... JUST STUFF IT!!!

PS...Scott does not like this approach to his drawers. I wonder why?

11th birthday

I think I love this cake as much as you!!! Happy 11th Birthday!

No, I did not make it...but the key to being a good mom is finding people who help me look like a good mom. It is getting hard to come up with a birthday cake that she thinks is AWESOME. No longer can I stick some characters on a cake and get excitement. I think I still got an AWESOME reaction. Thanks to my cake maker and good luck with your new business I will be spreading the word.

BYU dorks

As an Alumni of BYU, I will always be a fan. However, you will never see me wearing some sports jersey for any sports team. I kind of think they are "white trash." I grew up in the south and think this might have created issues when it comes to my limited fan support. I got a call from my husband saying a package is in the mail and don't throw it away when I open it. I guess he knew what my first reaction would be. Mentally, I told myself...he is a grown man and can buy whatever he wants even if he will look like a dork in my living room...let's just hope he will never wear it out of the house. Then I saw a 2T in the box...Scott is not a 2T. Well, now I have two BYU dorks sitting on my couch with visions/nightmares of what Brody will grow up to become. See picture below. Let it be recorded here that if Brody grows up remotely close to the photo below, it was not his mothers doing. Go BYU!!!

Fall Crafts

Is it too early for Halloween crafts when it is 105 degrees outside. Some new creations. Everyone does the glass block at Christmas why not a pumpkin?