Do We Have Suckers Imprinted on our Foreheads?

So, yesterday we were attacked by a door to door salesman...Scott is a big sucker for anyone selling something that way. He has purchased cleaning supplies this way, and now we are proud owners of a home security system. Yes, I know what you are all thinking, and yes, I probably think it too. Scott changes his mind from feeling like it is a great thing to a horrible thing three or four times a day. Who knows what will happen. The benefits I see from it are when we are gone on vacation, or wherever, and someone will be watching our house, and when I am home alone at night with the kids. I don't get nervous during the day, but at night sometimes it bothers me. We have a very dark little circle, and really if someone wanted to break into our house it wouldn't be too difficult. As a matter of fact, I have broken into our house with a credit card in less than 30 seconds. The security system was installed for free and it was activated for free. We have to pay a monthly fee to keep it connected to emergency services, but that is it. The only catch is that we have to keep a sign for it (which is small) in our front yard, but I would think that you would want to do that anyways to work as a deterrent for people breaking in.

Although I am not as susceptible to door to door salesman, I am a sucker for infomercials. I want everything I see on them. Especially if the person doing the infomercial is that guy from the Oxiclean commercials. I think about buying whatever he is talking about. Whats his name, Billy something.

So, if you really want to get some money out of us, come by the house and sell something, I don't even know if it matters what you are selling, just have something, and we will probably buy it.

School Days

Well, back to school to prove to dad that I'm no fool. (Yes, here again is my penchant for movie trivia. I don't know why my brain can fill up with useless movie quotes and then I can't remember important things for the life of me. Oh well, back to what I was really going to talk about.) Sean and Katie both started school this week. Sean's first day was yesterday. He was so funny. I asked him beforehand if he wanted me to take him into his class. He said "No." I asked if he wanted me to walk him to the door, and again "No." I asked him what I was allowed to do and he told me "You can wave at me from the car." Isn't that flattering. Then he conceded and said I could "get out and wave." That little monster. Once we got there though he wanted me to walk him to class. He was not anxious at all when I left. I was.

Katie is getting ready to go to school right now. She is all dressed and she looks like a hippie. She is such a pretty girl. She is really excited and keeps telling me she is going to be late. She is really excited and not nervous at all either. I guess that is good. It just seems so much harder for me than for either of them.

They also are going to start swim lessons tonight. Again. They love it. I love that they are having fun. Hopefully they will learn to be good enough swimmers that they will always enjoy the water. Scott wants to sign Ben up for a parent tot class as well. We will do that soon. Ben already likes to blow bubbles in the bathwater. He is so cute and funny.

Why in the world did I go?

So, Saturday was my 10 year high school reunion, and boy was it ever fun. (Sarcastic eye roll inserted here.) There was just not a whole bunch of people there that I cared to see. It is not that I dislike them, it is just that I have my own life to worry about, and I can't really worry about people that I haven't seen for 10 years. The exception though was Jay and Ginger Neuteboom, and Natalie and Josh Fowler. I had a great time talking with them. Natalie is a lot the same as she was, and it just reminded me of why we got along so well in high school. She is about as cynical and sarcastic as I am (which I think is a good thing.) She was fun to talk to and there wasn't any real weird pauses or a lot of small talk. It was just nice to see her. Josh is really nice too. She found someone who is really good with her and a really nice guy. Jay and Ginger are just about the nicest people in the world. I don't see them very much, mostly at Target, but Jay was really fun to talk to. He is just fun to be around. Ginger is so sweet. She and Jay are in my mom and dad's ward, and my mom talks about how nice she is. I believe it. I haven't talked too much with her, but she just seems to be so nice, and not fake nice or icky sweet nice, but just nice and fun to be around.

Dinner was fantastic (another eye roll). I swear, $44 for two tacitos and nacho cheese pretty much sucked. It felt like we could have gone to Maverick and picked up a better dinner. Oh well, I just have to tell myself I didn't go for dinner. It was worth it to see the few mentioned above. I just think that next time we should go somewhere else and ditch out on the reunion.

How can I pick just one?

I don't know if anyone has noticed, but I put a playlist on here. Let me tell you, this was not an easy task for me. Even now as I look at it I want to change it. There are things that you want to listen to when the mood hits. Other things are classic. When I thought about putting one on here I thought that it would be fun. You know, give people a sample of the stuff that I life. Little did I know that it is like choosing who is your favorite kid. It just can't be done, or at least not well. I pretty much love music. I have no talent except to listen, but boy do I love to listen. Music is something that is pretty important to me. I basically feel like my life runs in soundtrack. All of my memories are associated with songs. Certain songs remind me of people or places, or things that I have done. Basically, I just love it. So, how do you decide which songs are representative of yourself. Well, I don't think that all of these are. I picked some things that I really love, and others just found themselves there because of my mood. I will probably continually change it, and update it, but for now here it is. Hope you enjoy it. Also, there are things on here that some people might not like. Sorry. Just skip ahead to the next song or turn your speakers off.

I Fly

I was just looking through our pictures and found this one of Sean. He and Scott went and did I Fly (fake skydiving) for Scott's birthday this year. Sean was on board of course and was so excited. When we got there he looked so tiny. He was very nervous and sat in the booth area looking petrified. He loved it though (what a shock). He is so crazy sometimes. Anyways, I thought this was cute and wanted everyone else to see why I am going to have a heart attack at a young age.

Special days and every other kinds

So, Katie and I had a special day last Saturday. It was our "girl" day. Sean could hardly wait for us to go because that meant he got to watch Transformers. I had been holding out for as long as I could, but Scott really wanted to watch it with Sean. Alex ended up here too, so all the boys watched the movie. Sean loved it, of course, and I think they had fun.

Katie and I had a great time. We went to a place called "Girly Girl Frenzy." Yes, it was just what you might think. Katie had a princess makeover and looked absolutely adorable. They curled her hair and pulled it up, then they added a little tiara and glitter. She loved it and was sad when complete strangers did not tell her she was beautiful. She cried when she had to wash it out that night. She also had glitter makeup on her eyes. She is the girliest little girl ever. It is so funny because I was exactly opposite of that. It just goes to show that they come with their own personalities.

After the makeover we went to Build a Bear and she made a fairy winged ballet dancing bear named Katie. What a shock.

It is nice to spend time with her when we can just have fun and not have to be constantly disciplining someone in the house. Sometimes I feel like the worst mother ever, and the biggest joy kill. Maybe thats what it means to be a mom.

Ben is getting to be hilarious. He is the best dancer I have ever seen. He loves to dance, and will dance to just about anything. He also loves to watch sports. We went to a baseball game yesterday and he would stand there and clap like he was cheering for the players. It was so cute. He has a lot of personality, and I think it is probably good he does not talk yet, because I am sure that when he does it will never end.

One of my very most favorite people in the world just told us she is going to have a baby. We are so excited for Jessica and Ty. They have the most adorable kids and we love them. They are great friends. We are planning a trip to Disneyland with them (and not telling our kids), and I am so excited. It is going to be great. We are going in November and it will be over our anniversary. It doesn't seem like it has been eight years to me. Maybe Scott would disagree and feel like it has been an eternity. Oh well, it will be fun to be in Disneyland for that. We are going to go to town hall and get special badges. It will also be over Paige's birthday (Ty and Jessica's current youngest). She is the funniest kid I have ever met. She makes me laugh so hard. Emily, their oldest, is so cute and Sean swears that they will be married. I can only cross my fingers and hope. We would be lucky to have such wonderful people tied to us in a way that they have to pretend like they like us.

The Plague

Oooh, I am sick of the sickness. We have the plague in our house, and it is terrible. Ben woke up Monday night screaming like a banshee. He cried and cried all night long. We took him to the doctor the next day, and of course he had strep. While we were waiting the doctor said, "Oh it is probably not strep because babies this little usually don't get it." Well, we proved her wrong. Then Katie and Sean got it the next day. So, they are all on medicine, and I am going to need some (for the craziness) soon. You feel so bad when you can't do anything to help the people you love most. Fortunately, Ben is pretty much better and being his usual self. Last night he was dancing on the countertop. He has my natural grace and rhythm (ha ha ha). Sean didn't eat dinner and we gave him his medicine without thinking about it. He has thrown up 3 times today already. Poor little guy, it is too bad he doesn't have more responsible parents. He says he is feeling better though, so we will see. Katie is good. She says her throat hurts when it is convenient for her, but for the most part she is fine.



Scott and I have to speak in church on Sunday. I am nervous, but I think Scott really is. We have managed to not speak in almost every ward we have been in, and somehow we were trapped this time. Sean also has to give a talk in primary and he is not happy about it. He is not one of those kids who volunteers for it every time it is there classes turn. Oh no, he tries to avoid it just like his daddy.



We have finally started working on our yard, and it is slow going. Maybe when we finish in five years we can have people over. Until then, if you come over you have to close your eyes as you walk past the yard. I am sure our neighbors hate us for it, but we really are trying.



I got a phone call from Natalie, an old friend, the other day, wanting to know if I was going to our high school reunion. Well, I mostly disliked everyone I went to school with, but hey, lets go anyways! Actually, it will be great to see her, and hopefully there will be a lot of other people that I want to see as well. It just seems that when we went to Scott's 10 year reunion most people were pricks. They all wanted to talk about how wonderful they are and how sucessful, and on and on, yada yada yada. Well, it is not like I begrudge them this, but it was basically a bragging contest. Scott felt really out of place because he was still in school. I am just able to say that even though we don't have the biggest house, or the most prestigious jobs, or the most money, we are happy, which seems to be much more important to me. I can honestly say that I am blissfully happy with my husband and my kids. They are all so great. Scott is the best husband/father anyone could ask for. He is so helpful to me, and I know that he loves me. He also loves his kids fiercly. I am one lucky girl.



We have this little thing where we write down stuff about the kids that we want to remember, so I think I will leave you with a final Katie-ism. She and Scott were talking and she said to him, "Daddy I don't like when you yell at me." Scott said to her, "Well if you listen I don't have to yell." Katie, my genius of a daughter then tells him, "But daddy, sometimes my brain is just evil." Yep, there you go, the funniest kids ever. So here is Katie and her evil brain.